Feng Qian was stunned, a flash of surprise flashed on his face, and then he smiled slightly: "No, I'm fine, what's wrong?" ”

Jun Moying's eyebrows tightened even tighter, the lines of his handsome side face were already tightened, his eyes stared at her deeply, and there was a dark color of worry and deep research in the depths of his dark ink pupils.

The four eyes were relative for a long time, and neither of them spoke again, one was puzzled with a smile, and the other sank like water with an inquiring face.

In the end, it was Feng Qian who was defeated first.

"Okay, okay, what are you doing?" She raised her hand around his neck and rubbed his face affectionately, her ears and temples grinding and settling to the extreme.

"Why is it so suspicious all day, I said it's okay, it's really okay. Doesn't this see that you dislike that little fox all day long, so I'm afraid that you will dislike me together? ”

She wriggled and kept burrowing into his arms, smiling and pursing her lips and kissing him a little on the corner of the lips.

Jun Moying sighed.

It's like nothing really happened.

But he knew it wasn't.

If you didn't know this little thing too well, and knew every detail of her expression when she was happy and sad, maybe she really got away with it.

In fact, she today is very similar to the previous time.

During the two nights he spent in Huazhang Palace, she was almost like this when she came back—smiling at him, smiling a little incomprehensibly. There was no smile in the depths of his eyes, and he was obviously very resistant to his embrace, but he passively had to bear that qiē, pretending to be very pandering, as if nothing had happened.

Perhaps the only difference is that her resistance today is not so obvious.

That **** is disgusted with him, he knows. And today, it doesn't seem to be disgust, and there is not so much resistance, just dazed and hesitant, surrounded by a strong breath of loss, which makes people feel distressed when they see it.

Speaking of which, it seems that this little thing is rare enough to really lose its temper.

In addition to undisguised disgust for some provocative women in the harem, she is very good to everyone, even to the minions, with a good temper and a smile all the time.

But he knew that she was very stubborn and had a very bad temper. But if she really provokes her, she won't stop without stabbing you all over the body.

However, at this moment, he hoped that she would lose her temper with him, even if she was so cold to him as she was last time.

If there is anything unpleasant in his heart, as long as she says it, he can make the unpleasant factor disappear completely.

Unfortunately, he had no idea what was wrong with her now.

Feng Qian waited for a long time and didn't see any reaction from him, he glanced at him suspiciously, but saw that the man's secluded phoenix eyes were full of complex depth, black as a cloud of ink that could not be erased.

At that moment, a slight sour feeling spread on the tip of the heart, gradually overflowing the entire heart and lungs.

Feng Qian took a deep breath and raised that bright smile again.

She craned her neck and smacked hard at the corner of his mouth.

"Since His Majesty the Emperor doesn't dislike me so much, then I will rub it up unceremoniously! You can't blame me for soiling your dragon robe when the time comes, you know? ”

Jun Moying lowered his eyes to look at her, held the back of her head and kissed her deeply.

"Well, I don't blame you. Even if Shallow crawls out of the mud, I will always hold on to it and will not let go. ”