If this person is unlucky, even drinking water will be stuck between his teeth. This is how Bu Qingyun feels now. Looking at the arrogant person behind him, he bites the bullet and knocks gently on Jiao Xiaoliu's door, "Your Majesty, Prince
Someone is here and wants to see you."
Jiao Xiaoliu had half taken off his clothes at this time. In his confusion and confusion, he heard the voice coming from outside the door. He pushed Feng Qianchen, who had his head buried in his neck, "Qianchen..." Feng Qianchen felt dissatisfied and bit down.
Jiao Xiaoliu's earlobe made Jiao Xiaoliu tremble slightly, "Don't talk, be serious..." He removed Jiao Xiaoliu's hand from his chest with his left hand, and restlessly inserted his right hand into Jiao Xiaoliu's clothes...
"Seventh Prince, my master asked me to come and invite you to come to the house." There was no movement inside for a long time. The person waiting outside the door lost his patience and shouted loudly. There was no hint of respect in his words. Bu Qingyun couldn't bear it.
He couldn't help but jump up and said, "If you disturb my prince's rest, you may die."
"Hahaha..." The man smiled extremely mockingly, "If you miss the prince's business, be careful..." Before he finished speaking, the door suddenly opened wide. Feng Qianchen was seen with a sullen face and disheveled clothes.
Appearing at the door, "What should he be careful about?"
The man took two steps back in fear and laughed twice, "Seventh Prince, my master..." Before he could finish his words, the man flew away about ten feet away. Just as he was about to get up, he was suddenly hit by someone.
Feng Qianchen came and stepped on the ground again, "I ask you, what should I ask my people to be careful about? Don't talk useless nonsense." Looking down at the people at his feet, Feng Qianchen was extremely unhappy. Just now,
He was almost there...but he was interrupted by this blind person.
The man kept begging for mercy, "Seventh Prince, please spare your life, this servant realizes his mistake..." Feng Qianchen exerted force on his feet, and the man spurted out a mouthful of blood. Feng Qianchen did not relax because of this, "Same words, I don't want to
Repeat it for the third time..." Enduring the severe pain in his chest, the man was about to cry, "I asked him to take care of himself, his own... own life..." The voice became lower and lower, and finally was almost inaudible.
Feng Qianchen stopped exerting force on his feet and showed a meaningful smile on his face. "Are you careful about your own life?"
The man's heart sank, "It's over."
"Bu Qingyun."
"My subordinate is here."
"I'll leave this guy to you."
Bu Qingyun smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Is there something fun to do?" Jiao Xiaoliu came out neatly dressed, but the flush on his face did not go away, making him even more charming. He walked up to Feng Qianchen, put the cloak on him, and helped him straighten it.
He straightened his clothes. He glanced at the person on the ground and kicked him hard. "Bu Qingyun, if you don't satisfy me, I will clean you up..."
"Princess, don't worry, this slave will make sure that he can neither live nor die..." Bu Qingyun smiled treacherously, and Jiao Xiaoliu nodded with satisfaction, "Do you want to go to the prince's place now?"
Feng Qianchen lowered his head and whispered in Jiao Xiaoliu's ear, "Otherwise, how about we go back and finish what we just didn't finish before I go?" Then, he looked at Jiao Xiaoliu's blushing face with satisfaction, which was originally depressed.
My mood suddenly disappeared.
Realizing Feng Qianchen's intention, Jiao Xiaoliu stamped his feet and ran away. When he ran to the door, he turned around and made a face to Feng Qianchen and said something that immediately made Feng Qianchen's blood surge.
