After Mu Hanjin heard this, his body trembled, and his complexion seemed to be stained with a ray of sunshine, completely red, do you want to paint such a picture? He just wanted to tear up the painting now.
Feng Aotian's cold fingers touched his familiar cheeks, a touch of coolness made Mu Hanjin unable to help shudder, he raised his eyes to meet Feng Aotian's handsome face with a charming smile, and quickly lowered his head, "My lord, I'm afraid of insulting the prince's eyes, so I don't have to."
Feng Aotian said with a low smile, "How could it be a clumsy figure that you see? Are you doubting your vision?"
Mu Hanjin hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's not... Wei Chen... I know I'm wrong."
Feng Aotian's cool and thin fingers slid across his hot cheeks, as if stroking the warm jade she had been carrying with her, rubbing it carefully and earnestly.
Mu Hanjin remembered the situation when she was feeding porridge to Ye Meixi in person just now, a flash of puzzlement flashed in his eyes. The regent who came back from Border Pass was really different from her before. The domineering and cruelty that came out are still so clear, he can't see through, is the current regent true or false
At this moment, Feng Aotian's jade feet silently passed under the table and touched Mu Hanjin's important position, his toes moved lightly between the shoes and socks and the fabric of his splendid satin trousers...
Mu Hanjin was in a blurred state, but was attacked by Feng Aotian like this, his body froze, his red complexion immediately turned pale, his body fell to the side of the soft couch, his body was unstable, and he fell without warning. Soft couch.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, and he didn't feel any inappropriate behavior for her just teasing her. With a swipe of his palm, Mu Hanjin's body, which fell on the ground, fell into her arms.
Feng Aotian stared at Mu Hanjin's pale face at the moment, and said in a low voice, "What? Are you afraid that the Lord will touch you?"
"My lord, Wei Chen... Wei Chen is not, it's just... I don't know if the lord will suddenly..." Mu Hanjin bumped into Feng Aotian's eyes, which were looking at him coldly, making him shrink back habitually, and quickly defended. , Thinking of the strangeness that came from his lower abdomen just now, the pale complexion also recovered a touch of blood, but it was shy.
Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and his black hair that was scattered on his chest tugged up, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and he whispered, "Master is just a comparison, Mu Hanyao's is bigger, or yours is bigger... "
Mu Hanjin heard this, his complexion became even more rosy and translucent, as transparent as phoenix blood and white jade, people could not help but lean over and take a bite. Feng Aotian thought about it, and did it. Shang lightly took a bite, leaving a row of tooth marks, as if an enchanting flower had been printed on his flawless face.
Thinking of the elegant man, but now, he is at a loss. He wants to break free from this annoying bondage, but he cannot break free. The slight pain on his cheek involves his indifferent heart. He raises his eyes and faces Shang Feng. Aotian stared at his phoenix eyes, "Your Highness, the memorial has not been approved yet."
Feng Aotian smiled coldly, "How about you draw your size and ask Mu Hanyao, whose size is bigger?"
Mu Hanjin's eyes flashed with sullen anger, mixed with helplessness, but one can imagine that if Big Brother saw this painting, he might turn the secret book into ashes on the spot, and he would do the same if it was him.
Feng Aotian stared at Mu Hanjin's shy appearance occasionally, and pushed him to the opposite side of the table, "Aren't you going to approve the memorial?"
Mu Hanjin was obviously stunned. Her mood really changed when she said it changed. Just now, she was indifferent and frosty. He remained silent, stabilized his mind, and resumed writing, staring at the memorial, his mind went blank.
Feng Aotian took the pen and drew the size of Mu Hanjin on the side, and wrote two words along the way, "Who is bigger?"
Satisfied close the dense fold, and then threw it out, a shadow took advantage of the situation, and disappeared in an instant.
Mu Hanjin tried his best to restrain his emotions, calmed himself down, and concentrated on reviewing the memorials in front of him. Feng Aotian picked up the memorials that Mu Hanjin had already classified and annotated, reviewed them one by one, and made his final decision. Note, set aside.
In the inner hall, Ye Meixi was still asleep, and the huge bedroom was silent, as if the slapstick was just to adjust the tension of the whole day, and it was also the joy of the boudoir.
In the blink of an eye, the night was getting darker, and Feng Yinqi stood with his hands behind his back and stood outside the palace. He secretly reminded himself to be restrained and patient, but, thinking that he was the dignified king of a country, he would have to wait for the reception of his officials here. Going out, even if he is in power in the future, this matter will become a shame for him. Thinking of this, he is suddenly angry, his eyes seem to be spewing fire, and he strode towards the palace.
Eunuch Feng saw the little emperor coming from a distance, and stood calmly and indifferently outside the gate of the main hall. His small figure showed a cold air in the moonlight, and he walked up the steps with anger. , was about to step into the bedroom, but the guards of the palace had already stepped forward to block it.
"Your Majesty, the lord is not finished yet, you cannot enter this palace." Eunuch Feng said calmly with a high voice.
"What if I have to go in?" Feng Yinqi's tender voice was cold and stern, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she stared at Eunuch Feng grimly.
When Feng Gonggong was about to answer, Feng Aotian's low voice sounded, "This king's bedroom is not easy to enter, if you want to enter, you will strip off and come in again."
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