Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"Well, you are not afraid, you are powerful, but why are your hands shaking on my legs?" After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he looked at Moli with a smile.

Mo Li suddenly lowered his head, only to realize that his hands were actually on Feng Qingyang's legs, and he was pressing on his legs, trembling all the time.

sky!

He also thought his hands were on his lap.

He quickly withdrew his hand, and at the same time looked flustered, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake, but I believe you won't mind, I only date you if I think highly of you."

Feng Qingyang looked at the mentally retarded in his eyes. He tapped Moli on the head with a fan, and said in a caring tone, "I found out that you are not a man? You have been looking at me strangely lately. You held my hand just now, and now you come to me again, do you want to get close to me on purpose? But sorry, I only like women!"

When Mo Li heard this, his face turned green with anger. He pushed Feng Qingyang away, and said with a look of disgust: "You fart! I will like your little boy? I am a proper big man, and I only like you. How about a woman? Narcissist! Shameless!"

After finishing speaking, he flicked his arm, because his arm was covered with goosebumps from nausea caused by Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang said amusedly: "Only you know if you like it or not. Don't be embarrassed. Being a man is not a disease. Don't feel inferior. Don't worry, we are your brothers and we won't laugh at you."

"Are you looking for death? Are you old fashioned? If you say such things again, I will cut your mouth off." Mo Li said, wanting to cut Feng Qingyang's mouth in despair.

As a result, Feng Qingyang, who was dressed in white, dodged his body briskly, and flashed again, that figure flashed to the high wall in a chic and reckless manner. There was a bright moon hanging in the sky, and his chic figure seemed to be reflected in the bright moon. Same, don't have a mood.

He looked at Moli, with a slight smile on his lips, a pair of peach blossom eyes shining brightly, and coquettishly shaking his palm-sized fan, stepping on the moonlight, while walking, he said: "Moli, don't get angry, otherwise I will think you have a guilty conscience. Don't worry, liking men is not a disease, don't be angry, but I won't like you, dead girl, you should die of this heart. "

After finishing speaking, his body leaped lightly and flew away from Prince Li's mansion.

"Damn it, bastard, you're the dead girl, I'm going to beat you to death!" Mo Li was so angry that he rushed up to fight.

Fortunately, Mozhu hugged him in time, otherwise there would be a murder.

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Early the next morning, when the sky was still slightly bright, Chu Xuanchen was awakened by the light outside the window.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and rubbed his head uncomfortably, only to feel that his head hurts extraordinarily today, and his body also felt as if he had been hammered all night, extremely sore and very uncomfortable.

At this time, his hand suddenly touched a warm body, he quickly withdrew his hand, widened his eyes and saw that there was a woman on his bed.

He took a closer look, and it turned out to be Nangong Rou!

Moreover, her body was wrapped in the quilt, only two white arms like lotus roots and half of her white neck were exposed.

It is conceivable that her body under the quilt must not be wearing anything.

He was immediately awakened by the stimulation of this scene, and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

At this time, Nangong Rou also opened her eyes in a daze. When she saw Chu Xuanchen, she smiled shyly at him, her little face flushed, "Chen, are you awake? The you from last night , so brave, thank you."