The queen concubine please

Chapter 25 Explanation: Does this king look like Chu Feiyang?

"How about just one sip?" With a smile on his face, he followed the same pattern and fed her seven or eight mouthfuls in a row until she was really angry and pinched his arm desperately with one hand.

It was really merciless, as if he wanted to grab a piece of his flesh.

Situ Mo was not annoyed, he gave up feeding the water, but still leaned over to get closer to her, Ling Feishuang's eyes stared at him again for a moment, the pinch with his left hand had changed into another move, even if he dared to come again, She must not be polite.

But he stopped in front of her, with an ambiguous expression and cold words, "Is this king similar to Chu Feiyang?"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Feishuang's face changed, and a trace of pain flashed quickly in his cold and indifferent eyes, and then, his angry face turned cold again.

He was amazed at the speed at which she changed her face, and how quickly she could change her emotions, but thinking that she was for that man named Chu Feiyang, the anger in his heart burned like a prairie fire.

"Ouyang Qingqing, you haven't answered my king yet!"

"I choose not to explain until the injury is healed!"

The two stared at each other, and they both saw a look of determination in each other's eyes. Situ Mo looked at her unflinching eyes for a long time, and then laughed. This woman has courage.

He stretched out his hand to caress her face, and slowly groped her lips, "Qing'er, I am waiting for you to heal from your injuries. If you can't think of a good excuse before that, I will punish you."

"I'll tell the truth. Believe it or not, it's none of my business." She retracted her arms and hid under the quilt. She turned her eyes away and stopped looking at him.

"Your word, this king will believe it!" After the words seemed to be true, he leaned over and kissed her on the lips again, then stood up lazily, and said to himself: "It really is poison... ..."

Ling Feishuang had a cold face and pursed his lips tightly, but his heart was still agitated. What he kissed was Ouyang Qingqing's body, his woman.

However, it happened to be Chu Feiyang's face, so her heart began to feel miserable.

"Take care of your master."

His voice came from the outer hall, followed by Liuliu carefully answering, Ling Feishuang lay lazily, she was a little tired after all the tossing, but now finally gave her some time to think.

(End of this chapter)