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Chapter 148 The pain of loss of face

Chapter 148: The face is gone and the pain is not to be reborn

What...what isn't difficult?

Wen Moyan felt that she was not smart enough.

Shuang Feichen slowly closed his arms, hugged Wen Moyan tightly, and continued, "Yan'er, I have always been a word of the word and never lost my trust in others, but today, I want to break my trust in you, I wonder if you can

Forgive me."

Wen Moyan couldn't understand Shuang Feichen's words, and she didn't know where to put her eyes.

Close your eyes, it is inappropriate after all, as if you are waiting for a kiss.

He lowered his head and just looked at Shuang Feichen's face. Then it would be not certain that she could say anything.

Don't open your face, and it seems like I don't want to listen to Shuang Feichen's speech. If he angers this guy, will he strangle her to death in anger?

Wen Moyan felt that she had never been so helpless.

Shuangfeichen was not angry when she saw that she did not respond, but she was a little disappointed.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Do you understand what I mean, right?"

Wen Moyan wanted to say that she didn't understand, but before she could speak, her stomach started to scream.

Guru...

The ambiguous atmosphere became a little awkward.

Shuangfei lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Moyan's stomach, then smiled and said, "Didn't you just tell Butler Dong that you are not hungry?"

Wen Moyan quickly stood up from Shuang Feichen's legs, lowered his head, and said embarrassedly: "That...that was just now, now now!"

Shuangfeichen shook his head, and seemed helpless about Wen Moyan's words and feelings.

He sighed slightly and said, "Come, I will pass on the meal."

...

After dinner, the shower session that Shuang Feichen most looked forward to.

Wen Moyan prepared everything, and frost didn't sink and entered the bathtub.

But he stood in the bathtub and did not sit down.

Wen Moyan looked at him, then lowered his head and asked, "Why haven't the prince been sitting in?"

Shuang Feichen put his hands on his hips, put his upper body naked, looked down at his white underwear, and responded: "I am wondering whether wearing underwear will affect the treatment effect."

Wen Moyan was slightly stunned, then blushed and said, "No...No."

"Really not?" Shuang Feichen held his hands on the edge of the bathtub and looked down at her.

Wen Moyan buried her head lower and said confidently: "It really... it really won't."

Shuang Feichen curled his lips and smiled, sat in the bathtub, and said, "It's fine if it doesn't. This is not my own business after all."

Um?

What? What does it mean?

Wen Moyan looked at Shuang Feichen in surprise, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

However, Shuang Feichen just smiled slightly, then sat in the bathtub, not seeming to feel that there was anything wrong with what he said just now.

Wen Moyan was embarrassed to delve into it. What if she was thinking too much?

The two began to have a tacit silence.

Shuang Feichen leaned against the edge of the bathtub, slowly closed her eyes, and her face turned from white to red.

Wen Moyan knew that he was not enjoying the warm soaking, but resisting the rise in body temperature.

Wen Moyan scooped up a scoop of water and sprinkled it on Shin Feishen's shoulders. He opened his mouth to comfort him and said, "Hot water can promote better absorption of medicinal properties, but if the prince feels it is really uncomfortable, you can tell me that I will find a way to reduce the water.

The temperature.”

Shuang Feichen did not open his eyes, and only said hoarsely: "It's okay, I just want to know what kind of pain you said before will be?"

Before starting to detoxify, Wen Moyan asked Shuang Feichen to make a choice.

One is that the detoxification speed is slow, but the pain is small.

The other one is the one in front of you, which is said to be fast but has great pain.

The last time the detoxification was interrupted, so Shuang Feichen had not yet felt the pain, and was a little curious now.

Wen Moyan's action of pouring water did not stop, but said, "Everyone has different ability to bear it. Perhaps the prince doesn't feel it too painful, maybe after taking a bath tonight, the prince should be able to feel it.

.”

Shuangfeichen smiled and said, "Okay, then you must pay attention to me tonight and don't let me die in pain."

Wen Moyan paused slightly. The meaning of Shuang was not the inside and outside of the words was clearly to sleep here.

Wen Moyan felt that her heart was beating a little fast, but she was not worried because she knew that frost was not dried tonight and she would definitely leave!

...

After soaking for half an hour, Frost Feichen found that the water in the bathtub became very turbid and brown, which was definitely not just the color of the medicinal materials.

Wen Moyan saw Shuang Feichen's puzzled expression, and quickly turned his face away. While sorting out the remaining medicinal materials, he said: "There are pores on humans, and toxins are slowly eliminated from the pores. The prince now feels that he can bear the hot water.

Isn't it much better?"

If you don’t say it, you won’t feel that Wen Moyan said this, Shuang Feichen really felt that it was not that uncomfortable.

Wen Moyan continued: "I will ask the Qingyue Guard to change a bucket of water, and the prince will wash it with clean water and it will come out."

Shuang Feichen nodded and responded.

Shuangfeichen cleaned up himself and walked out of his ear room to find that Wen Moyan had actually been lying down and asleep.

She lay obediently on the inside of the bed, covering the quilt from head to toe, leaving only half of the bed for him.

Shuang Feichen felt a little funny. He walked to the bed and sat down, reached out to pull the quilt on Wen Moyan's body, and said, "What are you doing if you cover it so tightly? You are not afraid of holding it in your mouth."

Wen Moyan's muffled voice came from the quilt: "No... it's okay."

Shuang Feichen said helplessly: "Then you wrap the quilt tightly alone, what should I do?"

Wen Moyan, hiding in the quilt, widening her eyes and wondering if this person still wants to cover her with a quilt?

How can that work?

Wen Moyan said with an awkward expression: "No...you can't build the same bed."

Shuang Feichen chuckled and said, "Why? You and I are husband and wife!"

Without waiting for Wen Moyan to answer, Shuang Feichen suddenly felt a sensation of colic in his abdomen, and then the air flow surging.

When he realized what was going to happen, it was too late to stop it.

puff--

A loud stinky fart broke the quiet atmosphere and destroyed the beautiful thoughts of Shuang Feichen.

"This..." Shuang Feichen hurriedly stood up from the bed, and his whole body froze in embarrassment.

However, there is something even more embarrassing next, and a series of farts can't help it.

Shuangfeichen hurriedly grabbed the door and rushed towards the cottage.

Wen Moyan, hiding in the quilt, said with some amusement: "Even if it is a couple, I can't smell your stinky fart!"

It turns out that this is the pain that Wen Moyan said!

Sure enough... it was indeed very painful.

All face is lost, and I feel in pain!

When Shuang Feichen came out of the cottage for the seventh time, his legs were already weak.

He looked at the location of Qingfangyuan and gritted his teeth and said, "Wen Moyan, you did it on purpose! Please wait for me!"

No matter how cold the prince is, he can't stop the warm father
Chapter completed!
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