After the afterglow of the high tide, Jun Moying hugged the small thing that had not yet recovered in his arms, the corners of his mouth were arcy and elegant, and his eyes were so soft that they were about to drip water.

The dry and warm palm brushed her little face, and it seemed that she was very serious about her slightly messy hair, but when she had just finished the haircut, she used the end of her hair to sweep her face, itching so much that Feng Qian hummed.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Qian glared at the hungry face in front of him dissatisfied, and now his only thought was to scratch him to death, scratch him to death!

It's a pity that she is weak in any word now, with a soft and flattering attitude all over her body, seeing that Jun Moying's mouth is dry, she almost couldn't help but pull her again.

"Don't talk." The hoarse and suppressed voice was not much better than hers.

Jun Moying finally didn't tease her anymore, otherwise if she continued, she would have to have something happen again.

He slowly and leisurely straightened her messy clothes, and was so angry that Feng Qian suddenly raised his weak hand to pull his robe.

Jun Moying was stunned for a moment, and looked at her inexplicably, "Do you still want it?" ”

"I want you big-headed ghost!"

Feng Qian wanted to cry without tears, and when she saw that the clothes on her body were not only messy, but there were also some places that were torn because of his unrestrained movements, but he was a well-dressed and refreshed appearance, she couldn't wait to tear all the clothes on his body!

Clothes, crowns, birds, beasts!

Jun Moying smiled lowly, slapped away her little hand, and the slightly raised phoenix eyes were full of evil charm, "Don't tease me, otherwise don't blame me for not piping on the jade." ”

Feng Qian rolled his eyes and sneered: "You made me like this, how do you want me to get out?" Aren't you afraid that others will say that your emperor doesn't do serious things in the imperial study during the day? ”

"Huh?" Jun Moying raised her eyebrows, her eyes revealing a bit of innocence, "Why didn't you do anything serious?" Didn't I do it all? ”

Feng Qian covered his chest, and only then did he stop the urge to vomit blood.

"What kind of serious business are you! It's clearly daytime prostitution, and it's extremely bad! ”

"I just don't want to waste the hard work you've put in to find me."

After tying the last button on her body, she found that the dress was still torn, and even showed a bit of indulgence and chaos.

Of course, such a thing as immorality is not within Jun Moying's consideration, he just doesn't want anyone other than him to see such a sultry appearance of a small thing.

Feng Qian couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he saw him staring at him seriously thinking, and a hint of a bad premonition flashed in his heart.

Why did she always feel so ill-intentioned in this look?

Sure enough, as she expected, in the next second, Jun Moying casually pulled a spare dragon robe in the imperial study, and covered her without thinking, and her handsome face naturally did not change in the slightest.

The wide dragon robe almost covered Feng Qian's entire small body, leaving only a small head.

Feng Qian's heart chuckled and chuckled, as if there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping inside.

But now she was so surprised that she couldn't even open her mouth, let alone question him.

It wasn't until the moment the man stepped out of the imperial study with her in his arms that she suppressed her voice and roared: "Jun Moying, are you crazy?" "(Wuzhou Chinese Channel) "Pet Crown Six Palaces: The Emperor's Delicate Imperial Princess" only represents the author's view of Yan Ruocheng, if you find that its content violates the national law, please delete it immediately, and our position is committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. [Thank you!] 】