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Chapter two hundred and twenty second spat

"The King of Qin is irritable and irritable. When working around him, you must be extra cautious." Shen You's eyes were dark and he locked her face tightly: "No matter when and where, you must protect yourself first."

Ever since I met her in Prince Qin's Mansion that day, Shen You has been worried about her all the time for more than half a month.

He has always known that what she does is very dangerous, and it all depends on alertness and adaptability. He knows even better that with her ability, she will not reveal her flaws easily.

But knowing is one thing, being worried is another.

Feng Shaojun chuckled, stood on tiptoes, and kissed his frowned brow.

It feels so good to be cared about.

In her previous life, she was alone and walked alone. After thousands of incarnations, she would occasionally be confused and confused as to who she was in what year and month.

Nowadays, she no longer has this worry. As long as she thinks of him, she will immediately become Feng Shaojun clearly.

This feeling is really beautiful.

The young man is passionate and can't help but flirt.

Shen You's breathing was a little rapid, and he used all his self-control to take two steps back to keep the distance between them.

Feng Shaojun couldn't understand his painstaking efforts, so he took two steps forward and entangled him again.

It's a painful and sweet torture.

Shen You sighed helplessly and hugged the beauty in his arms: "Cousin Shaojun, let's get married as soon as possible!"

Feng Shaojun stretched out his fingers and moved them on his chest: "You have me in your heart, and I have you in my heart. It doesn't matter whether we get married or not. Cousin You, please carry me to the bed~ on the couch!"

Shen You: "..."

Shen You quickly let go and retreated, as if he had been scalded by boiling water.

Feng Shaojun obviously didn't expect Shen You's reaction, and his right hand paused in mid-air in embarrassment.

"Feng Shaojun!" Shen You was obviously annoyed, and pursed his thin lips tightly: "Who do you think I am? Do you think I am looking for a one-night stand?"

Feng Shaojun coughed guiltily, slowly retracted his hand that had nowhere to rest, and explained in a slightly feeble tone: "Don't be angry! I didn't mean that."

"I think, since we are already engaged, we will become husband and wife sooner or later. The three matchmakers, six hires, and eight people carrying the big sedan chair to worship heaven and earth are for others to see, but we are the two of us to be husband and wife. As long as you are willing and I am willing, It’s okay just to be earlier...”

Later, the voice became quieter and quieter.

Shen You rarely got angry: "Is that a couple you're talking about? It's obviously a matchless couple."

"You keep saying that you want to be husband and wife with me. In fact, you don't take what I said seriously at all. You think that we will never reach that day."

"It's like you're in a spring dream. Having a good relationship with me has cleared up the regrets of the past life and brought comfort to each other. When something happens in the future, you can break up with me without any regrets."

Feng Shaojun: "..."

Feng Shaojun never thought that he, who was as quick-witted and sharp-tongued as he was, would be speechless for a moment.

This moment of hesitation fell into Shen You's eyes, making him even more angry.

Look! He was right! Feng Shaojun really thought so.

The anger in Shen You's heart kept rising, and this anger was mixed with indescribable loss and panic.

She has thousands of faces, and her thoughts are unpredictable. One moment she is smiling, and the next moment she is indifferent. She is far and now near, elusive. In fact, he has never been able to figure out her thoughts.

She is like a gust of wind, whistling wildly when she comes, but disappearing without a trace when she wants to leave.

As long as she wanted to, she could leave his world quietly.

The more Shen You thought about it, the more flustered he became, and his handsome face became tighter and tighter.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Feng Shaojun sighed quietly and broke the silence: "Look! I told you before that I am not suitable for marriage. Before we got married, you were very dissatisfied with me. When I really have to marry you in the future, You don't know where I am, and you can only stay alone in an empty room when you go home, how can you not feel resentful?"

Shen You's thick eyebrows were twisted into knots: "We are not talking about the same thing at all."

"It's just one thing." Feng Shaojun stopped smiling and looked a little solemn: "I am different from ordinary girls. I don't care what others think of me, and I don't take secular prejudices to heart."

"If you're far away, you don't think so. If you're close, you'll think I'm deviant and different from ordinary ladies."

Feng Shaojun's voice was very calm, and the tiredness in his eyes made people panic: "It's not your fault. You are a rare and generous man in the world. This is all my problem. If you regret it, our engagement can be canceled at any time... …”

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled into his arms forcefully: "Stop talking!"

"I'm sorry. It's my fault. I shouldn't have made you unhappy by talking nonsense. Don't be upset. I'll never say anything again in the future."

Feng Shaojun struggled in his arms and pushed him with his hands: "Let go, don't belittle me. You are a gentleman. It is not polite to hug your fiancée before getting married. Let me go quickly."

Shen You didn't know how it all became his fault in the end.

Forget it, as long as she's not angry, anything will do.

Shen You suddenly reached out and picked her up.

Feng Shaojun: "..."

What is he going to do?

Could it be that he has changed his mind and wants to have sex with her on the bed~~Feng Yiyi?

Shen You hugged his stunned fiancée and placed her on the bed. Then he lay next to her. Feng Shaojun suppressed his excited and joyful heart, restrained his restless hands, and closed his eyes slightly.

Wait and wait,

Wait and wait.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't expect the overwhelming excitement.

Feng Shaojun opened his eyes in confusion and looked at Shen You who was motionless beside him: "Cousin You, what on earth are you going to do?"

Shen You was much taller than her, and it wasn't obvious when he stood up. Now he was lying side by side with her, and his shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow, and his legs were straight and long.

That handsome face, with a faint flush, looks so beautiful no matter how you look at it.

Of course, she must be very tempting now as she lies on the bed. But Cousin You doesn't even move a finger. What on earth does he want to do?

Shen You glanced at her quickly, a dark red flushed from his neck, and soon his whole handsome face turned red: "I won't move, you can do whatever you want."

Feng Shaojun: "..."

Feng Shaojun was shocked again.

It's like the long-coveted fatty meat suddenly fell into the bowl. I couldn't help myself if I didn't take a bite.

This metaphor is a bit inappropriate, but there is no more suitable adjective.

Feng Shaojun was not a coy person. He acted immediately when his heart moved. He leaned over and blew a breath into his ear. The soft voice penetrated into his ear, like a feather scratching back and forth: "Then I'm not welcome."

A hand quietly slipped into his lapel, first caressing it through the thin shirt, then quickly got into his tunic and pressed against his chest.

The hot blood in Shen You's body split into two halves, half rushed into his mind, and the other half surged downwards.


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