Facing Fu Qingyun's speech about his forced marriage, Ling Lingqi rolled his eyes in his heart, and looked at him with a speechless emoji.

Fu Qingyun, you just seriously collapsed, do you know?

said that the gentle brother, why did he suddenly set up a boss?

Also, my Ah Yue will not marry a powerful man like you!

Ling Lingqi slowly retreated to the corner of the bed, his eyes glaring at Fu Qingyun with a leisurely expression.

An hour passed, Fu Qingyun was still motionless, lying on his side on the bed, propping his head, keeping his eyes staring at his wife and looking at the stunning beauty opposite.

Ling Lingqi, who was huddled in the corner of the bed, finally couldn't stand his burning gaze, and asked angrily, "Are you very idle?" ”

Fu Qingyun smiled and said, "No." ”

Ling Lingqi pressed the urge to fight the immortals, gritted his teeth and said, "Then why don't the emperor hurry up and go about your business?" ”

"My business now is to stay with you." Fu Qingyun stretched out his somewhat stiff limbs, and then turned his head to the immortals outside the hall and said, "Come in and serve." ”

Hearing the sound, the immortals held the gorgeous clothes and jewelry, walked into the dormitory neatly, bowed neatly and said, "Meet the emperor." ”

Fu Qingyun snorted, staring at "Feng Jiuyue" while giving an order: "You are so good to serve His Royal Highness the Emperor of Fox Mountain to bathe and change clothes. ”

"Yes!" The immortals bowed down to receive the order.

As soon as Fu Qingyun got out of bed, the immortals surrounded Ling Lingqi with a smile.

Ling Lingqi suddenly felt bad, and immediately clasped his arms with his hands, and said with a frightened gaze: "I tell you, don't mess around." ”

The immortals replied to her tacitly: "Your Royal Highness the Emperor, please rest assured, we will not mess around." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ling Lingqi was grabbed by the immortals one after another, and then held it high in his hand and carried it into the bath behind the dormitory like a pig.

Soon, Ling Lingqi's serial screams came from inside the bath.

"Help! Don't rip off my clothes! ”

"Hey, hey! Don't touch around! ”

"Mom! What are you doing with such a big brush? Are you going to brush my floor?! ”

"This little fairy, please don't press my feet again, hahaha!"

"I'm a good girl! It's not fried fritters in the pot, why are you smearing so much essential oil on my hair! ”

Listening to the non-stop chattering voice, Fu Qingyun put down the book in his hand, couldn't help but grin, and laughed.

If she knew that this would make her feel relaxed, she should have let the immortals come in and serve earlier.

It had been a long time since he had heard Feng Jiujiu laugh so happily.

After tossing and turning, Ling Lingqi wore a set of cyan gauze skirts, and under the push and pull of a group of immortals, he came to Fu Qingyun fragrantly.

Fu Qingyun held a Liuyun green hairpin and inserted it into the bun of "Feng Jiuyue", and said with great satisfaction: "It really suits you very well." ”

Ling Lingqi raised his blue eyes depressedly, and the villain in his heart shouted: Straight male aesthetics! Not at all!

If it weren't for the fear that Fu Qingyun would know that she was not Feng Jiuyue, and ruthlessly kicked her from the heavenly realm to the world, and fell to pieces, she would have turned her face now and hurriedly pulled her legs away.

Fu Qingyun lowered his body slightly, and said in a warm voice: "September, go out for a walk with me, okay?" ”

Ling Lingqi was about to say no, but Fu Qingyun took the initiative to take her right hand and strode in the direction of the outside of the dormitory, not allowing her to refuse him for half a point.