The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 259 Why are you fierce?

Even at such a close distance, his facial features are so perfect that no flaws can be seen.

Especially those long and narrow phoenix eyes, which were as dark and deep as the sea in the middle of the night, looking at him like this, it was almost like being sucked in deeply.

Feng Qingcheng looked at him silently, and even forgot to get up from him, the man's handsome face was reflected in the clear and beautiful pupils.

No wonder those women flock to him, no wonder Su Ziyin has been thinking about him for so many years, this man really has the capital to fascinate people.

Just as he was staring at him, the man suddenly raised his lips, and said in a low voice, "Princess, if you don't get up again, the waist of this hall will almost be broken by you."

"Ah,?" Feng Qingcheng was stunned, and then suddenly came back to his senses. When he realized that the two were lying on the ground in an ambiguous posture of women on top of men, his eyes flashed, and he hurriedly tried to get up from him.

What a shame!

She has seen this face no less than a hundred times, why would she still be infatuated with him?

This is not scientific!
She put her hands on the man's side and was about to stand up, but before her waist straightened, her scalp hurt, and the next second, she fell back into his arms.

"Ouch!" Feng Qingcheng bumped into his firm chest, and couldn't help but let out a low cry.

She tried to get up again unwillingly, but her scalp was pulled again, causing her to gasp in pain.

"Don't move." The man gently pressed her shoulders, and reminded her gently in her ear, "Your hair is entangled in the jade pendant of the main hall."

"Ah?" Feng Qingcheng pulled it hard again, probably a lot of hair was entangled, not only did she not break it, but it made her scalp even more painful.

Cang Yanlai's hand on her shoulder strengthened a bit, and said again, "Don't move around."

"What's wrong with my hair? It hurts!"

Feng Qingcheng's waist was pressed against the man's abdomen. When he spoke, the breath he exhaled sprayed on the man's body. Through the thin cloth, Cang Yanli could clearly feel the crisp and numb feeling, as if someone took The feathers fluttered at the tip of his heart, intending to seduce people to sink.

Hearing her half coquettish tone, Cang Yanli could only feel that the evil fire in his stomach was about to stir up again.

His eyes dimmed, and the man's body visibly froze, "This hall is here."

Feng Qingcheng's neck was half twisted, her posture was awkward and stiff, she bit her lips and urged, "Hurry up!"

"This hall is pressed down by you, it's a bit difficult to move, please bear with it." While Cang Yanwei was speaking, he sat up slowly with one hand propped up, and touched the jade pendant with the other hand to untie her long hair.

Her long hair was wrapped around the jade pendant several times, which was difficult to untie.

Feng Qingcheng waited impatiently, "Isn't it alright? Can you hurry up?"

"This hall is already fast enough, if you think it's slow, come by yourself."

"Come by yourself!" Feng Qingcheng tilted his neck, his neck was so sore that it was about to break. Seeing his bad tone, he snorted angrily, "Take your hands away!"

As she spoke, she fumbled her hands towards his belly, and after a few touches, a man's muffled grunt came from above her head.

"Feng Qingcheng, where are you touching your hand?"

Only then did Feng Qingcheng belatedly realize that she had touched the wrong place, and quickly withdrew her hand, "Why are you so fierce? Do you think I rarely touch you? It's because you don't want to help, I can't see it myself, of course You can only touch the elephant for the blind!"

A blind man touches an elephant?

This analogy seems to be quite appropriate.

Cang Yanli, "..."

Being blocked by her words, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and said in a calm tone as much as possible, "Forget it, let's go to the hall."

　Two more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)