Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 601
Hearing this, Wen Yanya raised his eyes and looked at Fu Zhaoge, who was looking at him with a half-smile, but after a while, his thin lips curved slightly.

"Even if you have the heart, this can't hide it from you."

After Wen Yanya's words fell, Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows even more, and then approached Wen Yanya, his noble voice faded from the laziness of the past, with a little seriousness, "Mr. Xiang, I really want to be with this palace. Have you really thought about it?"

In these words, Fu Zhaoge also used two "really".

When Wen Yanya heard this, the rest of his emotions disappeared from his eyes, and then he stretched out his hand to clamp Fu Zhaoge's waist, and his faint voice was mixed with a touch of danger, "Fu Zhaoge, do you think that after so many days, the truth is always in the past?" Do you want to fool around with you?"

Fu Zhaoge knew that this was a harbinger of Wen Yanya's gloomy mood, but at this moment, her eyes were even brighter and more real.

"You are serious, you didn't make trouble with me, but how can I make trouble with Master Xiang?"

Fu Zhaoge's words immediately made Wen Yanya's tall and straight jade body slightly froze.

But only a moment later, he didn't expect the person in his arms to reach out and wrap his arms around his waist. The voice sounded real but made him feel like a dream.

"Zuoxiang, I didn't make a fuss, and so did Zuoxiang. Since this is the case, I also want to know everything, no matter between you and me."

Hearing this, Wen Yanya's eyes darkened again, but after a while, he felt timid helplessly again, and rubbed Fu Zhaoge's head, "I was just thinking that this visit to Mancheng might cure your heart disease. .”

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge curled his lips slightly, and then there was a hint of teasing in his eyes, "Would you be willing, Mr. Xiang, after the spread of Mr. Xiang's dissatisfaction, my heart disease is still not healed. And taking this opportunity, this palace just let me Master Xiang was redeemed?"

"you dare."

The depth of Wen Yanya's eyes was even more dangerous, but the strength in his hands became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to rub the person in his arms into blood and bones.

"But Xiangye just dared."

Fu Zhaoge then bent his lips, and after speaking, seeing Wen Yanya in a daze, he couldn't help breaking free from Wen Yanya's confinement, and wrapped his arms around Wen Yanya's neck with both hands, the corners of his crimson lips curled lightly, and pressed close to Wen Yanya's cheek, "Mr. I don't know. At this time, why won't there be a gap between you and me? Even if I die, I don't want to live like a weak person who doesn't know everything."

These words immediately made Wen Yanya's handsome face sink slightly, and then he put his arms around Fu Zhaoge's waist and sat on the chair on the corridor.

"With the truth, I will never let you have anything."

After finishing speaking, Wen Yanya was silent for a moment, and then he couldn't help showing tenderness in his eyes, with a little helplessness in his eyes, "This time, the truth is wrong, and in the future, the truth will no longer be concealed."

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge couldn't help but bend his lips, and then stretched out his hand across Wen Yanya's handsome and chiseled face across his neck, "Master Xiang is never wrong."

"It's just that I want to be honest with Yaya more. There should be no reservations between us, Yaya thinks?"

Fu Zhaoge hooked his lips, and the smile provoked by the crimson lips was even brighter, and the phoenix eyes were even more soul-stirring, as bright as dark colors lingering.

"Ah."

Wen Yanya agreed, and Qingjuan's brows and eyes were like a breeze, soaked in warm color, with a slight smile.

For a while, Wen Yanya also allowed Fu Zhaoge to name himself nonsense.

(End of this chapter)