This Lord is Too Cruel

Ye Meixi also noticed Mu Hanjin's abnormality, and looked at him sideways, and saw that his face was pale and his eyes were in a trance, which was different from the usual indifferent and dusty temperament. He turned his eyes slightly and looked to his side again. Feng Aotian, didn't the prince hold back and do him on the spot?

Of course, Feng Aotian saw that Mu Hanjin was wrong, but she didn't point it out. Sometimes, pretending to be stupid was a way of seeing through. Seeing his entanglement, she now asks for nothing. She never does anything to please. Things.

Feng Gonggong came in carrying the soup, Feng Aotian brought the soup over, picked up the spoon, scooped a spoon, and passed it to Mu Hanjin's whitish lips, "Drink it while it's hot."

Mu Hanjin was still immersed in her thoughts, raised her eyes, and stared at Feng Aotian. After a while, she quickly calmed her emotions. What's wrong with him? He has always been steady and self-sustaining, how could he leak his emotions?

Ye Meixi watched Feng Aotian personally feed Mu Hanjin the soup, feeling uncomfortable in her heart, shouldn't this be her own patent? He pouted quickly, staring at Feng Aotian dissatisfiedly, and said aggrievedly, "Master, you are partial..."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Ye Meixi. His cautious thoughts appeared on his face without concealment. Now, the sun is soft, hitting him, and he is dressed in the white fur that she personally wore for him last night. The fox, underneath is still that bright red tulle, innocent and enchanting collided, making it even brighter and more beautiful than anything else.

"Have you used breakfast?" Feng Aotian deliberately changed the subject.

"Not yet..." Ye Meixi leaned on Feng Aotian's back softly and without bones. Her arms were as snow-white as lotus root around Feng Aotian's neck, and her delicate red lips rubbed against Feng Aotian. Tian's earlobe whispered, "The slaves and the masters have breakfast together."

Feng Aotian felt a tingling sensation all over his body, and cursed in his heart. He was really a grinning fairy, but still calmly on his face, raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, with his hand on his lips. On the side, it was a while, but he stared at himself blankly.

Her eyes flashed with coldness, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and then retracted the spoon from his lips. The soup in the spoon entered her mouth. When Mu Hanjin was stunned, she held the spoon. Unpretentiously, Mu Hanjin pulled into his arms, aimed at his lips, printed it on, prying open his shell teeth, and sending the soup from his mouth into his mouth.

Mu Hanjin opened her eyes wide, staring at her incredulously. The face close at hand, the skin white as jade, the eyelashes thin like a cicada's wings, the slightly narrowed phoenix eyes, such a magnificent face, This reflected in his heart, the warmth of his lips, the numbness of the tongue, and the unconsciously squirming in his throat, the soup permeated his limbs like a warm current, dispelling the cold of his body. For a moment, he didn't feel a trace of disgust, but a touch of sweetness.

what happened to him? Why should she treat herself like this? Only then did he realize that he thought he could see through everything in this world, but now he couldn't see through her.

Ye Meixi looked at the scene in front of him, and it was full of sourness. Compared with feeding him the soup yesterday, this made him more jealous. He was always a strong person, and he was never seen to love him. He should belong to him. Glory was taken away by others, let alone such an elegant man, he was really jealous, and he was dying with jealousy.

Slightly pursing his thin lips, who is Ye Meixi, he won't give up easily, huh, wait and see, isn't it just lip-to-lip soup, he wants to get it back.

Feng Aotian fed the soup into Mu Hanjin’s mouth, licked his thin lips along the way, and left his lips. Seeing that he was still looking like a chicken, he raised the spoon in his hand and placed it on his head. Knocked hard.

Only then did Mu Hanjin return to her senses, and she quickly cast her eyes down, her complexion stained with blush, "Weichen knows his fault!"

"Drink it yourself, or let him feed it?" Feng Aotian said in a deep voice.

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"Weichen will come by himself." Mu Hanjin quickly took the bowl in Feng Aotian's hand, ignoring the soup, raised her head, and drank it all at once. Maybe she drank too quickly, choked, and coughed sharply.

Feng Aotian took the bowl in his hand, stretched out his hand to embrace him, and patted him on the back, "Why are you so careless."

Such words sounded very tender and soft, but they didn’t seem to be uttered from the regent’s mouth. Mu Hanjin couldn’t help but be puzzled. However, she couldn’t stand the bewilderment. Julai possesses this kind of fascinating magic power, whether she is a man or a woman, she will make people close to her happy.

Mu Hanjin's brain was blank at the moment, all thoughts seemed to be taken away by her gentle voice, leaving no trace, he just leaned quietly in her arms like this, patted his palm on his back. With indescribable warmth.

Ye Meixi snorted again in her heart, what is this? Does the Lord hate him? Thinking of this, thinking of his current situation, he shook Feng Aotian's neck almost coquettishly, "Master...the slave is hungry."

Feng Aotian patted Mu Hanjin's back, feeling the faint warmth of his body, then looked sideways, staring at Ye Meixi, "If you are hungry, put your meal."

Feng Gonggong responded wisely, and soon after seeing the breakfast table full of tables, Ye Meixi watched Mu Hanjin leave from Feng Aotian's arms, and quickly saw the stitches, turned around gracefully and sat down in Feng Ao. Tian's lap, leaning against her arms, raised his eyes and pouted, "Slave asks the Lord to feed..."

Feng Aotian laughed. He really didn't eat any loss. He deliberately chose fresh tofu brains and fed Ye Meixi spoon by spoon.

Ye Meixi looked sideways, watching Mu Hanjin taking breakfast on her own, then fed Feng Aotian into the tofu brain in his mouth, slowly approached Feng Aotian’s lips, and raised her slender and graceful neck. , Like a noble white swan, dedicated her most beloved thing to her, Feng Aotian opened her mouth, and Ye Meixi delivered the food into her mouth. The two of them entangled their lips and teeth, and bite. With each other's lips, it took half a stick of incense to swallow a mouthful of tofu into the abdomen.

Ye Meixi was satisfied now, leaning against Feng Aotian's arms with a shy face, and by the way, she looked at Mu Hanjin provocatively with her left light, and she felt a lot more relieved.

Feng Aotian touched his delicate skin lovingly, turning his eyes to look at Father Feng, "How did those spies dealt with it?"

"Following the prince's instructions, smash their heads into pieces and take them to feed the prince's treasure." Feng Gonggong truthfully replied.

Ye Meixi, who was leaning in Feng Aotian's arms, looked stiff, then raised her head, staring at the tofu brain on the table, remembering the brains of those spies who had broken their heads, and the brains that flowed out, all of a sudden, the flavors turned over, and she was unaware of the rules. Leaving her arms, ran out, and after a while, she heard the vomiting sound from outside the hall, "Oh..."

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