Chapter 651 I am most afraid that he will not only look at it, but also do it
"Your Majesty..."
Feng Jiu wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Zhan Qingcheng's domineering attitude: "I am hungry."
Hungry?
When I thought about it, Feng Jiu seemed a little hungry. Didn't she just wake up? Is it time to have breakfast?
But what the Ninth Prince means is that he wants to have breakfast here?
"But, Prince, why don't you go back to the palace first? There should be all kinds of delicious food in the palace."
Fengjiu had tried the skills of the cooks in the Nine Emperors Uncle Palace. They were indeed very good. They could cook everything, and everything they cooked was particularly delicious.
But here, everything is the simplest. First of all, she is not a person who enjoys herself - well, not in the past six months.
Secondly, everyone is in a period of struggle during this period and has little intention to enjoy anything.
Zhan Qingcheng just glanced at her briefly. Seeing that she wanted to drive him away again, he felt a little uninterested and wanted to lie down on the bed again.
"Your Majesty!" Feng Jiu was almost dying of anxiety. Once Lord Nine lay down like this, he really didn't know how long he would have to lie down, and he might not want to leave for the whole day.
People would come to her here from time to time. She didn't plan to let anyone know about the Ninth Prince staying in her dormitory last night, including the people from Tianji Hall.
"Okay, Your Majesty, I'll help you get up and prepare breakfast for you, but you have to agree to one condition."
Zhan Qingcheng didn't say anything, and Feng Jiu said helplessly: "You can leave after breakfast is finished, okay?"
He still didn't speak, not wanting to be given the impression of being driven away at all.
Feng Jiu really felt her head was heavy and rubbed her head. Her face was serious and pious: "Your Majesty, today I made an appointment with the housekeeper Longyan of the No. 1 Village in the World to consult with the owner of Lanyue Village. It's not early. Maybe Longyan
It'll be here soon, I... don't want to be an unpunctual person."
"In this case, why don't you serve me?" It's rare that the Ninth Prince is willing to say a complete sentence.
Probably because he slept quite comfortably last night, the Ninth Prince who woke up in the morning seemed a little easier to get along with than the one last night.
Although, he is still so domineering and arrogant...
Feng Jiu rubbed her eyebrows again, completely confused as to why the relationship between the two suddenly became like this, as if... they were already very familiar and intimate.
But he had already seen his own body last night and believed in her "manly body". In this case, why did he still rely on her like he relied on Feng Jiuer?
Feng Jiu really didn't have time to speculate on various reasons now. It was probably because he looked a bit like Feng Jiu'er, so Uncle Nine Emperors wanted to find a little comfort in her.
To be so infatuated is really... heartbreaking.
"Your Majesty, I'm going to ask someone to prepare breakfast. Please don't go out casually. Please wait for a moment. I will be back soon."
Before going out, Feng Jiu couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, you don't care about rumors, but I do care about them, especially as a businessman. If any bad personal hobbies are spread, it will affect my money path."
, please forgive me, Your Majesty."
He still didn't speak, and his indifferent appearance made people hate him, but there was nothing he could do.
Feng Jiu went out and quickly came in with a basin of warm water.
Although they are the bosses of Tianji Hall, they are used to taking care of themselves, and they are not high-ranking officials who are born to be cared for.
What's more, it's easy to do it yourself, so why bother asking an unrelated person to do it?
However, for the Ninth Prince, who was destined to be served by others, he was very used to being served by others.
Therefore, when he saw Feng Jiu bringing warm water, he just glanced at her briefly, then picked up the medical book she put on the bedside table and continued to study.
She was sitting on the bed, but there was no movement at all. Such an obvious signal repeatedly told her that she needed her service.
Feng Jiu is used to serving the Ninth Prince, but she is Feng Jiu now...
Seeing that the sky was gradually getting brighter and time was really running out, Fengjiu could only grit her teeth and go over with a glass of water to wait for him to wash up.
The Ninth Prince was quite cooperative and accepted whatever was given to him. He seemed to enjoy even the simple breakfast.
After he had eaten and drank enough, Feng Jiu stared at his beautiful profile and said, "Your Majesty, you...I'm sorry, I don't want to drive you away, but...it's really time for you to leave."
Zhan Qingcheng's eyes came over, cold.
Feng Jiu took a breath and said bravely: "My lord, you promised."
"When did I promise?"
"Your Majesty?" Isn't that right? Didn't he just agree to leave after breakfast?
No, it seems...she really didn't promise anything, she was talking to herself, and he never nodded from the beginning to the end.
OMG, this is not the time to have a little temper with her, right?
"Your Majesty, I really made an appointment with someone else. You...can't let me break my promise."
Feng Jiu almost wanted to cry. Why couldn't this guy make sense?
You’ve slept and eaten, what else are you thinking about?
He suddenly stood up and approached her.
Feng Jiu was so frightened that she quickly stood up and backed away: "Your Majesty, I really have no interest in men. Your Majesty, please don't mess around."
Zhan Qingcheng paused and his eyes fell on her flat chest.
Feng Jiu was not afraid and showed her chest generously.
Doesn't he still believe that he is a man? Should he take off his clothes again and show him?
However, it's dawn now, and the light is much better than last night. I don't know if he will be able to see any flaws.
The flaw is actually on the arm and elbow. If he just opened the shirt and let him look at the chest, he shouldn't be able to see it.
However, being too proactive in letting Uncle Nine Emperors look at his "chest" seemed a bit like having three hundred taels of silver in this place, so Fengjiu pretended to be a little annoyed and turned sideways to avoid his wanton gaze.
Although they are all men, it is still very rude to stare directly at their chests.
"My lord, what else are you going to do? I shouldn't have committed any crime, right? Is your lord going to ruin my future?"
How can someone who has promised to be the No. 1 village in the world break his promise? For businessmen, credibility is crucial.
Zhan Qingcheng said nothing and continued to walk towards her.
Feng Jiu's breathing was slightly chaotic, but at this time, she could only pretend to be calm.
At worst, let him tear off her clothes and let him see her flat "chest".
It's just that she tears her clothes off at every turn. Although the breasts are fake, it feels like the Ninth Prince tore off her clothes to look at her body, which always makes people feel a little embarrassed.
What she fears most is that this guy not only looks, but also makes moves. If he really makes a move, the fake chest will definitely be exposed!
