The early summer sunshine shone in. An Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the sunny boy lying on his lap, and couldn't help but curling his lips.
By calculation, this man must be in his thirties, but his skin is still as white as jade, and when he occasionally smiles, he is still as charming as spring mist.
An Yi stretched out her fingers and gently hooked them with the man's. Seeing that he didn't move, she touched his palm again.
The thick calluses in the man's palms are the only marks the man can see left on his body by hard training.
Anyi rubbed the cocoon, extending her fingers slowly, and then their palms touched each other, just like the posture they liked when they were intimate.
The man suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and pressed An Yi on the bed behind him.
An Yi was startled and looked up at him.
"Liu Lanhua, you like to seduce me now, don't you?" Feng Qingchen asked in a deep voice.
An Yi curled her lips and smiled, stretched out her arms and hugged the man's neck: "I just rubbed your palm, how can it be considered seduction? Unless you feel that you are being seduced by me!"
Feng Qingchen's eyes darkened, and she wanted to stand up and leave, but An Yi suddenly pulled her back, raised her eyes, and kissed his lips.
Feng Qingchen stiffened and stared at An Yi coldly.
An Yi said with a smile: "This is seduction!"
Feng Qingchen silently thought in her heart not to be fooled, but in the end she couldn't help but responded fiercely.
The hairpin on An Yi's head fell off, and her black hair lay on the bed, winding into a thin, cool black hair.
I don’t know when the wind began to blow outside the camp. The unknown small wild flowers on the camp were in bloom, making them look picturesque.
Outside the tent, Mei Ge peeked through the gap, couldn't help but blush, and quickly turned around and left.
It seems like she came at the wrong time!
In the inn, Xue An woke up faintly.
Xue Lingqiao pulled out the silver needle and said helplessly: "You are too weak. You are still trying to steal a woman from me, tsk tsk, you almost died!"
Xue An was about to stand up, but he couldn't help but cough. His blood couldn't help but surge up. He pressed down and said in a deep voice, "It's Feng Qingchen who is despicable. He actually attacked secretly. If we fight alone and aboveboard..."
"What's wrong with fighting alone?" Xue Lingqiao looked at him deliberately.
Xue An endured it, muttered twice, and swallowed the harsh words and the big words.
Xue Lingqiao sighed helplessly: "I advise you to go back to your Xiting Kingdom. After all, you are the emperor of a country. Why are you suffering such injustice here?"
Xue An frowned: "I do want to leave. You don't need to tell me that I will leave, but Feng Qingchen hurts me so casually, which is really too much!"
Xue Lingqiao sighed: "Don't say I'll hurt you. If it weren't for my wife today, you would have died! Okay, go back quickly!"
Xue An was so angry that his whole body trembled.
Xue Lingqiao sighed, he was telling the truth.
Xue Lingqiao went out, and Mei Ge opened the door and entered the room.
When Xue An saw Mei Ge, he felt even more ashamed when he thought about how embarrassed he was now.
Mei Ge sat next to his bed and whispered: "If you want her not to be in trouble, you must have the ability to protect her and fight against Feng Qingchen. Otherwise, you are not causing trouble for her. ?"
Xue An's lips curled up and he whispered: "I didn't just cause trouble for her. I helped her in Wuxue Mountain before!"
Mei Ge nodded: "Your Majesty has done a good job, but Your Majesty, you still have to be stronger! Now Feng Qingchen is the Emperor of the Three Kingdoms!"
Xue An bit his lip and said in a deep voice, "Let's go back to China!"
