The fat concubine turned over, the evil king wanted to hug him

Chapter 72
"Are you okay?" Hearing his cough, Ning Yange immediately stepped forward and patted his back lightly for a while.

I don't know if he was excited or just pretending.

No matter which one it was, she was still in a good mood and didn't care about so much with him.

Feng Mohan couldn't help curling the corners of his lips.

"Dirty, go wash it." His tone softened a little.

Listening to his gentle tone, Ning Elegy knew that he should not be angry anymore, and that was how she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Next time, don't be so reckless. If you want to, discuss it with me." He said again.

Ning Elegy secretly slandered.

Didn't she discuss it with him before, and he refused straight away, and she didn't bother to dawdle with him anymore, so she just chose to go by herself, it seems that this bitch is always talking nonsense with her eyes open.

"Feng Mohan, tell me, you are such a duplicity man, how will you chase after women in the future?" She clicked her tongue.

"Chasing women?" He repeated, looking at her with dim eyes.

Indeed, if you want to chase a woman, you must also chase her.

Although this girl is fatter and fleshier, she still wins his favor.

"Well, if you have a woman you like, go for it. I'm worried about how you will catch up with a sullen man like you in the future."

"Well, next time I can ask my wife for help." He said seriously.

But his tone was clearly like a joke.

But these words still made her feel unhappy.

She clearly knew that he was joking, but she was just not happy. When she knew that he might have a woman he liked in the future, all the good mood before was gone.

Now he is probably just a novelty to himself now, he thinks she is a big fat person, and he thinks it is so interesting.

If he is detoxified in the future, I am afraid that there will be beauties he likes, after all, men are such animals.

However, she was going to leave anyway, so why should she care so much?
Thinking of this, she also shrugged her shoulders, pretending to be nonchalant and nodded: "If it is true, just tell me directly, and I will help you catch her."

He hooked his thin lips, and the smile on his thin lips was charming.

"Go and wash, dirty." He ordered again.

Ning Elegy's eyes fixed on the smile on the corner of his mouth, unable to move away for a long time.

This man is really nice. It's a pity that she is going to leave.

"Oh, I'll go wash up." She was about to turn around when he grabbed her wrist.

She turned to look at him with some doubts.

"Where to wash, wash here." He whispered.

Every time his voice is lowered, it carries a powerful provocative meaning, easily seductive.

Ning Elegy was bewitched by such a voice, and struggled for a long time.

"The king sent someone to deliver hot water, and you still want to go to someone else's tent to wash?" He asked.

"Oh." She responded in a low voice.

But the heartbeat speeded up inexplicably.

Feng Mohan let go of her wrist, turned around and walked out, gave a few orders, and then turned back.

No matter how nervous Ning Elegy is, he can still feel a strange atmosphere spreading everywhere. Between the two of them, this atmosphere seems vaguely ambiguous.

She turned her gaze away, but didn't fix her eyes on his face.

Feng Mohan suddenly smiled, thinking her expression was funny.

The low laughter overflowed from the man's thin lips, but it was really sweet.

"What are you laughing at? It's funny when I take a shower too?"

"It's nothing." He said in a low voice, approaching her.

The distance between the two, as the man's body approached, gradually shortened until the last step was shortened.

"What are you doing?" His sudden approach, accompanied by the elegant fragrance lingering on his body, somewhat confused her mind.

She didn't know what his approach meant at this time, but her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and the loud bang made her suspect that it was about to rush out of her throat.

"The hot water has been ordered, and I will help you bathe." He said.

This sentence made Ning Elegy feel as if thunder was rolling over his head.

Although they are husband and wife, they are not close enough to see each other's body, right?
"You have seen the body of this king. This king is a businessman. Since you have paid, you must get something in return."

"Return?" She silently lowered her head to look at her fleshy body, secretly twitching the corners of her mouth.

Her body, to be honest, is due to him, not her.

"My king doesn't dislike it." As if he knew what she was thinking, the man's words hit the point.

Ning Elegy gritted her teeth, really wanting to strangle him to death.

"You don't dislike me, I take a bath by myself, I don't need you." She turned her head.

"Okay." He didn't force it, and walked straight out.

But his leaving also made her feel an indescribable sense of loss.She thought, maybe it was because she really expected him to bathe her personally?
Feng Mohan's figure completely left the camp, and she squeezed her flesh hard.

With this grab, it was easy to grab a ball and twist it, which made her grin her teeth in pain.

Just have to be a little bit tougher to tell yourself to wake up.

After the hot water was delivered, she looked back at the door again, and after confirming that there was no one there, she slowly took off her clothes and got into the tub.

I don't know if Xiaolu is obediently in the inn, tomorrow is fifteen, so what will happen to Feng Mohan next?
Her thoughts immediately went in the direction of Feng Mohan.

I didn't want to, but I thought of it unconsciously.

Maybe she was thinking too seriously, and didn't notice the sound of steady footsteps in the room for a while.

Until a cold hand caressed her shoulder, the cold feeling surged up, making her shiver uncontrollably.

"Wow!" She turned around and couldn't help screaming.

This dead man, is he playing a hooligan?

With a sound of ah, she hugged herself suddenly, and looked at him warily.

"What are you surprised about?" the man asked neither surprised nor angry.

Seeing his calm expression, Ning Elegy wanted to strangle him to death.

"It's nothing, please, won't you say a word? Get out, I'm a woman anyway, if you look at me like this, do you know..."

"This king will be responsible." He replied calmly.

Ning Elegy turned her head silently, with a secretly annoyed expression on her back.

"Don't move, it's dirty here." The man's slender fingers were on her back, full of flesh, but it didn't make him feel disgusted in the slightest.

Ning Elegy bit her lower lip, but didn't say a word.

She clearly felt that this guy was eating her tofu on purpose.

But after much deliberation, her body is full of pork belly, this tofu should not taste good, right?

"Feng Mohan, you will be poisoned tomorrow. Did you take the medicine I prepared for you before?"

"Well, take it." He was rubbing her back very gently.

His voice was also very calm, without a hint of lust.

Hearing his calm tone, Ning Elegy was sure that he didn't have any other thoughts. He was a little disappointed and a little relieved.

He didn't have the desire for her that a man has for a woman, and he let her down.

But he didn't mean anything further to her, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

After a while, he said again: "Get up, the water is cold."

Ning Elegy looked back at him quietly, and found that he had already turned around in a rather gentlemanly manner.

She stood up silently, wiped off the water stains on her body very quickly, and put on her clothes.

From the beginning to the end, Feng Mohan never turned his head to look.

Look at her, the future is long.

For her, it was already inevitable.

The man lowered his eyes, hiding the magnificence in them.

Ning Elegy hurriedly put on her clothes, and then let out a long breath: "I'm done. Let's make plans for tomorrow, shall we?"

Feng Mohan looked at her with a smile, but stretched out his hand and said, "You made a mistake."

"Huh?" She was at a loss, looked down at his knuckle fingers, unbuttoned the clothes she had fastened gracefully and calmly, and then fastened them again.

There were not many buttons on women's clothes in ancient times, but his movements were buttoned extremely slowly, seemingly carelessly, but it made her heart beat wildly.

"Feng Mohan, can you..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man's fingers had already been withdrawn, and he stood up straight and looked at her, "What can you do?"

"Well, it's nothing, come on, let's make plans for tomorrow." She shook her head, thinking that this man was too confusing.

The point is, this girl is really good at torturing her. She obviously already has a strong immunity, but to this man, her immunity always becomes weak again and again.

Ning Elegy turned around and walked to the table.

"What do you want to do, when it reaches fifteen, the dead end in the maze of the underground palace will become a living end, but the living end will become a dead end."

"What?" Ning Elegy suddenly looked up at him.

Obviously, what this man said was different from what the fortune-teller said before.

If this is the case, then maybe the magic stick wanted to kill her in the underground palace?
"It means that there is only one dead end in the underground palace tomorrow, and it is the best opportunity." Feng Mohan's tone was very flat.

Obviously he knew about these things long ago, but now he has the opportunity to get them?
"Then your poison..." Indeed, he has to send poison every month, and there is no chance to get it.

"Isn't there you?" He said lightly, looking into her eyes, shining brightly.

Feng Mohan's tone was soft.

Such a tone is the easiest to touch people's hearts.

Ning Yange was slightly taken aback, and a sweet emotion surged in his heart inexplicably.

"Okay." She paused, and said very forcefully, "I will protect you well."

"Yeah." He hummed lightly, "Mrs. Lao is here."

His voice sounded softly, he stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and kneaded her hand in the palm of his hand. The hand was full of flesh, but it was very tactile, which made him longing not to let go.

She suddenly raised her head to look at him, seeing the man's eyes as deep as ink, she was a little at a loss and flustered, and turned around hastily.

But just as he turned around, the man grabbed his wrist.

"What?" he asked.

"I, I'm going out for a walk..."

"To see Feng Moyan?" The man's tone turned cold immediately.

(End of this chapter)