Evil king spoils the little poisonous concubine every night

Leng youyue bit her lip flap. As a modern person, she once watched many soldiers practice calligraphy to cultivate their sentiment, and even asked her to join her, but what did she say at that time?

The hair of the pen is soft and uncomfortable to use?

Is the brush time-consuming and laborious?

Anyway

Leng youyue glanced awkwardly at Huang Furui, and finally breathed out, "I can't write with a brush."

Huangfurui was also stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect lengyouyue to say such words.

But our prince Rui has always been adaptable, "come here."

Leng youyue was stunned, "ah?"

Huangfurui frowned slightly and didn't want to talk to lengyouyue too much. He directly grabbed lengyouyue's arm.

Before she could react, she was already in Huang Furui's arms.

Being held by a handsome man, lengyouyue's body is stiff. It's not like the first time we met. It's time for her to flirt so freely

Although this feeling is beautiful, why does she always have the illusion of falling into a trap.

"What are you... Doing?"

"Take you to write."

Leng youyue's eyebrows moved. Oh, her feelings were afraid that she might run away. She didn't pinch and directly held the brush handed over.

Then her delicate little hand was held by Huang Furui's big hand.

She even sensed the thin cocoon on his hand.

But this feeling

At the moment, it was Huang Furui who took the initiative, so he hugged her and held her hand

If Huang Furui's men see... It's not as simple as being surprised

In this way, Huang Furui took her and wrote her name on the two pieces of paper. In the lust of lengyouyue, Huang Furui held her finger and pressed it on the red ink paste, and then painted the monogram!

His action was completed at one go. After lengyouyue's silly lust, he found that his deed of betrayal had been completely signed

Huangfurui let go of her and signed on it himself.

Lengyouyue secretly screamed in her heart and kept comforting herself. It doesn't matter. At least she is a handsome boy, no loss or loss.

Leng youyue sighed softly.

"I'm leaving."

Huang Furui nodded faintly. He was relieved to have the wind.

However, Leng youyue took a responsible look at Huang Furui, but it didn't matter. After reading it, her eyes suddenly changed.

She hurriedly took Huang Furui's hand and felt his pulse.

Her face was dignified, "do you often use force recently!"

Huang Furui's eyebrows were also a meal. After contact, he knew that she was not a fuss.

"Yes."

Leng youyue listened and looked at him angrily, "if you go on like this, I'm sure you'll burp fart twice!"

Hiccup fart?

Obviously Huang Furui didn't understand.

Leng youyue responded, "it's just that your life won't be guaranteed twice!"

"So serious?"

Over the years, Huang Furui has lived a life with a knife hanging from his head. How many times has he gone through life and death.

But I have to say that he gets sick many times, but it's not like that, is it?

Leng youyue frowned. "Didn't Gu Chengxuan explain it? Don't you know that your system is different from that before?"

Huang Furui pursed his lips and said nothing.

Leng youyue knew that Gu Chengxuan must have told him.

"Prepare the silver needle. Now the cold poison is spreading. Don't you think your breathing is sometimes blocked?"

Huang Furui looked awe inspiring. She was right.