He was tired and bored in his heart.

Again, that's it!

Love what he loves, hate what he hates, and grieve what he grieves.

Joy, anger and sorrow are all dominated.

So, ah, he really doesn't like this little fool!

......

Ji Feixiu's dislike for Liang Wenxi has been for a long time.

Not only because of the 'one hair' and the 'whole body', not only because the fool is injured and affected, but also because his own preferences are easily influenced by the fool, so as to make some deaf and mental behavior.

If a person can't even control his own behavior, what is the meaning of life?

For example, at the moment, his brain twitched just now, and he wanted to ask angrily, and then bit on the little emperor's mouth, and only remembered it after the bite.

The little emperor's harem has raised a lot of pets, and there are different men to sleep with every night, and I don't know how many people have gnawed on this mouth.

He Ji Feixiu just looks a little prodigal, but he is still clean and self-conscious by nature.

And he's clean!

Ji Feixiu's mood was like riding a roller coaster, up and down, and finally he looked fierce and hostile to Liang Wenxi.

Stinky fool, it's dead!

But...... No, if the fool dies, he won't survive, or he will just get people out of the palace, and then locked up in a small black room?

Anyway, as long as the fool is alive, he can continue his life, and he won't have to worry about the other party's troubles.

But he thought again......

It's not like no one has done this thing in the little black house, but the end is quite miserable.

For example, Chu Liumu, the white-clothed national teacher of the Heavenly Pavilion, was the third day of the Seven Killings and Seven Evils.

Back then, Chu Liumu once attacked the fool Liang Wenxi, and later ...... Later, it was a history of blood and tears, so that now he can only indulge little fools.

"Tsk. ”

Ji Feixiu looked bored, he remembered the kiss just now, and his heart couldn't help but split.

Two voices tugged back and forth in his heart.

A voice was serious: This puppy's lips are quite good to kiss, and he wants to swallow it in one bite.

Another voice jumped like thunder: I'm sick to death! I must rinse my mouth a thousand times when I turn around, but I am disgusted, it's disgusting!

Zhou Yanqing sat in place, a deep and unfathomable look rising in his eyes.

The fool Liang asked Zhou Yanqing secretly.

Xiangxiang is not fragrant again, Xiangxiang is angry again, there is a bit of blood in Xiangxiang's aroma, is it Xiu Xiu who makes Xiangxiang unhappy?

The fool carefully tugged at the corners of his Xiangxiang's clothes, and then the two bruised and miserable injured hands picked up his Xiangxiang's little claws, put them to his lips and carefully blew two breaths.

"Xiangxiang is not angry, Xiangxiang is not beaten, otherwise his hands will hurt!"

Then he blew two more breaths on Zhou Yanqing's hand, looking innocent.

"Flying away in pain, Xiangxiang is happy?"

Zhou Yanqing was speechless.

She withdrew her little claws, and then slammed into the ground, closing in on the hotly clad fool across from her.

Is this criticism sick? Is the brain in water? Is this what to do?

There was anger in her eyes.

"You two dragons are fighting, what do you have to do with me?"

What is this criticism, is it a prop to retaliate against the fool Liang Wenxi?

Didn't respect her at all, didn't even treat her as a human being! When she couldn't see the contempt and contempt in his eyes?

He wants to kiss him, has he asked her opinion?

After he kissed him, he even made a look of disgust, like taking a bite of Yoneda Gong, when she was willing to be kissed by him?