Chapter 17: What Are You Smiling At?

She stood up and walked over to the bed, pounced on it, burying her whole face in the bed.

Suddenly, there was a dull pain in his head, Feng Nuanyang covered his head and looked behind him dissatisfied, and sat there.

"What do you do?" Feng Nuanyang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was so dazzling.

"If you want a man, you will leave him, why do you look like you want to die?" His eyes were full of disdain.

"Who said that this girl misses a man!" was told the central matter, Feng Nuanyang was a little angry, his cheeks were slightly red, and he glared fiercely at the 'man' who was a head shorter than himself.

Ignoring her murderous gaze, Hades picked up an apple on the table and took a bite, throwing the other at her by the way.

Feng Nuanyang looked at the red apple that fell on the bed, then looked at the boy who was gnawing on his own, and struggled to sit up, "Is your wound okay?" ”

His face is a little ruddy these days, but he didn't let her take any more medicine, probably because he was shy, this little brat!

The corners of his mouth froze, and he looked at her fair and true face in the dim light, and her dark eyes were shining, shining like obsidian, and suddenly he felt a strange look in his heart, lowered his eyes and reached into his clothes, took out a porcelain bottle and threw it to her: "Wipe this." ”

There was a faint pain in his knees due to the grinding of the skin of Xuewu, Feng Nuanyang held the bottle in his hand, looked at his uncomfortable face, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "Thank you." ”

Then she thought of something, she stood up and picked up a seat next to him, sat down with him, and then dragged her chin to look at him: "Do you say I look like such a hungry woman?" She was very depressed, after all, although the original owner had a bad reputation, her face was pure, why did that Shu Changzhi want to dedicate herself to her?

From her point of view, you can look at his tight face, as well as the distinctive facial features, and the strange bright red of the lips infected by apple juice, I don't know which woman can be his wife in the future? Although the cold is a little colder, there are some boring, but she will care about people, she looked at the porcelain bottle in the palm of her hand, and her heart was indescribably warm, this is probably the first person to care about herself after crossing.

"What are you smirking at?" Shen Qianjue looked at the woman who had a resentful face just now, and now she was inexplicably smirking, the corners of her mouth twitched a little, he had lived all these years, but he didn't know that women were so strange.

Feng Nuanyang carefully put away the porcelain vase, then held the shoulders of Ming Qianjue with both hands, and brought his face closer, the two of them were only one centimeter, and Ying Qianjue wanted to avoid her claws uncomfortably, but she was forced to suppress it: "Don't move!" ”

"Tsk, you look so good, if I were really hungry, I would have done you a long time ago, and raised you so white and tender." She put down her hand, and when she was stiff and stunned, she took a bite of the apple he gave her: "I really don't know what those people look at!" In the past ten days since she came through, although she has not been in contact with them, the strange eyes of the maid in the house always make her uncomfortable, she has obviously changed so much, and no one has noticed!

She didn't know that the Fengyuan Dynasty was inferior to men and women, although she was a princess, it was a fact that she had two men by her side, and outsiders would not care if anything substantive happened to her.

After biting the apple in his hand, he threw away the apple core and stood up: "There is that idle man who is worried about these and some of them, it is better to put your mind on learning martial arts, you haven't finished squatting today, remember to continue tomorrow!" ”

Feng Nuanyang's originally tangled face instantly became bitter, "Master, can you have less?" "Let her squat for five hours a day, do this most of the day, she looks at her body, she is sixteen.