Fengqi Palace
Su Man pretended to be drunk and did not open her eyes, allowing the palace servants to carry her to the bed.
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been going on for too long, or if the alcohol is too strong, but I suddenly feel a little dizzy.
In a daze, she felt someone helping her wipe her face and take off her clothes.
But he stopped at taking off his pajamas. Su Man ignored him and rolled directly into the quilt, intending to lie there all night.
However, Feng Jun, who had changed into pajamas and taken a shower, fell into deep thought as he looked at Su Man, who was sleeping like a dead pig.
At this moment, Su Man was lying flat on the bed. Drunk, she looked a little softer than usual. Her eyes, which always held a playful air, were covered by her eyelids, leaving only her eyelashes as black as crow feathers.
Looking at the quilt that rose and fell with his chest, Feng Jun swallowed.
My father said that if you want to keep a woman, you have to control two things about her: her stomach and her kidneys.
This is a golden opportunity! Feng Jun was secretly excited, his hands were ready to move, but before he touched Su Man, he hesitated again.
His Majesty is asleep now. What if His Majesty doesn't want to favor him? What if she wakes up and gets angry?
Feng Jun suddenly felt scared. Would he be the first Feng Jun to be deposed for sleeping with his wife?
Unless, Your Majesty is willing.
But she was already drunk like an old woman, how could she show her willingness?
Suddenly, Feng Jun had an idea.
He quietly lifted up Suman's hands that were folded on her abdomen, and then carefully observed Suman's reaction.
Seeing that her breathing was still steady, Feng Jun felt relieved. It seemed that she had fallen asleep, so he could proceed to the next item of the program with confidence.
...
At the same time, Su Man kept her breathing rhythm and remained alert.
What was Feng Jun doing when he wasn't sleeping? Could it be that he had a side to him that she didn't know about?
While she was thinking, Feng Jun had already grabbed his belt with Su Man's hand and pulled it gently.
The bow on top immediately came loose, revealing the wheat-colored skin and strong chest muscles.
Feng Jun pinched his throat and said, "Oh, Your Majesty, you are so annoying. Aren't you drunk? Why are you still touching me?"
“…”
Suman???
Realizing that Feng Jun was directing and acting in the drama himself, Su Man's mouth twitched wildly.
Fortunately, Feng Jun was so focused on acting that he didn't notice it at all.
He used Suman's hand to pull down his shirt again, exposing his abdominal muscles under the candlelight.
"Your Majesty, no, you are drunk, don't do this."
Although he refused with his mouth, Feng Jun's body was very honest. He used Su Man's hands to help him take off his pajamas.
Su Man, adhering to the idea of dedicating herself to art, opened her eyes a little.
Feng Jun's figure is different from those slightly weak nobles and concubines in the harem, and he exudes a strong hormone.
His skin is dark, and with the smooth muscle lines, he has a more sensual beauty.
I don’t know if it was because he received Su Man’s brain waves, but Feng Jun actually put her slightly cold hand on his abdomen.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing? Are you taking off my pants?"
Feng Jun said in an awkward tone, "Since Your Majesty insists on this, then I will do it myself."
“…”
Su Man's abdomen kept twitching because she was trying to hold back her laughter. She almost used up all her strength to control herself from laughing out loud. How cute!
Just when she wanted to see what other surprises Feng Jun had waiting for her, he suddenly dived into the quilt.
"Ahhh! I can't do this, it's too embarrassing..."
“Hahahahahaha…”
Su Man finally couldn't help it. She should have been asleep, but she laughed so hard that she was out of breath, pounding her pillow, and almost died of laughter.
Feng Jun turned back in fear, "Your Majesty?"
Su Man waved her hand, signaling him to talk later.
However, Feng Jun realized that all his actions had been seen by Su Man. His mood at this moment could only be described in four words: despair.
It's over, it's all over, his pure image is completely ruined.
"Woo woo."
Feng Jun buried his head in the quilt, feeling ashamed and angry. "Your Majesty, please sentence me to death. I have no face to live any longer."
Su Man, who had laughed enough, patted his back and said comfortingly, "It's okay."
Feng Jun turned away with red eyes, "Really?"
Su Man nodded seriously, "Just be patient, this life will pass quickly."
Feng Jun???
"Woo woo, I won't live anymore!"
"Ha ha ha ha."
Su Man was stunned.
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After the recent incident, Feng Jun lost his soul. He wrapped himself in his own small quilt, locked himself in the bed and reflected on his mistakes.
Although Su Man could only see the back of his head, she could still see the grievance behind that round shape.
"Okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have laughed at you."
“…”
Feng Jun didn't react at all.
Seeing that he was really angry, Su Man said something nice to him, "Don't be angry, okay? I just think you're cute, I don't mean anything else."
"You're lying."
Feng Jun's voice was muffled, "You're obviously just mocking me."
"Then how can you not be angry?" Su Man asked patiently.
Feng Jun thought for a moment and said, “Unless you no longer have another beloved lord.
"Okay, I promise."
"You're lying." Feng Jun immediately retorted, "Before there was Di Zixiao, and now there's Zi Yi. Who knows what Zi will be in the future. No wonder my father said that women's mouths are deceiving. Dad is not lying to me."
Suman???
"So you made this request just to wait for me to agree and then scold me?"
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