Chapter 141

Yanqing didn't speak and closed her eyes again, but the hand clasped on her waist didn't let go.

Feng Jiuxi knew that he could break free, but he simply had a model and closed his eyes to learn from him.

The natural warm pool is comfortable and comfortable. Unconsciously, Feng Jiuxi felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and a full sense of security came from the down-to-earth body behind him, and a drowsiness came up.

Soon there was a shallow breathing sound in her arms. Yanqing lost his smile and shook her head helplessly.

He hasn't done anything yet, such as a little misconduct.

Yan Qing looked down at Feng Jiuxi's side face. At the moment, she put down all her precautions, and the whole person exuded a kind of quiet beauty of years. With his heart, he reached out and gently grabbed her chin, bowed his head and kissed her red lips.

He dared not go too deep.

But even if it was such a shallow contact, the dormant beast in his heart also had an impulse to break through the earth.

"Don't make me wait too long."

……

When Feng Jiuxi woke up again, the man had been lying in his own bed.

"When did I come back? No, how did I come back?"

Her last memory was that she leaned against a man, and then she seemed to fall asleep accidentally

So he sent himself back?

When Feng Jiuxi was surprised, he quickly opened the quilt to check his clothes and put them on himself in good condition. The clothes on the outside layer were well hung at the end of the bed, together with the snow-white cloak.

Thinking about it, there was a voice outside the door, "Mom! It's getting late and the sun is drying your ass. why don't you get up yet."

The door "creaked" and he pushed it open from the outside. His small body jumped into her arms like a balloon.

"Are you going to crush your mother to death..." Feng Jiuxi reported his small body and reached out to pinch his face. "How can I find you, a little devil, whose weight is getting out of control."

The steamed stuffed bun complained, "Mom, you can see clearly. I'm a man's muscle, not uncle Wenyu's fat."

"Young master, if you are heard by the fifth childe, I'm sure you'll have another fight with you." Biyun came in from the outside and said with a smile.

It is said that Feng Taiyu has been exercising crazily recently, and has threatened to lose weight and refuse all sweets. I don't know what stimulation he has received. Feng Jiuxi didn't know that he was the "stimulus".

"He's just bigger than me by his size. I'm better than him when it comes to spiritual cultivation!" said the little steamed stuffed bun, waving his fist. This confident look is probably with Feng Jiuxi.

Biyun was about to stop talking, and the expression on his face was slightly different.

Feng Jiuxi saw it. She got up and dressed fluently, tied her hair into a bun at will, and asked, "what happened?"

Before Biyun could speak, the little steamed stuffed bun said first, "Mom, the bad man is coming again."

bad person? Feng Jiuxi turned to look at Biyun.

The latter sighed and said with some worry, "Miss, it's the prince."

"Come on, what are you so afraid of doing?"

"But your highness... Has indicated that you want to see the young lady. It will be in the hall."

Did Yan Rui not eat enough last time? Dare to find fault.

"Come on, let me meet him."