C249

Two hundred and forty-nine chapters

people of yesening

palace

"are you familiar with all these?"

Shen Qingchen stood beside Feng lingjue with a cold face.

"Fast, fast."

Feng Ling Jue held her chin and looked up at Shen Qingchen, smiling.

"Then carry it quickly."

Shen Qingchen's eyes jumped.

"Give me a kiss and I'll recite it."

Feng Ling absolutely shameless grin way.

Hearing this, Shen Qingchen's face suddenly sank and his forehead was covered with blue veins.

"If you kiss one, you won't lose a piece of meat."

Feng Ling Jue sees that Shen Qingchen is not moved. She stands up again and goes to Shen Qingchen.

"Don't be ridiculous."

Shen Qingchen reaches out his hand and pushes Feng lingjue back.

"Kiss one One kiss, one kiss. "

Feng Ling Jue sticks it again.

Shen Qingchen is about to open his mouth. Suddenly, his face changes slightly. He presses Feng lingjue and says faintly, "don't make trouble. You're serious. I'll go out and come back soon."

Feng Ling Jue was so pressed, completely confused, weakly nodded, and then looked at Shen Qingchen's clothes rolling, strode away.

In a hurry, Shen Qingchen strode out of the palace. At last, he slowly landed on an empty street.

At this time, the street has no pedestrians, lanterns scattered hanging on both sides of the street, dim light.

See that dark place, stagger out of a person, slowly step by step to him, Shen Qingchen slightly frown.

When the man came out of the darkness, his appearance became clear gradually. He saw the man in blue and handsome step on the ground. His whole body smelled of wine. He was drunk.

And that appearance, impressively is the medicine of sleep deception.

Shen Qingchen's pupils shrank slightly and stepped forward quickly.

"Martial uncle, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm fine."

Mei deceives medicine to lower head, but suddenly sneer, end, added a sentence again, "probably..."

"Martial uncle..."

Shen Qingchen anxiously looks at the sleeping pill.

"Qing Chen, I can't forget him..."

He slowly lowered his head. Shen Qingchen had only seen this kind of medicine when a yuan died.

"Since you can't forget it, why don't you go and get him back?"

Shen Qingchen's light way.

Mei deceives medicine a Leng, raise a head, dull looking at Shen Qingchen.

"Kunlun Mountain, just give it to me."

For a moment, Shen Qingchen said word by word.

"But you..."

My face changed slightly.

"That's my job."

Shen Qingchen looked at the medicine, his face expressionless.

Meiyao looks at Shen Qingchen for a long time, and finally falls on Shen Qingchen's shoulder. He keeps saying, "I'm sorry Sorry I'm really sorry... "

"Don't apologize, martial uncle. You've never done anything wrong."

Shen Qingchen said in a soft voice, looking slowly into the distance.

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When Shen Qingchen came home, fenglingjue had already fallen asleep.

I don't know why, he suddenly wanted to see fenglingjue, so Shen Qingchen walked to the door of fenglingjue's room, then slowly pushed the door open, put light steps, walked in.

The room is very dark, there is no light, fenglingjue quietly lying on the bed, the room is quiet enough to hear the subtle snoring.

Shen Qingchen carefully went to the bedside and looked down at the face that was sleeping in the dark. His heart was tight. Then he slowly extended his hand and gently stroked the face.

A touch of cold fell from her skin. Fengling snorted, grabbed the hand, and then slowly opened her eyes. She was drowsy to Shen Qingchen's cold and deep eyes, and grinned, "what? Are you going to attack me

"Wake you up?"

Shen Qingchen light smile, as far as possible to lower the voice, soft mouth.

"Well, no, I happened to dream about you, too."

Feng Ling Jue rubs her face against Shen Qingchen's hands and smiles.

"What did you dream of me?"

Shen Qingchen bends down and squats beside the bed, absolutely seeing Feng Ling.

"I dreamt that you were walking in front of me in white. The more I called you, the more you walked. You refused to look back. It was really bad."

Feng Ling absolutely flat flat mouth, said to be disgusting teeth itch.

"Since you don't look back, how do you know it's me?"

Shen Qingchen looks at Feng lingjue deeply.

"Intuition."

Feng Ling Jue suddenly said, "I will never admit my mistake."Shen Qingchen did not answer, but laughed.

"Come up, you haven't slept with me for a long time."

Feng Ling Jue suddenly moved a seat, patted the empty seat on the bed and said with a smile.

"Good."

Shen Qingchen stood up and gently lay beside Feng lingjue.

Feng Ling Jue was stunned. He thought that Shen Qingchen had to grind it for a long time. Shen Qingchen agreed. Unexpectedly, she agreed so readily today, which made Feng Ling Jue not used to it.

Shen Qingchen lay down beside him. The faint smell of wine penetrated into Feng lingjue's nose. He turned over and lay on his side. He looked at Shen Qingchen straight and said, "have you drunk?"

"No

Shen Qingchen's face is expressionless and spits out two words calmly.

"Then why do you smell like wine?"

Feng Ling Jue frowned.

"In other people."

After a pause, Shen Qingchen said again.

"Who?"

Feng Ling sits up and stares down at Shen Qingchen.

"Don't think about it."

As soon as his slender arm was hooked, Shen Qingchen pressed fenglingjue back into his arms. Fenglingjue lay on Shen Qingchen's chest, and his shoulder was tightly held by Shen Qingchen. He could even hear Shen Qingchen's heartbeat clearly. A touch of red could not help climbing on his ear. When Shen Qingchen's hoarse voice floated down on his head, fenglingjue suddenly went down.

"What I like, want and miss, from the beginning to the end, you are the only one."

For a long time, the air seemed to be silent. Shen Qingchen suddenly opened his mouth again. The voice sounded in Feng lingjue's ear, and his heart fluttered.

"So don't think about it."

The hand that embraces Feng Ling Jue is tight again.

Hear this again obvious but of confession, Feng Ling absolutely can't help but blush, then timidly ordered to nod.

"Ah Ling..."

Shen Qingchen called him gently again.

Feng Ling Jue looks up.

Shen Qingchen held his face, gently fell a kiss on his forehead, and then, affectionately embraced him in his arms, attached him to Fengling Jue's ear, and slowly said, "I'm sorry..."

Feng Ling Jue's body was stiff.

Shen Qingchen pauses, hugs Feng lingjue hard, and his hands are full of blue tendons

"I like you..."

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