The Ice Lord Prime Minister’s Black-Bellied Wife - Chapter 175

“Be obedient.” Bai Yu’s hands clasped on Bai Xi’s waist tightened tightly, making her closer to him and making him feel him.

Bai Xi moved his mouth, but he did not speak.

“If you are not obedient, I have a way to make you obedient.” The voice was a little hoarse, with golden eyes, and there seemed to be something burning inside.

“I promised.” Bai Xi took a sip of water and broke his arms. She just felt his desire just now, and she was sure that if she didn’t agree, she would be squeezed out by him.

Feng Ming smiled a little, leaned against the car wall and closed his eyes, covering his newly burning desire.

After half an hour, they finally returned to Fengfu. However, as soon as they got off the carriage, they welcomed a person.

As soon as Murong Qingchen in a Chinese suit got out of the carriage, Yu Guang saw the unmanned carriage slowly stop. When he saw the white figure coming down from the carriage, his eyes were always sharp and clear. He flickered calmly, and he was still here.

“Murong Qingchen?” Bai Xi looked at Murong Qingchen who suddenly appeared here in amazement. How could he appear in Fengcheng at this time? No, the Feng family.

“Yuehua … son.” Murong Qingchen finally added the word son.

“Master Murong, what a coincidence.” Bai Xi said politely, but the tone of intentional alienation was also expressed in his tone.

Murong Qingchen smiled lightly and didn’t answer, but when he looked up slightly at the crescent white figure standing beside Bai Xi, the smile on his face had faded. . “

Feng Ming gave a faint response and didn’t say much.

The three walked side by side. On the way, the three did not say until Feng Chun appeared. When he appeared, he first greeted Chao Fengming, and then directly put on Murong Qingchen’s right shoulder. I am very familiar, like a brother, “Orange, you are really fast.”

Dust? orange! Bai Xi raised his eyebrow and looked at Feng Chun with a smile on his face, and then glanced at Murong Qingchen, who had a black line on his face, and unconsciously raised his lips.

“Take good care of your guests.” After Feng Ming indifferently dropped the sentence, he no longer ignored the two people, but pulled Bai Xi and continued to walk towards Fengyang Palace.

“Orange, shouldn’t you also like that boy?” Feng Chun noticed Murong Qingchen’s gaze that fell on Bai Xi’s body. She stepped back and kept a distance for two steps, her eyes enlarged, and her face Disbelief.

Murong Qingchen glared, and spit out lightly, “I said, don’t call me an orange.”

“If you don’t call Orange, you can’t call Brother Orange, don’t you think it’s weird?” Feng Chun stared at Murong Qingchen with a look of embarrassment, as if Brother Orange was really embarrassed for him.

“I don’t think it’s necessary to talk about that Cuju.” Murong Qingchen’s face was dull, and he turned and walked back.

“Don’t … Don’t see me for a long time, just make a joke.” Feng Chun was really angry when he saw Murong Qingchen, and laughed with the shoulder of the latter, “Besides, today is your birthday, isn’t it? Are you going to spend it in a carriage? Let me celebrate it for you. “

“Take your hand away.” Murong Qingchen spit out lightly.

Feng Chun obediently obediently took away the hand on Murong Qingchen’s shoulder, “Let’s go, my elder brother and the owner told me I would treat you well.”

Murong Qingchen didn’t walk toward the door any more, but turned around and walked slowly, but he didn’t know what he was thinking.

Feng Chun was relieved, he managed to invite the oranges, how could he let him go back so soon.

“By the way, orange … dust, do you and the moon-daddy know each other?” He was absolutely right. Just now, Orange’s look at the boy’s eyes was completely different from the normal orange. Orange is cold and indifferent to anyone, but his eyes just now seemed to have a lot of emotions he couldn’t tell.

Murong Qingchen didn’t seem to hear Feng Chun’s question, but he seemed to hear it, and didn’t want to answer. I didn’t see any response from him.

“Dust, as a friend, I advise you, there are so many women in the world, why do you want that man, hey, my big brother and the owner are the same, you too, I really do n’t understand what happened to you.” Talking.

“Who said I like him?” Murong Qingchen said lightly.

“No?”

Murong Qingchen glanced lightly, speeding up his pace, ignoring Feng Chun directly, and Feng Chun was more sure of what he thought.

The other end.

“Feng Chun and Murong Qingchen seem to be familiar?” Bai Xi asked softly. It was hard not to make people think that picture just now.

“Yep.”

“Murong Qingchen is a guest invited by Feng Chun?” She thought that Murong Qingchen was looking for him, but unexpectedly it was Feng Chun, a guest from the second family of Feng, and Feng Chun was not the day of the winter solstice. Only returned to the Feng family, and today Murong Qingchen he invited to the Feng family, this speed is really faster.

“Yep.”

“Feng Ming, what’s wrong with you?” Bai Xi stopped suddenly, his eyes stared directly at a thoughtful man at this time, what happened to this man? It looks like this picture since the carriage.

The thin lips curled into a straight line, Jinmu focused on the delicate little face in front of him, and rubbed the little face with a white jade hand, and he did not see him for a long time.

Bai Xi did not dodge. The two looked at each other like this. This road is the only way to Fengyang Palace. No one else will appear. If they are seen by others, it will cause a small storm.

After a long while, I still don’t see any words from Feng Ming. Bai Xi slowly said with some worries, “What’s the matter with you?” Strangely, she never saw him look like he is now, although his expression was the same as usual , But she felt that he was weird now.

“I……”

“Well? What?”

“Let ’s continue with the unfinished thing on the carriage.” Bai Xi had no time to react, Feng Ming had hugged her and quickly disappeared into the night, flying to Fengyang Palace.

Yuyang Palace

Feng Chun didn’t say anything wrong. He did help Murong Qingchen to celebrate his birthday. He didn’t know if Murong Qingchen was in a good mood or something. I saw that he didn’t drink a lot. He drank a lot today.

“Orange, haven’t you met the Moon Boy already?” Feng Chun saw that Murong Qingchen was a little drunk, and there was a hint of slyness in his eyes, and he didn’t believe he couldn’t ask him tonight.

“Well.” Murong Qingchen responded softly.

After getting the answer, Feng Chun raised a smile of satisfaction and continued to ask, “Do you like him?”

Murong Qingchen didn’t say a word. The sharp and clear eyes had been dyed with a layer of veil as soon as he started drinking. Only by opening this veil can he see his inner thoughts.