Feng Queyi was taking Sang Ning's pulse and felt that her pulse was better, so he rewarded her with a bunch of candied haws.
Of course, before the reward of this bunch of candied haws, there is a bowl of dark medicine.
Sang Ning has been drinking medicine as well as eating recently. He really drinks it well for his body. His headache no longer hurts, his waist is no longer sore, and he feels energetic. His body is indeed getting healthier. He didn't hesitate now and drank it all in one go. It's so painful that I want to hit someone.
"Damn it, you must have poisoned me!"
She looked grim in pain and clenched her fists.
Feng Queyi looked at it and hurriedly performed magic tricks to give her a bunch of candied haws: "Quick, eating candied haws will not be bitter."
Sang Ning immediately opened his mouth and bit off a candied haws, then grabbed the whole bunch and turned his back, as if guarding the food. After a while, he ate it all.
She really liked eating candied haws on a stick and said, "I want more."
As he spoke, his white and tender palms stretched out towards him, hoping that he would conjure up a string again like a magic trick.
Feng Queyi bought a bunch. Seeing her like this, he lowered his head, his chin just touching her palm, and smiled fondly: "No more. It's just me. You can only have me."
Sanning: "..."
What the hell?
She quickly retracted her hand, as if touching Xiang, wiped it on his clothes, and said with a look of disgust: "Don't make trouble. I want candied haws."
Feng Queyi grabbed her hand and intertwined their fingers with hers, his eyes burning: "There is no candied haws, there is only me, Sanning, after so long, don't you still want me?"
When Sang Ning heard him ask this question, she rolled her eyes and gave him a look that said, "You'll understand for yourself."
Feng Queyi felt it, and felt as if something had stabbed her heart, and she was very hurt: "Sang Ning, we have been together these days, haven't you been attracted to me yet?"
Sang Ning smiled sarcastically: "No, if you continue to be so disgusting, I would rather use a knife on you."
Fengqueyi: "..."
He was really hurt, and his eyes were visibly dim: "Why? What did I do wrong?"
He felt that he was very good to her, gave her whatever she asked for, took good care of her body, and took good care of her body. Compared with the emperor, Feng Runsheng and others who only talked about words, he was unique and did practical things. People with meritorious deeds deserve her favor.
But he was doomed to be disappointed.
Sang Ning asked with a cold face: "I asked you to fake your death, imprisoned you, denied you freedom, and forced you to do things you don't like. Will you be tempted by me?"
Feng Queyi nodded without hesitation: "I will. If it were you."
Sang Ning didn't believe him: "You can't."
Feng Queyi didn't say much and changed the subject: "When have I ever forced you to do something you don't like? Except before I made you drink medicine."
That time she committed suicide and pricked her palm with a poisonous hairpin. In order to save her, he force-fed her medicine, which was a little rough, but he was very gentle after that.
He felt that he had never really forced himself on her.
Even if it goes against her wishes, it's all for her own good.
Sanning didn't care about his motives and said confidently: "If you don't listen to me, you are forcing me. For example, I asked you to let me go free, and I asked you to let Yu Tan go. How did you do it?"
Speaking of Yu Tan, Feng Queyi's expression changed: "After all, you just want me to let him go, right?"
His mood worsened, and his tone was desperate: "Well, I'm stupid. Even if I do it, you won't like me. No matter what I do, you won't like me. But, it's okay, I like it You are enough.”
The tone was one of humble paranoia.
Seeing how pitiful he was, Sang Ning touched his head and coaxed: "Okay, if you want to hear it, I can say a thousand words about how much I like you."
Feng Queyi laughed at himself: "If you don't mean it, what's the point of hearing it?"
Sang Ning frowned and complained: "You are so picky, you deserve to be without a woman!"
Feng Queyi was unwilling to give in, lowered his head and kissed her forcefully: "You are my woman!"
Sanning raised her hand and slapped him in the face.
No success.
Feng Queyi grabbed her hand in time and threw her down on the bed.
It was getting dark.
He hugged her and got into bed.
She just drank the medicine, and her mouth was full of bitterness, but when he sucked all the bitterness away, it was the sweetness that she had dreamed of.
He kissed her obsessively, from greedy fierceness to gentle flattery. His clothes were gradually thrown to the ground, and he began to eagerly try to move the real seal.
"no."
Sang Ning still has the shadow of not having sex with Helan Yin, and is not interested in his in-depth activities for the time being.
"What's wrong?"
"It just doesn't work."
Sang Ning stared at his wet and red face and said something to the point of his heart: "Are you starting to force me now?"
Feng Queyi frowned, stopped, and explained with a rough breath: "You like it. I know. Your body said so too."
Sang Ning snorted at him: "My body says so, why do you still ask me to be sincere? If you want to be sincere, you have to listen to me. If I say no, you can't."
Feng Queyi was sweating and asked patiently: "When will that happen?"
Sanning coaxed him nonchalantly: "Who knows? Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow. Anyway, not now."
Fengqueyi felt that she did it on purpose: "Am I like this?"
Sanning was heartless and didn't care: "It's not me who caused you to be like this. If you can't take care of yourself, then don't take it."
She's really killing people.
Feng Queyi bit her lip in anger.
Sanning raised her hand to slap him, but of course, it failed and he bit her hand.
It doesn't hurt either.
He didn't dare and was unwilling to do so.
It's very frustrating.
He grabbed her hand with obvious intentions.
Sang Ning glanced at it and felt that it was ugly, fierce, and ferocious, and he didn't want to touch it. Feng Queyi was obviously very elegant, but he had such a fierce guy.
"What's that look in your eyes?"
Fengqueyi felt that she disliked him and made her feel inferior. She didn't like it?
Sanning knew that the man couldn't be excited at this time, so he said tactfully: "As you can see, the look in his eyes is full of appreciation."
She is lying.
She actually disliked him.
He was so angry that he wanted to kill her at all costs. It was strange. He was not afraid of killing her before. He had already made up his mind to eat her dry when she got better to let her know how powerful he was. But really At this point, whatever she says is what she says.
Really useless.
He was held captive by her.
No! Can't!
"Three days."
He held out three fingers towards her and said decisively: "Sang Ning, three days, I'll give you three days to prepare."
Three days later, whether she was willing or not, he had to get it done.
He thought this, made a decision, and took control of his body.
Even if my body is about to explode.
He can still control it.
He has always been like this, whatever he wants to do, he can do it.
It's a pity that God didn't give him three days.
He was sleeping with her in his arms across the quilt when he heard a rush of footsteps. He immediately became alert. He sat up and saw Feng Yi's serious face. He frowned and asked, "What happened?"
Feng Yi bowed his hands and reported the situation: "Sir, His Majesty's secret guards have entered the mansion."
