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038 Is it too angry?

"Fuck, treat me like a pet."

After touching her hair that had been kneaded into a chicken coop, Feng Yunhua rolled her eyes at the stiff figure walking out of the tent, then lay down again and continued to sleep.

The late spring sun already has the heat of summer, scorching the earth.

"Little one, get up quickly, the sun is shining on your butt."

It is best to sleep after returning to the cage. When Murong Lingxuan returned to the tent after returning from military training, Feng Yunhua was still sleeping soundly while holding the quilt. He walked behind the screen and changed into regular clothes, then walked out and sat on the edge of the sheepskin mattress.

, pinching Feng Yunhua’s pretty nose and calling her to get up.

"Stop making noise. If you make any more noise, I'll kick you to death."

In a daze, Feng Yunhua slapped Murong Lingxuan's hand away based on her feeling. While turning over, she did not forget to kick out a flying kick. This kick hit Murong Lingxuan's nose squarely.

Go up, the force is not light, two fountains of blood flow out from Murong Lingxuan's nostrils.

Murong Lingxuan quickly raised his head, walked to the basin, twisted up a cold towel and covered his nose. After covering it for a while, the bleeding from his nostrils stopped.

"A small person is very powerful." Walking back to the sheepskin mattress, Murong Lingxuan looked down at the sleeping man and murmured.

After waiting for a while, Feng Yunhua opened her eyes faintly. She stretched in a very inelegant way, and then slowly sat up.

"Little lazy boy, you are finally willing to wake up." Murong Lingxuan bent down, his dark eyes filled with incomparable pampering, and he leaned over and said softly.

"You're back. Hey, why are there traces of blood in your nostrils? Could it be that you're too angry? Wait a minute and I'll prescribe a recipe to reduce the heat. You ask Qingmeng to pick up some medicine and boil it in water according to the recipe and drink it.

, Get rid of the fire." Feng Yunhua said with rare concern.

"The blood stains on me are not because I got angry, but because I was kicked by a little kid who was in a terrible state of sleep and very angry when he woke up." Murong Lingxuan's narrow eyes narrowed and his lips curled up as he teased.

"No wonder I just dreamed about a nasty dog ​​that kept chasing me. I got angry and gave the dog a flying kick. Unexpectedly, I kicked you in the nose and caused you to bleed.

, I'm sorry." Feng Yunhua squinted her eyes and smiled like a cunning fox, insinuating that Murong Lingxuan was that 'nasty dog'.

After hearing her metaphor, Murong Lingxuan was really dumbfounded. He, the majestic Prince of Chu, was actually reduced to being compared to a 'dog', and he was still a nasty dog. If Qingmeng and the others heard this, where would his prestige be?

"Naughty, please don't describe it like this in the future. Walls have ears. If these words reach the ears of your father or mother and concubine, and insult the royal family, you may not be able to reap the rewards." Murong Lingxuan pinched Feng Yunhua's pretty erection.

Nose, deliberately stern face to warn her.

"I understand, my noble Prince Chu." Feng Yunhua rolled her eyes at Murong Lingxuan and stuck out her tongue playfully.

"I'm doing this all for your own good. Get up quickly, I'll take you to ride a horse today." Murong Lingxuan pulled Feng Yunhua out of the brocade quilt and gently patted her butt twice.

, a gentle tone with a hint of endearment.

"You are not allowed to pat my butt anymore. It makes me look like a three-year-old child, which is very embarrassing." Feng Yunhua's head was covered with black lines and she glared at Murong Lingxuan with dissatisfaction.

"Okay, I won't pat your butt, just pinch it twice. It doesn't matter." Murong Lingxuan completely started to act like a gangster. His big iron-like hands really pinched Feng Yunhua's little butt twice, but the force was controlled.

If it's done properly, Feng Yunhua doesn't feel any pain.

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

Feng Yunhua seemed to see a flock of crows flying overhead.

"Okay, just treat what I just said as if I didn't say it." He said helplessly.

Murong Lingxuan's lips curved into a smile of success.


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