Chapter 67: Wash Your Saliva Away from the King!
Maybe Si Chen didn't expect that Feng Qi would rush up directly and push him back, completely defenseless, so Feng Qi pushed him back to the bed with one hand.
Feng Qi's sudden move made Si Chen very dissatisfied, and he said angrily: "What are you doing!" ”
Angry?
Feng Qi was in a hurry for a while, and he didn't care about his identity at all.
But she is a good heart after all!
Looking at his angry eyes, Feng Qi's little temper surged upward.
She immediately looked at Si Chen with a smile, and said softly: "Your wound is injured by a vine demon, you must wipe it carefully, you must not be sloppy, I just made a rude move in a hurry, you have a large number of adults, you will definitely not get along with 'a female stream'!" ”
When Feng Qi said that he was a female streamer, he deliberately accentuated his tone.
Sure enough, after Feng Qi's soft words, the displeasure in Si Chen's eyes calmed down a lot.
Seeing this, Feng Qi hurriedly soaked his hand towel.
Looking at the shocking scars on his body, Feng Qi's pair of eyes shone brightly, and he secretly thought in his heart: Originally, I wanted to make a difference, but for the sake of your majesty just now, this girl will give you two more points!
When the handkerchief fell on the scar, Si Chen felt obvious pain, and couldn't help frowning.
Seeing this, Feng Qi comforted: "Your Highness, is it painful?" I'll be a little lighter. ”
Female streamers, not enough to say to others?
Aunt Ben wants you to know that straight men know that women can also have a lot of weight!
The force on Feng Qi's hand increased again.
Si Chen hissed in pain, sat up from the bed, and glared at Feng Qi: "Get out!" ”
"Your Highness, I haven't finished wiping it yet."
"Get out!"
As he spoke, Si Chen snatched the handkerchief from Feng Qi's hand, as if he was going to come by himself.
Just when Feng Qi was about to speak again, he saw Si Chen turn around, take out Fang Cai's dark coat from under the quilt, and throw it on her unceremoniously.
"Wash your saliva off to this king!"
Originally, because of bullying Si Chen, when he heard this, Feng Qi was embarrassed all of a sudden.
"Wash it, wash it, why are you so fierce?"
Seeing someone flying with a knife-like look, Feng Qi suddenly closed his mouth, took the saliva-stained coat, and walked out of the bedroom in a gray manner.
Under the guidance of the maid, Feng Qi came to the bathroom next to the stable.
"Miss Fengqi, this dress is still a slave to wash."
Feng Qi hugged his clothes tightly and hurriedly said, "No, no, you go and do the rest, I'll wash this one!" ”
The maid couldn't resist Fengqi, so she had to give up.
Feng Qi was washing his clothes alone in the courtyard outside the washroom, when he suddenly heard the neighing of horses.
"Tsk, isn't this Fengqi?"
Feng Qi frowned, and looked along the source of the sound, and at this position, he could just see the jujube red horse tethered to the stable.
"I used to ride with King Chen, how did I become a maid now?"
Feng Qi put down the clothes in his hand and looked at the jujube red horse.
She was deflated by Si Chen, and she was worried that she had nowhere to vent her anger!
Zao Hongma was completely unaware of his situation, and continued to speak coldly.
"It stands to reason that demons who can cultivate into human form are good at the art of charm, how did you end up in this field? Hey, waste wood is waste wood. ”
Feng Qi narrowed his eyes and laughed twice.
The laughter was a little chilling.
The jujube red horse immediately became vigilant: "You...... What are you laughing at? ”