Jiang Ming made Ah Feng's hair a little messy because he picked the bead flowers on Ah Feng's hair.

Not only did he not give Ah Feng his hair well, but instead wrapped a strand of hair between his fingers with his fingers, playing with a little fun.

Ah Feng didn't like people playing with his hair, so he hit him with his hand: "Let go, bring it." Don't try to persuade me, no one in the world understands better than me whether the emperor cares about me or not. ”

"I don't want to say any reason, as long as the truth is positive and negative, it depends on which truth you need - I understood this matter a few years ago, you don't use reason to coax me."

Jiang Ming smiled: "It's really stingy, my hair is also played with for you." As he spoke, he grabbed Ah Feng's hand.

This is not the first time he has had a "skin-to-skin relationship" with Ah Feng, but there were things before that he didn't do it intentionally: taking her on a horse, and galloping with her, etc.

Anyway, in short, if Ah Feng can give himself a reason, he can not think about whether Jiang Ming is too Meng Lang.

But now Jiang Ming grabbed Ah Feng's hand for no reason, which made Ah Feng's heart tighten slightly, and his face turned red: the feeling brought by the contact between the two of them was different from the previous one.

Jiang Ming saw Ah Feng's face flush, and actually lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "It's so slippery." ”

Ah Feng was already shy, but thinking that Jiang Ming and her were an unmarried couple, it seemed that holding hands was not a big deal: if she reprimanded Jiang Ming for this, would it seem that she was too trivial?

Unexpectedly, while she was still thinking about it, Jiang Ming actually blew a hot breath in her ear, and the breath blew through her ear, through her neck and into her clothes.

Hot.

I don't know why it's just a breath, but it makes Ah Feng feel the heat of the scorching summer.

Hearing his joke again, Ah Feng hit him without thinking about it: she didn't have any grudge against Jiang Ming, and she was ashamed to start beating people, so naturally she wouldn't use too much force.

It's just that she didn't expect it, and when she raised her arm slightly, her head naturally deviated slightly, and her earlobe touched Jiang Ming's lips!

Jiang Ming was originally just teasing Ah Feng, but when Ah Feng was slightly angry and annoyed, he was so fresh and cute: Ah Feng when he didn't talk or laugh, as if he was carrying a thousand catties of weight on his shoulders.

The old one made his heart astringent, and he didn't like it. He likes Ah Feng to laugh, and he likes Ah Feng to express his feelings directly without suppression.

can swear to the sky, he really doesn't want to be light.

The earlobe was already in front of his eyes, shining a little crystal in the sun, and the skin was translucent, like a treasure like jade. Jiang Ming knew very well that when he saw that earlobe, his heart was really a little itchy.

He is a general with extremely good self-control, so he is excited, and he still plans to look up after speaking: the next thing is to look at Ah Feng's slightly annoyed look.

But when he was about to look up, the earlobe, which was extremely cute in his eyes, touched his lips without a hint of warning.

Soft.

Slippery.

Sweet.

……

In that moment, a lot of feelings flashed through his heart, and he couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, but it was really beautiful, very beautiful.

It was so beautiful that he couldn't help but want to go over again when the warmth was about to leave.

If it hadn't been for the palm that flashed, he didn't know if he would have been able to control himself next.

Jiang Ming suddenly felt that he was wearing a little too many clothes today, as if the clothes were also a little heavy, and his body was actually a little tired: he was a little anxious to breathe.

It was only after practicing martial arts that he became short of breath.

Ah Feng's palm flew towards him, of course he felt it. In fact, that white and tender palm, he could block it by raising his arm slightly.

Or you can dodge it with a slight tilt of your head: a person who practices martial arts, and a person who rushes out in the midst of thousands of troops, how can he be lightly beaten by someone?

But Jiang Ming didn't dodge, didn't block, didn't look up, and let that little hand fall on his face!

There was no sound. Because Ah Feng didn't think about really using force at all, not to mention that when her earlobe was pressed to Jiang Ming's lips, she felt that a raging fire suddenly ignited in her heart.

Her hands and feet were soft when she burned, and the strength she used was gone.

But the hottest part of her body is not her heart, but her earlobes, as if she was burned by fire, but it is not a painful feeling, and it is just numb when it reaches her heart.

A man's face cannot be beaten.

This sentence is known to many people, especially women: you can quarrel with men, you can also quarrel with men, and you can even fight with men.

It's just that you can't slap a man in the face.

Ah Feng forgot to withdraw his hand after the beating, and his heart was blurred: there was a tingling sensation caused by the earlobe, and the shock that hit Jiang Ming's face.

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up slightly.

The little hand was soft and boneless, and it was better to say that she was beating herself than to just touch him: pain? No, no, he just felt so comfortable on his face.

He gently blew into Ah Feng's ear again, this time it was really blowing: the heat that Ah Feng felt just now was just brought out by his words.

After blowing, he whispered softly in Ah Feng's ear: "Your Highness, I don't mind you touching the minister's face, but the blue sky is white, isn't it not good?" ”

Ah Feng exclaimed "Ah" in surprise, and quickly withdrew his hand on Jiang Ming's face.

It's really embarrassing, beating someone is beating someone, whether it hurts or not, put it aside, and put your hand on someone's face after the beating?

Even if that face is beautiful, she can't be so ashamed. She, but the eldest princess of the dynasty.

After taking a few steps back, she dared to look at Jiang Ming: In fact, it would be best if she didn't look at it, but if she didn't even dare to look at it, it would be too weak for her identity as the princess of Ningguo.

"Y-What are you doing?!" Originally, I wanted to say something that could reflect the dignity of Her Royal Highness the princess, but the exit was something that ordinary women would say.

And it seems that she is so weak. As soon as the words came out, Ah Feng wanted to bite off his tongue, and he was really embarrassed to go home.

Jiang Ming stretched out his hand: "Your Highness, you have touched and touched, you don't want to be irresponsible to the minister with such a sentence, right?" ”

Ah Feng's eyebrows fell when he heard this, and he kicked out: "You, dare to say it." ”

Jiang Ming still didn't hide, and let Ah Feng kick him; He was really afraid that his body was too hard to practice martial arts, and he would be kicked to the bone by Ah Feng or something, which would make Ah Feng's feet hurt too much, and he deliberately put the fleshy place towards Ah Feng's feet.

"Your Highness, you don't want to kill people, do you?" He waved his hands: "The minister swears that he will never talk nonsense, and he will not say it when he sees people, as long as His Highness is willing to be responsible." ”

"You must know that the minister has been guarding himself for many years......"

Seeing that he didn't hide, Ah Feng knew that he was doing this on purpose, and he was still angry in his heart, but his subordinates somehow became much lighter, and finally found that whether he kicked or hit, it was just an itch for Jiang Ming.

She stretched out her hand and twisted Jiang Ming's ear: "Jiang Ming! ”

"Minister, here!" Jiang Ming bent down so that Ah Feng didn't have to bother when he twisted his ears: "Your Highness touches the minister's ear, and the minister won't say a word." ”