"What did you say?" the Queen Mother said angrily.
"Mother Huang, we are leaving." After Nan Fengyu said quickly, he took Ye Qingmian out of Shoukang Palace without letting Ye Qingmian reply.
"Don't drag me," Ye Qingmian muttered
"Do you know what you just said?" Nan Fengyu let go of Ye Qingmian and looked at her with a frown.
"I don't know," Ye Qingmian said angrily.
Nan Fengyu looked at Ye Qingmian's pouting look, which was quite cute. He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled.
"What are you laughing at? Is it funny?" Ye Qingmian looked at Nan Fengyu angrily
"Of course it's funny. Not only is it funny, it's also delicious." Nan Fengyu said there was something in his words.
"Eat, eat, eat, eat your sister." Ye Qingmian deliberately ignored his underlying meaning and said directly
"Is your sister delicious?" Nan Fengyu's slender red phoenix eyes were full of heat, and she gently asked next to Ye Qingmian's ear, "Is it as delicious as you?"
"I don't have a sister, I'm talking about you." Ye Qingmian glanced at Nan Fengyu angrily, and thought helplessly in her heart, it turns out that there is really a gap between herself and the ancients.
"Your sister's name is Ye Qingran, have you forgotten?" Nan Fengyu looked at Ye Qingmian with confusion and asked curiously
"Yes, I forgot," Ye Qingmian said feebly.
"Looking at how weak you are, could it be that you were too crazy last night?" Nan Fengyu looked at Ye Qingmian with an ambiguous smile.
"It's not all because of you," Ye Qingmian said helplessly.
"Do you still want it today?" Nan Fengyu continued to ask. The faces of Xiao Guizi and Wan'er next to them were already blushing, like flowers that were just about to bloom.
"I don't want to." Ye Qingmian refused directly without thinking. Seeing Wan'er winking, Ye Qingmian pretended not to see it and ignored it.
"Women are usually duplicitous. I know what you mean," Nan Fengyu said with a smile.
"You slutty husband..." Ye Qingmian was speechless.
"If you say I'm obscene, I'll show it to you right away."
Nan Fengyu stretched his body lazily, with a few strands of hair messily hanging down on his handsome face. His lips were filled with morning mist. He looked noble and confused.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" When Nan Fengyu put down his hand, he saw Ye Qingmian's dull eyes and asked curiously.