Anyi shook his head: "I have something to tell you!"
"Say it!" Feng Qingchen wiped her fingers slowly.
An Yi tried her best not to stare at his fingers, and felt that the face was so beautiful that she could only stare away and said, "Do you still remember the little beggar leader who came last time?"
Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows: "Remember, Xiaodouzi told me about that matter. It's good that I don't want that kid's life. But if you want me to save him, there's no way!"
An Yi hurriedly said to please: "How many lives are there? The little beggar is also a human being. If you just do something with your hands"
Feng Qingchen sneered: "No wonder you personally delivered dinner to me. It turns out you asked me for something!"
"No, no, this beef is meant to replenish the prince's vitality. Has the injury he suffered last time healed?" An Yi's face was full of flattery.
Feng Qingchen suddenly stepped forward, An Yi was startled, and quickly backed away, forgetting that he was still sitting on the chair, and almost fell over.
Feng Qingchen waved her long sleeves, and the crimson clothes were flying in the sky like clouds all over the sky. With her slender arms, she took her into his arms, staring down at the woman's eyes, and looking at her stunning face. , lifted Anyi's chin with his long fingers, and whispered: "Don't you know whether my injury is healed or not? I remember that I seemed to be naked that night"
Anyi quickly reached out her hand and covered his mouth.
The man tried to bite her hand, but An Yi quickly took it back, turned over and lay on the ground, and was about to run out when she was peeing, but she heard the man behind her ask coolly: "Can't you save that little beggar named Qingyu?" Already?"
Anyi had no choice but to come back obediently.
"Old rules, let's talk about the terms. How do you think you are willing to save that Qingyu?" An Yi reluctantly compromised.
Xiaodouzi is already depressed because of the Tomb Suppressing Beast. If he loses Qingyu as a friend again, he will definitely be very sad.
"The stove in the side room doesn't seem to be hot enough!" Feng Qingchen said lightly.
An Yi looked at the small fan in his hand. It's not hot enough. Are you sure?
"Then I'll ask the butler to add another charcoal stove!" An Yi said quickly.
"" Feng Qingchen waved his hand, "You should leave quickly, I don't want to see you!"
"Oh, uncle, don't you just want to go back to the main room to sleep? Look at how angry you are!" An Yi stepped forward with a smile, grabbed Feng Qingchen's fan and fanned him hard, "Tonight we will Would you like to move back?"
"What do you think of me as the king? Do you want me to come and go as you call me?" Feng Qingchen snorted coldly. She was really slapped too coldly by An Yi, so she immediately took the fan out of her hand.
"How about I personally help you move back?" An Yi rubbed his body, "Is this satisfactory to you?"
Holding back the smile that was about to overflow, Feng Qingchen still tightened his face, "That is where I live!"
"Yes, yes, yes, go back, go back!" An Yi smiled, stepped forward to help Feng Qingchen tidy up the bedding, and moved it back to the master bedroom himself.
Looking at An Yi carrying the quilt and leaving, Feng Qingchen raised her eyebrows proudly, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face, as dazzling as time flies.
"Congratulations, Master!" Behind the screen, Xue Lingqiao couldn't help but come out, stepped forward and took out a pill, "Master, this is Xiaguan's most proud work, do you want one?"
Feng Qingchen raised her foot and kicked Xue Lingqiao on the thigh. Xue Lingqiao screamed and ran away. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com