“…”

Lian Mei was unmoved and her favorability showed no signs of rising.

interesting.

The more difficult it is to conquer someone, the more I like to challenge.

Fenghua raised her slender and beautiful fingers, rubbed her forehead, and smiled distressedly and helplessly:

"However, if you leave the table early, you will be ridiculed by those young men when you go back later, and you will have to drink a lot of wine."

“…”

Lian Mei didn't say anything.

A shimmering light flashed in the peach blossom eyes.

…Fill wine.

"But, I am happy today. I can only sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman. I believe that no matter whether I leave the table or not, they will try to let me drink it in different ways. I don't know when it will take to go back to the room at night..."

Speaking of this, Fenghua's voice was low, as if it was countless lingering feelings, which was touching.

"I always have to look at Lian'er first before I can rest assured."

"Thanks to the young marshal's love." Lian Mei said with a soft opening of her lips.

A very official answer.

The voice is as bright as intoxicating as the attitude is careless. It even has a bit of a perfunctory smell.

Fenghua doesn't care.

Lian Mei clearly had no good impression of Ye Lan, but she was still willing to marry in.

Therefore, a man.

Ye Lan disguised himself as a man because his biological mother, the eldest wife, wanted to use her son to consolidate her status as a wife.

Lian Mei, why is a man pretending to be a woman and becoming a flower actress in the opera troupe of the Liyuan Garden?

Just because of survival needs, or like to sing opera?

--No.

From the moment Lian Mei agreed to marry her, Fenghua already doubted his purpose...

But it's very interesting and fun, isn't it?

Fenghua suddenly curled his lips and smiled charmingly, saying, "Lian'er's wrong call, it's time to punish him."

The last two words are light and fast.

The words are over.

Lian Mei hasn't reacted yet.

The white fingertips lifted his jaw, and the gorgeous and cool breath fell down like a cover, covering his lips with a soft patch.

shallow, lingering.

After a moment, Fenghua retreated.

Lian Mei's peach blossom eyes seemed to be angry and angry, flowing with an unparalleled luster, and she gently said: "You——"

"Hmm?" Fenghua raised his eyebrows.

The hand that pinched Lian Mei's delicate pointed jaw had not yet released.

Even his fingertips slowly rubbed the thin white skin as white as porcelain, with an ambiguous warning.

He has the attitude of "If you call the wrong one, I will continue until you call the right one."

“…”

Lian Mei's heart is depressed and knotted.

I didn't know for a moment whether it was even more embarrassing by a 'man' wanton and frivolous kiss, or whether it was called this person...

“…husband.”

Lian Mei finally surrendered to the power of Her Majesty the Queen.

He spoke slowly and shouted out these two words that made him quite indescribable.

After shouting, Lian Mei's face was already filled with shame and anger.

Hot and hot, amazingly colorful.

A bit born, that man is still tempted to make a big move—

"Come on, Lian'er calls again."

“…”

"Don't you shout, huh?"

“…”

This guy is threatening him again!

Anyway, I've called it once...

Thinking of this, Lian Mei closed her eyes and threw herself out: "...husband, yea."

Two words, no matter how you hear them, you will feel a little bit gritting your teeth.

If a man calls you husband, he will suddenly feel that he is full of energy. It is the one above!

One word: cool.

"Good Lian'er, come."

Fenghua suddenly raised her lips and smiled, stretched out her slender and beautiful fingers, landed on the clasp of Lian Mei's clothes, and said slowly.
Chapter completed!