Chapter 5

Not to mention the strong questioning tone of the eighth prince, even Fu Yan did not believe that he would wear those cumbersome clothes of the ancients. He would never have done it if he didn't value the points.

"No, but it's just a dress. How hard it can be." Fu Yan told the truth and talked big.

After that, Fu Yan's continuous face beating could not make him feel ashamed, but only strengthened his thick face.

Then he took Qi Ligeng's robe from the shelf. His voice was full of spirit and his eyes were bright: "please get up, Lord."

Qi Ligeng gets up slowly. Fu Yan asks Qi Ligeng to put on his clothes in a modern way. He looks at the handsome man with great satisfaction.

It's my man.

Before also said he was straight straight steel straight man, so easy to give in. Fu Yan did not realize how fast his face beating speed was.

Fu Yan began to tie the belt for the man. He stood behind the man and stretched the belt to the man's abdomen.

Then he sadly found that he couldn't reach it. Fu Yan's intuition was that it was a problem of perspective.

So he faced the man and put his belt around his waist to his back.

Still not enough, at this time, Fu Yan finally understood a very profound truth: his hand is short.

Fu Yan raised his poor little eyes, "Lord, that My hands are not long enough to reach. Could you please... "

Wear it yourself

Suddenly, the man's hand directly pressed Fu Yan's waist and pressed him into his arms.

In an instant, Fu Yan's hands became the posture of embracing Qi Ligeng, and his hands suddenly met behind the man.

"That will do."

The light sandalwood on his body filled Fu Yan's breath. The broad embrace is very warm, and people can't help but ring more tightly.

"Data change

favor: 10%

host strategy process: 5%

score completion: 3."

Fu Yan is very happy with the increase of everything and the decrease of disgust.

Fu Yan hurriedly helped Qi Ligeng fasten his belt and then stepped aside. Very respectful tone: "Lord, OK."

Fu Yan, who suddenly changed his attitude, made Qi Ligeng frown. He approached Fu Yan for a few steps to ask him why.

Qi Ligeng should know that all Fu Yan did was for the so-called data rise. He must be calm and even smile at the scene of Fu Yan being dismembered.

"Maidservants wash and change clothes for the king."

At this time, the servant girl in the house came on time. They can't look up without the Lord's order.

Qi Ligeng originally wanted to give up, but he was not happy to see that Fu Yan and his servants were so respectful and alienated towards him. He came forward and grabbed Fu Yan's chin, forcing him to raise his head.

Suddenly pinched the chin, Fu Yan opened his eyes suspiciously to the man's deep eyes.

"Wang Ye..."

They are very close, Qi Ligeng can clearly feel Fu Yan's burning breath, and his heart is slightly hot.

With a handsome face, Qi Li Geng said with no expression: "don't be so alienated from me."

Does the male Lord mean a little to him? When Fu Yan was happy, why did he feel so nervous. He was still flustered about the final task.

Then Qi Li Geng turned around and raised his voice: "my king has finished washing, step down."

"Yes." The servant girls replied in unison, and then slowly stepped back.

Qi Li Geng glanced at Fu Yan who was still in the same place, and then said to them, "you don't have to change clothes for me in the future."

The servant girls looked at each other and said, "yes."

The Lord Fu Yan was bored. He was walking around the mansion, walking around. I also heard a lot of gossip.

What do you say? The prince has maimed the steward given to him by the empress dowager, and his servants have also changed a batch of new ones. As for Shenfu's daughter, she may be the eighth princess in a short time

In the past, Shen Xiaoxiao and Qi Ligeng didn't feel much when they heard that they had already achieved the right result. He was an outsider.

But through these days and the male Lord get along, he how a little sour.

I always feel that I have a tendency to bend. Fu Yan is not ashamed.

But it's just a little bit of affection for the man who looks good, has a good figure and is cold but warm-hearted. How can you be so determined to bend?

Fu Yan never faced his doubts about his straight sexual orientation.

At this time, Fu Yangang went to the door of the Lord's residence. And at this time also just a horseshoe sound, attract him to lift eyes to look past.

Qi Ligeng's handsome face, majestic sitting on a bloody BMW. Just the momentum of the whole body makes people bend their knees.

Shen Xiaoxiao, who came out of the sedan chair, was dignified and dressed like snow. She holds her skirt in her hand and reveals her extraordinary temperament in her tranquility, waiting for someone to help her down.The man got off the horse cleanly, went to the sedan chair and stretched out his hand.

At this time, Shen Xiaoxiao gently smiles, and then knocks his hand on Qi Ligeng's hand.

Fu Yan at the door, secretly gritted his teeth: really a pair of talented women.

Fu Yan angrily turned around, and his eyes were clear. That appearance is comparable to the power of the boudoir.

"Thank you, Lord." After getting off the sedan chair, Shen Xiaoxiao saluted slightly.

Qi Li Geng paralyzed face, back: "no need."

"This time I come to Wangye's house, please don't give up." Shen Xiaoxiao looks at Qi Ligeng quietly.

Through the incessant coquetry of her mother and father, her parents finally proposed the marriage of Qi and Shen to the Empress Dowager.

But the eighth Prince seems to be reluctant. The Empress Dowager didn't want her children to be unhappy, so she decided to let them live together in the name of brother and sister to cultivate their feelings.

It was night. Fu Yan, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly had difficulty breathing, as if someone was pinching his neck.

Mingming's brain has been sober, but he can't get up. It's like there's an invisible wall on him.

Struggling for a long time, the general feeling of death was full of Fu Yan. He was unwilling, but he could do nothing and gave up slowly.

"Hoo..." Fu Yan suddenly opened his eyes and was sweating. The chest keeps undulating, gasping.

He got up slowly and sat down on the bed. Staring at myself, covering my heart for a long time. There is a rise and fall, very slow, but also shows that he is alive, not dead

However, why do you feel so uncomfortable, like you are experiencing death.

"Beep!"

Fu Yan's head crashed immediately, and he was almost stunned by the "beep" of the system.

Rubbing his sore temple, Fu Yan went back to bed. Put on his rags and quilts. He doesn't care about the goods.

"If the host destroys, the female owner can get points for small tasks close to the male owner." The system suddenly sounded a strong alarm.