Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 228 Let her serve?
Before the two could talk to each other again, a cough was heard outside the car curtain.

The three of Su Ye outside also looked embarrassed, and their moods were even more complicated.

The carriage is indeed soundproofed very well, but the curtains are still very light. Su Ye and Si Ran Xiao Yan have only a half-knowledge of what's going on inside.

Hearing the voice outside, Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows, and then he said with a slightly lost interest, "I just covet the beauty of the Prime Minister, and there are many obstacles."

After Fu Zhaoge finished speaking, Wen Yanya glanced at Fu Zhaoge calmly, the frost on his handsome face did not fade, so he had to calmly breathe slowly.

It should be him who is suffering the most.

She was the one who started the fire, and she was not responsible for turning it off.

Wen Yanya's eyes became deep and dark, and a dark wave flashed for a moment, and he pursed his lips calmly, like thinning his lips.

If there is a next time, he will definitely not bear it.

"Master Xiang, are you... all right?"

Fu Zhaoge felt that the heat was still spreading somewhere on Wen Yanya's body, so he couldn't help asking.

"Do you think the truth should be good or not?"

Wen Yanya glanced at Fu Zhaoge in a blink of an eye, his originally dull and lustful voice became hoarse, and his passion-acridine-desire never faded away.

"It's really not easy for men to retreat. After Xiangye returns to the mansion, he will take a cold shower, and it will naturally come down."

Afterwards, Fu Zhaoge did not apologize in the slightest, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even brighter, and his voice was so soul-stirring that people subconsciously sank into it.

Wen Yanya looked at Fu Zhaoge in a blink of an eye, then lightly pinched Fu Zhaoge's waist in a punitive way, and his mild and lustful voice cooled down slightly, "Fairy."

"Have you hooked Xiangye's soul?"

Fu Zhaoge took a deep breath pretending to be pained, but then said with a half-smile.

When Wen Yanya heard this, his originally disturbed mood suddenly brightened up, Qingjuan's brows were warm and there was an unbearable smile, "The prince can really talk and laugh."

"It's a great honor for me to be able to make Xiangye smile."

Fu Zhaoge raised his phoenix eyes slightly.Cursing the corners of his lips lightly, a lazy voice followed.

"The prince is polite."

Wen Yanya glanced at Fu Zhaoge, and then stopped talking about it.

"I'm not being polite. Except for Mr. Xiang, if I can work so hard to please me, there will be no one else."

Fu Zhaoge pretended to sigh, and then looked at Wen Yanya radiantly in a blink of an eye, and raised his red lips evilly, "It's really a hero who is sad for a beauty."

Hearing Fu Zhaoge's rascally idle words, Wen Yanya was not angry, but relaxed his confinement, and looked at Fu Zhaoge again in a blink of an eye, "The prime minister's residence is here, is the prince planning to come to the prime minister's residence, or should Su Ye send the prince back to the East Palace?"

"They come, the security."

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows with obvious meaning.

Hearing this, Wen Yanya suppressed the smile in his eyes, and then his deep black eyes became as black as ink, "When the ministers want a medicinal bath, the prince can hang out in the backyard of the prime minister's mansion."

Wen Yanya's words caused Fu Zhaoge to subconsciously frown, then slightly raised his phoenix eyes to look at Wen Yanya and said, "Didn't you just take a medicinal bath a few days ago?"

"It's okay, the body can bear it."

Wen Yanya said methodically.

Fu Zhaoge pondered for a moment, then slightly raised his phoenix eyes to look at Wen Yanya, the red glow in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was wanton and strong, "Why don't you let me take care of Xiangye's medicinal bath?"

　PS: good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)