Chapter 282: Let Me Feed You with My Mouth?
For a while, I watched Mo Fengwu's little mouth open and close, and it didn't stop.
Di Jing listened at first, but the more she listened, the more she frowned, and finally couldn't help but interrupt her and said:
"How do you know so well?"
Mo Fengwu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly rolled her eyes.
"Are you still listening?"
“…… Never mind. ”
"Cut!"
Mo Fengwu pouted, then slumped into the chair.
"Anyway, you can do it yourself. But I have good news here, would you like to hear it? ”
Di Jing, who was still gloomy, had just been nagged by Mo Fengwu, but his anger dissipated a lot at this time.
Wen Yan glanced at her and said, "What's the matter?" ”
"It's just ......" Speaking of this, Mo Fengwu suddenly paused, and then looked at Di Jing with slightly raised phoenix eyes, and said, "Hey, after talking for a long time, my throat is dry......
Di Jing frowned, then was silent for a while, and finally picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, and put it heavily in front of Mo Fengwu.
"Ouch, my hand hurts again......"
Di Jing: "......"
If time could be turned back, Di Jing would not pour the cup of tea just now, but directly throw the teapot outside.
At this time, looking at someone opposite, who was pretending to be hypocritical, Di Jing felt his temples jump suddenly.
Forcibly endured at the moment, picked up the teacup, and handed it to Mo Fengwu.
"How can I drink if you take it so far?"
As she spoke, Mo Fengwu pursed her lips, obviously signaling for Di Jing to feed her.
Di Jing, who was already forbearing, blew up all of a sudden.
Put the teacup on the table right now...... But at the moment of falling, I only heard someone say slowly:
"Hey, I've been flipping through the books for an afternoon, and I've lost all my eyes. As a result, some people are not grateful, and they don't even give a cup of tea...... Forget it, I'd better go, the province is an eyesore to stay here. ”
As he spoke, Mo Feng Wujing stood up. But the moment he turned around, he was pulled back by Di Jing.
At the same time, he picked up the teacup on the table and poured it directly into Mo Fengwu's mouth.
"Can you say that now?!"
"Can't!" Mo Fengwu's eyes widened, "What about you filling pigs?" ”
Di Jing had a cold face and stared at Mo Fengwu for a while. Then he poured another cup and handed it to Mo Fengwu's mouth.
But Mo Fengwu twisted his head instantly, indicating that he refused to cooperate.
"Do you even drink?"
Mo Fengwu was silent.
"Is it possible, let me feed you with my mouth?"
Mo Fengwu raised his eyebrows in an instant, glanced at Emperor Jing with slanted eyes, and then said disdainfully:
"Just you? Pull it down! If you want, I still think you have bad breath! Besides, it's your pretentiousness...... Hmmm......"
As far as Di Jing's virtue is concerned, she knows too well.
Hypocritical and turtle hair, I don't want to pour a glass of water, and I still feed it with my mouth? It's hilarious!
Unexpectedly, before she could finish speaking, she saw the man in front of her suddenly narrowing his eyes, and then poured the water in the teacup into his mouth, and then pulled Mo Fengwu and directly pasted it on her lips!
Soft, cool lips pressed against her mouth. Something, prying open her lips and teeth, and immediately after, a stream of warm tea poured in.
Mo Fengwu's eyes widened, staring straight at the enlarged handsome face in front of her, and she forgot to react for a while.
It wasn't until a while, when the tea in her mouth entered and drained down her throat, that someone finally let go of her hand and left her lips at the same time.
Looking at each other, in the room, a needle drop can be heard.