"Okay, you're not afraid, you are powerful, but why are your hands shaking on my legs?" Feng Qingyang finished speaking and looked at Moli funny.
Moli lowered his head suddenly and realized that his hands were actually on Feng Qingyang's legs, and they were pressing his legs, which were trembling all the time.
sky!
He thought his hands were on his legs.
He quickly took his hand back with a panic look on his face, "I'm sorry, I picked up the wrong guy, but I believe you won't mind. I only hit you up because I think of you."
Feng Qingyang, on the other hand, had a look that looked at a retarded person. He tapped Moli on the head with a fan and said in a caring tone, "I noticed that you are a good man, aren't you? You've been looking at me strangely lately.
You held my hand just now, and now you're hitting on me, are you trying to get close to me on purpose? But I'm sorry, I only like women!"
When Mo Li heard this, his face turned green with anger. He pushed Feng Qingyang away and said with disgust: "You fart! Will I like a pretty boy like you? I am a legitimate grown man, and I only like him."
Are women good? Narcissists! Shameless!"
After saying that, he flicked his arm, because Feng Qingyang felt disgusted and had goosebumps on his arms.
Feng Qingyang said amusingly: "Only you know whether you like it or not. Don't be embarrassed. Being a good man is not a disease. There is no need to feel inferior. Don't worry, we are your brothers and we won't laugh at you."
"Are you looking for death, Lao Feng? If you say such words again, I will cut off your mouth." Moli said, angrily trying to cut Feng Qingyang's mouth.
As a result, Feng Qingyang, who was dressed in white, dodged nimbly, and then dodged again, and his figure dodged to the high wall in a dashing way. There was a bright moon hanging in the sky, and his dashing figure seemed to be reflected in the bright moon.
Same, but with a different artistic conception.
He looked at Moli, with a slight smile on his lips, a pair of peach blossom eyes sparkling, and he waved his palm-sized fan enthusiastically, walking under the moonlight, and said as he walked: "Moli, don't be so angry,
Otherwise I will think you have a guilty conscience. Don't worry, liking men is not a disease, and there is no need to be angry. However, I will not like you, damn girl, you should give up this intention."
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After saying that, he jumped lightly and flew away from Prince Li's Mansion.
"Damn it, bastard, you are the dead girl, I will beat you to death!" When Moli heard this, he was so angry that he rushed forward to fight Feng Qingyang.
Fortunately, Mo Zhu hugged him in time, otherwise a murder would have occurred.
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Early the next morning, when the sky was still slightly bright, Chu Xuanchen was awakened by the light outside the window.
He opened his eyes drowsily and rubbed his head uncomfortably. He felt that his head was particularly painful today, and his body felt like he had been beaten all night. It was extremely sore and uncomfortable.
At this moment, his hand suddenly touched a warm body. He quickly retracted his hand and widened his eyes to see that there was a woman on his bed.
He took another closer look, and it turned out to be Nangong Rou!
Moreover, her body was wrapped in a quilt, with only two lotus-white arms and half of her snow-white neck exposed.
It can be imagined that her body under the quilt must be wearing nothing.
He was suddenly awakened by this sight and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.
At this time, Nangong Rou also opened her eyes in a daze. As soon as she saw Chu Xuanchen, she smiled shyly at him, with a thick blush on her face, "Chen, are you awake? You were last night