This Lord is Too Cruel: 034 The slave wants to feed himself by himself

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Male sex: "Lord" is too cruel, 034 slaves ask him to feed him himself

The two of them were obviously startled, but they didn't show their expressions. Father Feng hurriedly entered the hall to report, then he smiled and looked at Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu, "Two concubines, the prince is waiting for you. .Shu Chi Wuyan"

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu nodded slightly, then entered the bedroom and stood in the hall, but they all looked sideways, looking towards the inner hall, gold curtains and gauze tents, and a bright red gown scattered beside the bed. And on the bed, Ye Meixi's body was close to Feng Aotian, her arms exposed Jinbei's arms around her neck, a pair of glamorous red lips slightly hooked, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her lips ran across Feng Aotian's mouth. , Jiaochuan again and again.

Feng Aotian kissed his lips very cooperatively, the petals of the lips were still red and swollen, and his face was like a peach blossom. I felt pity, very beautiful.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu looked at such a scene, and they knew what was happening in the inner hall now. It's just that they used to hate the place, why, but now they have the urge to rush in?

Feng Aotian's robe hung on his shoulders, with a lazy appearance, he got off the bed and whispered in his ear, "Let me stay, and I will come back later."

Ye Mei Xi Jiao smiled and watched Feng Aotian walk out of the inner hall, her eyes flashed with invisible sadness, and then she pulled up the silk blanket and covered her head. The night had not yet arrived, but he Some expectations are rare...

Feng Aotian walked out of the inner hall, looked at Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu, and took out the tokens he had prepared for going out, "take it."

Lan Jingshu bowed his head and took the token. This token to leave the house was extremely heavy in his opinion. He could really get out of this prison and do what he wanted to do. Here, the inner ecstasy is beyond words.

Feng Aotian snapped his fingers, "Send Al Asai to protect Concubine Lan in secret and wait for his dispatch at any time."

"Yes." The soul replied coldly.

Lan Jingshu knelt on the ground, "Weichen thank you, the regent, and he will fulfill his mission and do his errands well."

"Well, it's done, I'll take care of you, I will do what I say, I will wait for you to return triumphantly." Feng Aotian raised his hand slightly, and took Lan Jingshu with him and gave another order. The card is placed in his hand, "The soldiers and horses within the two Huaihe Rivers are mobilized as you go."

Lan Jingshu clenched the token in his hand, feeling even more heavy. This is a kind of trust, but this kind of trust is something he never thought of, let alone hope, why would he trust himself so much?

Mu Hanjin stood on one side obediently. What happened in the past few days made him unable to figure out. He didn't know which one the regent was singing now, but he was so silent by her. She got involved in the trap she set up. Now, it is difficult to get out of it, but why is there such a trace of hope in her heart?

Lan Jingshu led the order and withdrew from the bedroom, raised his eyes. Now the sun is shining and the sky is wonderful. He takes a deep breath. He never feels that this oppressive, desperate palace of the Regent still has such free air, he A gentle smile was raised at the corner of his mouth, like a spring breeze, he stepped forward and briskly walked towards the gate of the palace.

Feng Gonggong watched Lan Jingshu's happy footsteps. He thought about the man who entered the palace in the past two years, who is not full of sadness? When has there been such a windy appearance? He couldn't help but sigh secretly, his master is really mighty.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Come here."

Mu Hanjin moved forward step by step, but her heart was trembling slightly, even her fingers were trembling. He didn't know what he was nervous about. Once, when he saw her, he would always be silent and indifferent. However, this time, he was nervous from the heart for no reason.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms. He lowered his eyes and sat in her arms obediently, "What do you do with your head down?" There was a touch of tenderness in the cold voice, but it sounded It is a rare softness.

Mu Hanjin sighed, what happened to him? What are you nervous about? She is not the original one, why is he so afraid?

Thinking of this, he raised his eyes, just hitting his deep pupils that were exploring her, he paused, and raised his eyebrows, "Weichen...Weichen..."

Seeing his shy appearance, Feng Aotian couldn't help but laugh in a low voice, "Leng Qianye now lives in your courtyard. Before his injury healed, you moved here."

Mu Hanjin couldn't help but shake her body and mind, live here? Thinking of this, I can't help but think of the old scenes in my mind, and the corners of my mouth appear pale.

Feng Aotian raised his chin, "Are you afraid of the Lord?"

Mu Hanjin looked at her unsuspectingly, but bumped into a cold eye, he shook his head quickly, "Weichen...not..."

"Afraid or not?" Feng Aotian said solemnly, with a terrifying courage in his tone, which made people shudder.

"Fear." Mu Hanjin replied truthfully, how could she not be afraid of her? However, he never meant to please her. He used to be with her in the past, but it was only pleasing to the eye, so he never said it.

Feng Aotian bowed her head and kissed the corner of his mouth, not as sweet as Ye Meixi, but with a refreshing mint, very comfortable, she whispered, "Master likes to tell the truth. People."

Mu Hanjin was a little overwhelmed by Feng Aotian's uncertain look, so she could only sit stiffly in her arms and let her do whatever she wanted.

Feng Aotian took his hand, and the two of them walked into the study. Today morning, the memorials she put down have covered the newly-built table, she raised her hand slightly, "You will endorse these books in the future. Show it to Lord."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin lowered her head slightly and responded in a low voice.

"Can I have lunch?" Feng Aotian looked at the sky, she was a little hungry now.

"Not yet." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and faced Feng Aotian's eyes. Her bottomless eyes were as keen as they could perceive everything, completely different from the past regents. Could it be that, Did she suddenly change her temper, or did she hide it too deeply? He has never dared to use his power for fear of harming the innocent, but now he is curious, should he check if she went to the border, what happened?

Mu Hanjin is still full of doubts at this moment, but she dare not disobey, after all, she holds his deadly handle in her hand.

"Grandpa Feng, put the meal." Feng Aotian commanded in a cold voice, and immediately took Mu Hanjin's hand out of the study, walked to the lobby, and looked at Ye Meixi who was lying on the bed in the inner hall. If you haven’t stayed over to dine with your master, don’t you think it’s impossible for your master to feed you himself?"

The ambiguity in the words, like a warm current slowly flowing into Ye Meixi’s ears, he lifted the quilt, raised his eyes, and smiled at Shang Feng Aotian’s evil charm, “Master, the slave’s lips are You bite it, the slave wants to feed it yourself."

While speaking, his brocade was slipped off, revealing his condensed skin, his hair scattered on his chest, and his lips were swollen and swollen and dripping charmingly, and said softly.

His mere light is facing Mu Hanjin standing on Feng Aotian's side, and at this moment, Mu Hanjin is also watching him...

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