Although he hated Feng Lan's poisonous tongue, he quickly put the unhappiness behind him.

Her voice couldn't help but be a little higher.

Due to the close proximity, Feng Lan could clearly smell the breath on Dizun's body.

Feng Lan is in Beiqing, although he became famous as a teenager and has won the love of countless people, but the women he has really come into contact with are only two women, Empress Qingshuang and Qingfeng.

After he woke up, the empress summoned him to the palace many times, and the empress also had several more intimate actions.

But every time she got closer, Feng Lan would smell a strong aroma of fat powder, and that aroma made him dizzy, and subconsciously asked him to avoid it.

But when you are with the earth, it is different.

On Dizun's body, there is no woman's usual smell of fat powder, but there is a warm aroma.

That aroma, very familiar, made Feng Lan's heart soften a little bit.

Unconsciously, he got a little closer, trying to smell what this aroma was.

His gaze moved upwards as well, and then landed on Earth's lips.

Only then did he notice that although this woman's face was withered and now wrapped in gauze, her lips were very beautiful.

It's like a small ingot, without grease powder, but it is red and gorgeous, exuding an attractive luster, which makes people can't help but want to kiss it, and the taste must be very delicious.

Kiss...... Feng Lan was taken aback by this thought.

He actually had such a messy thought about this fierce and ugly woman.

Could it be that he hasn't tasted a woman for too long, and he is so hungry and thirsty that he has thoughts about such a woman with no face and no figure?

After knowing that he had married Qingfeng, Feng Lan still had some changes psychologically.

Although Qingfeng is dead, and there are many people in the court who ask him to remarry his wife, Feng Lan has never moved that thought, and as for the specific reason, Feng Lan can't say.

Feng Lan was thinking about things there, and Dizun didn't notice it at all.

She spoke again, but she didn't know that Feng Lan wasn't listening at all.

This study is used by Feng Xin on weekdays.

Ye Lingyue was afraid that he would be cold in winter, so he ordered someone to prepare enough stoves, so the study room was much drier than other places in the City Lord's Mansion.

Dizun talked for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel a little dry, and he was ready to grab the tea on the side and wanted to take a sip.

Before she could reach out her hand, a teacup had already been delivered to her.

Dizun was stunned, and when he raised his head, he met Feng Lan's eyes.

Dizun was stunned for a moment, and a trace of strangeness flashed in her heart, and she couldn't help but think about the time when she and Feng Lan were newly married.

At that time, Feng Lan loved her very much, every time she was coquettish and thirsty, just a look, Feng Lan would obediently send water.

Feng Lan was also stunned, he didn't know what was going on with him, he was afraid that he had never done it in his life.

Feng Lan couldn't help but blush, and the tea that had already been handed to Dizun suddenly shrank back and took a few big sips.

When Dizun saw it, his face under the gauze changed.

She is so stupid, how can she forget, how can Feng Lan be so considerate to her now.

Not only did he forget her, but he thought that she had deceived him and insisted on marrying him.

Thinking of this, Dizun was so angry that her teeth itched, she grabbed the teapot on the side, and poured a few sips of tea directly into her mouth without using a cup.

I didn't know that I was too anxious, and the tea was too hot, so I choked a few sips.

The hot water scalded Dizun's mouth, Dizun couldn't help but stick out his tongue, his mouth was ** spicy, and the teapot was snatched away.

"You woman, why don't you look like a woman at all, how can anyone drink tea like you. Seeing this, Feng Lan was angry for no reason, he threw the teapot on the ground and pulled it over Dizun, to check if she was hot.

In my mind, a scene suddenly flashed, the scene from many years ago, extremely fast but extremely clear.

It was also a winter day, and he and Qingshuang were listening to a lecture by the Taibao.

In the imperial study, a red-faced figure suddenly rushed in.

The man's face was dirty, and his skirt was full of snow chips, and as soon as she rushed in, she grabbed the teapot without any image, and poured a few sips of tea, because she was in too much of a hurry, she choked several sips.

"It's delicious, and sure enough, the chrysanthemum tea in the imperial study is the most delicious. After Xiao Qingfeng took a few sips of tea, his little face was full of satisfaction.

"Qingfeng, are you a woman or not, where is there a woman who drinks tea like you!" Xian Fenglan on the side rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly.

A fragment of memory, frozen in a moment.

Feng Lan was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly looked back.

The teapot had shattered to the ground, the tea inside flowed out, and a few tribute chrysanthemums were sprinkled on the ground.

Dizun's hand was still tightly grasped by Feng Lan.

The temperature on the man's palm was like a scorching person, and Dizun was busy trying to break free, but he was held by Feng Lan to death.

His dark eyes stared at Dizun with inexplicable meaning, as if he wanted to see her through.

"Feng Lan, what are you crazy about, you scratched me. Dizun said, frowning.

Feng Lan's hand was holding the back of her hand that was spilled by hot water, and the back of her hand was already red.

Feng Lan noticed that the hands he was holding had been transformed by Nirvana, and the hands after reskinning were crystal clear, with ten slender fingers, which were very beautiful, but at this moment, they were red because of the burns.

Feng Lan frowned, let go of her hand, turned around and walked out of the study.

"Damn Feng Lan. Seeing him leave indifferently, a red light surged in his eyes, he stomped his feet, and then looked at the mess in the study, and squatted down to clean up.

"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" Tianzun walked in quickly.

He saw Feng Xin and Yan Jiu in the mercenary alliance earlier, and said casually, in the next few days, Feng Lan's affairs will be temporarily handed over to Dizun.

Tianzun couldn't let Feng Lan and Dizun be alone in private, so he hurriedly came over.

As soon as he came, he saw that Dizun's hands were red and his clothes were wet.

He hurriedly took out the wound medicine and applied it to Dizun.

"Your clothes are also wet, go back to your room and change your clothes first. If you don't want to face Feng Lan, I'll teach him. ”

Tianzun and Earthly Venerable walked out of the study.

Until he was far away, Feng Lan walked out from the side.

Superfluous, everything he did was really redundant.

Woman, he doesn't need to care about it at all...... It wasn't his turn to care.

I knew that he had some wound medicine by his side, such as bone-setting medicine and burn medicine.

Feng Lan stood outside the door, saw this scene, pursed her lips, didn't say a word, and threw out the scalding medicine in her hand.

After throwing it out, Feng Lan returned to the study in a huff.

Seeing the teapot on the ground, he frowned.

Dizun ...... Who is she and why every time he gets close to her, he always has some inexplicable actions.