Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 597 Take Care of You
"Who are you, know me?"

Fu Zhaoge stared at Wen Yanya for a long time, and a cold voice sounded slowly.

Hearing this, Wen Yanya's eyes changed slightly, but then he just let out a low laugh, supported his body with one hand, stroked Fu Zhaoge's cheek with the other, then took Fu Zhaoge's hand, and kissed him lightly.

"Who else do you think can do such an intimate thing?"

Wen Yanya's clear and meaningful eyebrows and eyes became a little extravagantly bright, and suddenly gave birth to a little evil charm.

When Fu Zhaoge heard the words, he was not furious, let alone embarrassed, but just looked at the familiar man in front of him, but he just couldn't get her to think about it.

Afterwards, before Fu Zhaoge could say anything else, the original scene seemed to recall in his mind, and the blood-red phoenix eyes became even more magnificent and coquettish, and immediately wanted to break free from Wen Yanya's shackles.

But no matter how much she earned, Wen Yanya pressed her hands tightly.

Regarding this, Fu Zhaoge's blood-red phoenix eyes became even colder, clear, but full of chill.

Suddenly, before Wen Yanya could say anything more, Fu Zhaoge suddenly raised his left leg. Before the movement could continue, Wen Yanya turned sideways, and then hugged her again. The sky was turned upside down, and the two rolled into each other. Inside circle.

At this time, Fu Zhaoge seemed to have a heart attack again, and even lost his mind, just kept struggling.

Fu Zhaoge had already taken out the silver needle on the top of his head unconsciously, so Wen Yanya was not afraid of hurting her.

But then, Wen Yanya realized that after struggling for a moment, Fu Zhaoge seemed to be exhausted physically.

Although she was still struggling fiercely, her crimson lips were completely drained of blood.

But after a long time, Fu Zhaoge closed his eyes, only breathing weakly.

"Zhaoge."

Wen Yanya frowned, but Fu Zhaoge was already unconscious.

Seeing this, Wen Yanya got up, and put Fu Zhaoge on the couch, but his eyes slowly turned cold, then he opened the door and walked out.

"Quack doctor, what do you have to say?"

Wen Yanya's every word was filled with a chill that could seep through his bones, causing Bei Mingheng, who was still wondering what was wrong, to shudder.

"Master Xiang, please speak up if you have something to say."

Then, Bei Mingheng was flattering, and after a pause, he said, "It's not that I'm a quack doctor. Over the years, I've actually treated many people with heart disease."

Afterwards, Bei Mingheng raised his eyes to look at Wen Yanya, and then said, "But, do you think that the color of the eyes can become so frightening just because of heart disease?"

As soon as these words came out, Wen Yanya fell silent.

And frowning recklessly, he said again, "In the past, the master has never seen such blood eyes."

"No, it appeared once, but you didn't see it that time."

Suddenly, Wen Yanya spoke again, but the bottom of his black eyes was completely impenetrable.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions became complicated, and they didn't know what to do now.

Then, he looked up at Wen Yanya wantonly and asked, "Master, I don't know how the master is doing?"

"After struggling for a while, it didn't take long. It seemed that I was exhausted and passed out."

Wen Yanya went on to say, but the complexion at the moment is indeed not good-looking.

"you……"

Originally, Bei Mingheng seemed to want to make a joke to break the oppressive atmosphere, but when he saw Wen Yanya's cold gaze, he stopped talking immediately, and then just smiled mischievously, "Take good care of the prince."

(End of this chapter)