"Your Majesty. Sorry, this is my own underwear."

Fenghua smiled slightly.

A hint of playfulness flies in the lazy tone.

Especially the sound of "Emperor", when Feng Chaoge's ears, he felt extremely sarcastic and ridiculous.

At the same time, it also made his face slightly warm.

...She seemed to be right.

This is indeed her body, so her underpants are naturally her own.

She took off her own...

There is really nothing wrong with it.

Instead, he was too excited.

But now-

Isn’t it just that he, Feng Chaoge, was disconnected from Hua Yunluo…?

It's really harmonious and weird.

He always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.

His Majesty the Emperor's heart was faintly on the verge of collapse.

But Fenghua's movements are slow and extremely slow.

It's not like taking off your underwear, but it's like a psychological tug-of-war, with a slight torture deliberate feeling.

Although I don’t know what Fenghua takes off his... no, what she wants to do in her own underwear.

However, no matter how good the psychological quality of His Majesty the Emperor is, he cannot withstand such double tortures from both psychological and physical aspects.

Feng Chaoge groaned faintly and couldn't help but urge him: "If you want to take off, take off as soon as possible, can you be as happy as a man?"

As you wish, the emperor.

Fenghua smiled expressionlessly, turned his wrist and said, "Tear--"

“…”

The clothes and flesh quickly separated in an instant, and the wound that seemed to be worse and worse suddenly appeared and blood immediately washed away the powder on it...

Do you know what the pain of mass wall separation is?

What His Majesty the Emperor is experiencing now.

Feng Chaoge almost fainted from pain!

His fair and smooth forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his beautiful face was as white as snow, with a hint of pitiful and weak smell, which was so pityful.

However, his eyes suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Fenghua like a blade of fire, and his anger was burning, bright and burning.

"Hua, Yun, Luo!"

Feng Chaoge lowered his voice and shouted word by word.

The tone of gritting teeth seemed to be about to eat people.

Fenghua smiled expressionlessly at him and said innocently: "This is what you made me move faster like a man."

Feng Chaoge: "..."

But you are not a real man, can't you be as gentle as a woman?!

Also, don’t use my face to make this expression - you’re so scared!

Oh.

There are so many requirements.

Fenghua didn't bother with him, so he took out a bottle of good palace golden sore medicine, and didn't even say hello, and just sprinkled it with his fingers...

Light yellow powder, evenly covering a layer of wounds, stopping blood and permeating the skin...

Stimulate.

Sour and refreshing.

Feng Chaoge, who had been gritting his teeth and enduring, finally couldn't help but let out a few faint whispers from time to time...

Fenghua said, "good intention" with a lazy and soft tone:

"There are no one else here, so the emperor can call out as much as possible, and there is no need to endure it."

This sentence is really similar to what the "Bodi" said when he smiled at his "little fairy" in a specific situation.

Of course, if you add a sentence at the end: I like to listen.

presumably……

It will definitely capture the heart!

“…”

Call out a ghost!

Please don't say so shamelessly?

Feng Chaoge's face became slightly warm.

After Fenghua said this, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Very arrogant.

——

A new day.

Her Majesty the Queen said:

I share with all the ministers... seek great achievements.
Chapter completed!