Chapter 143 Look, Your Masterpiece

He was forced to kiss three times in one night. After all, he is also a man, how could he suffer such "humiliation"?
Shuang Feichen immediately turned against the guest and threw Wen Moyan onto the bed.

How could Wen Moyan's clumsy kiss after drunk can satisfy Shuang Feichen's desire for her.

Only a kiss led by him can express his surging enthusiasm.

The stormy kiss shackles her actions.

Already drunk, at this moment it was more like being soaked in a wine jar, his body was heaving up and down, obviously almost drowned, but he was still attracted by the aroma of the wine, making people intoxicated.

Shuang Feichen's sanity was even more shattered, and his hands, which had nowhere to rest, climbed onto his skirt.

This dress was chosen by him. It has a pure color and a gorgeous style. It has a fly in the ointment and is a bit complicated.

How the skirt is tied, there is no way to untie it.

Shuang Feichen's eager fingers were about to be tied to the skirt, but he couldn't pull it apart.

Annoyed!

Work hard!

The gorgeous dress was torn apart in an instant, and the goose-yellow little dress appeared before her eyes.

Shuang Feichen raised his head, looking at Wen Moyan's little coat with red eyes.

Shuang Feichen only felt that the picture in front of him was so beautiful that it was unreal, and he didn't know if it was because he had been kissing Wen Moyan for too long, and he also smelled of alcohol and was a little drunk.

He bent down, wanting to see which embroiderer was so skillful, embroidering the fat white rabbit so lifelike.

But before he could see clearly, he suddenly remembered something.

Shen Wangshu told him that the poison in his body could be passed on to women through sexual intercourse.

In other words, he can use the lives of others to continue his own life.

No... he can't do this, he can't put Wen Moyan in danger for his own sake.

Shuang Fei sighed deeply, feeling a little regretful in his heart. He pulled the quilt and gently covered Wen Moyan's body, while he lay beside her, holding her gently in his arms. After a while, the two of them coincidentally Fell asleep.

……

When Qingyue came back after making the hangover tea, he heard that there was no movement in the room.

He knocked on the door lightly and called out in a low voice: "My lord, my lord's hangover tea is ready."

However, the response to Qingyue was silence.

Qingyue gently pushed open the door, but saw Shuang Feichen's clothes hanging on the screen, and Wen Moyan's veil skirt was torn and still on the ground.

Qingyue didn't dare to approach in an instant.

He hurriedly came out with sober tea, closed the door carefully, and couldn't help but smile in relief.

"My lord has finally consummated the house!" Qingyue actually felt the joy of my family's newborn son.

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next morning.

Wen Moyan was awakened by herself.

Wen Moyan in her sleep only felt that a rope was strangling her neck, making it impossible for her to break free no matter what.

Wen Moyan, who was half asleep and half awake, felt that she was powerless to struggle, so she could only beg: "My lord, don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm really not the prince's accomplice, my lord, don't...don't...ah!"

After an exclamation, Wen Moyan opened his eyes suddenly.

She breathed heavily, and immediately touched the rope around her neck.

When she touched a thin rope, she sat up in shock!
Help, isn't it a dream?Is it true that someone is going to kill her?

Wen Moyan tore off the rope forcefully, she couldn't help grinning in pain.

But when she held the rope in her hand, she was stunned.

This...why does this seem familiar?

The goose yellow thin belt is followed by a piece of cloth, and two little fat rabbits are embroidered on the cloth.

This is……

Wen Moyan's eyes widened. Isn't this her little bellyband?

The co-author was because she slept dishonestly, rubbing her bellyband to her back and turning it into a "cloak", so the thin belt tied around her neck strangled her throat?

Wen Moyan let out a long sigh, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his apron.

After wiping, Wen Moyan felt something was wrong.

The bellyband is in her hand, so on her...

Wen Moyan looked down and saw everything!
"Ah—" There was another scream.

Wen Moyan hurriedly went to find some clothes to cover her naked body, but when she turned her head, she saw Shuang Feichen with fiery eyes and a bit of pain in her forbearance!

Help!How could Shuang Feichen be on her bed?
Wen Moyan looked at Shuang Feichen, then at herself, and then screamed heart-piercingly: "Ah—"

Wen Moyan hurriedly pulled the quilt over and hugged her in her arms, huddled at the foot of the bed.

Shuang Fei dug his ears deeply, and said helplessly, "Sooner or later, this king will make you deaf."

Wen Moyan hugged the quilt tightly and complained, "You...you're obscene!"

Shuang Feichen was speechless.

Rebut it, but Wen Moyan's clothes were torn by him, so he is really powerless to refute.

Admit it, but she took off Wen Moyan's underwear and undershirt herself, so he really didn't do anything.

Shuang Feichen looked at Wen Moyan, whose face was flushed and trembling with nervousness, and felt inexplicably happy.

He looked at Wen Moyan, pretending to be angry and asked, "Dirty? You mean me?"

"Who else but you?" Wen Moyan was angry, although she didn't dare to look at Shuang Feichen, there was no fear in her tone.

Shuang Fei said helplessly: "Wen Moyan, look up at me. You took off your clothes yourself. You ripped off my clothes. Now you call me obscene?"

Wen Moyan was slightly taken aback, then subconsciously looked at Shuang Feichen.

At this moment, Shuang Feichen's upper body was only wearing a white undershirt, the skirt was wide open, revealing the muscular but not obtrusive chest muscles inside.

Shuang Feichen pointed to the position on his left chest, and said, "Look for yourself, your masterpiece!"

Wen Moyan took a look, there... there was a tooth mark there.

At this moment, the tooth marks are red and purple, as if the bite is not light!
No way!help!It's not her bite, is it?
Wen Moyan quickly lowered her head and began to recall what happened last night.

She remembered that she drank a lot of plum brew, and then, in order to teach Mu Hongyu a lesson, she played the song Flying Daggers, and then...

Then why can't I remember clearly?
Wen Moyan reached out and hammered his head, trying to recall more, but the picture in his mind was still blurry.

She vaguely remembered that she slept hotter and hotter last night, so she took off her clothes, and then fell asleep and fell asleep again, so she burrowed into the quilt...

The quilt is warm and scalding hot, but it doesn't seem to be that soft, and it can't be covered on the body, it can only be hugged.

that quilt...

Wen Moyan looked at Shuang Feichen again, his expression was serious, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Shuang Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "Remember?"

Wen Moyan did not respond.

Shuang Feichen continued: "You are really powerful. This king is poisoned and unconscious, and you can wake him up. One moment he said it was hot, and he insisted on taking off his clothes, and another moment he said it was cold, so he squeezed into my arms with all his strength. , Wen Moyan, you probably took enough advantage, so don't admit it."

(End of this chapter)

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