Chapter 737 Regent, Empress Dowager (63)

Qian Qiu just pulled the door latch halfway.

Feng Xun finally lost his composure, and stepped forward to hold her hand.

Qian Qiu raised her eyes and glanced at him.

It seems that the little brother likes playing hard to get.

As soon as she approaches, he runs away.

As soon as he left, he posted it again.

"Why, do you come here only after I leave?"

Feng Xun didn't answer Qian Qiu's question, but asked instead:
"You haven't told me why you came to me."

Qianqiu hooked his hands, "Come closer, lower."

Feng Xun still hesitated.

Qianqiu said slowly again:

"I'm leaving?"

He grabbed Qian Qiu's hand tightly, as if he didn't want her to leave, he bent down.

She originally thought that the little brother would be difficult to deal with, but she never thought that it was actually so easy.

Qian Qiu's brows and eyes slightly curved, with a smile.

Standing on tiptoe, she slapped him in the face.

Feng Xun's body froze, and he felt the soft and warm lips resting on his face with scorching heat.

Qianqiu babbled and said:

"It's over."

"...What?" Feng Xun was at a loss.

"It's over, I came here just to kiss you." Qianqiu's tone was righteous.

Feng Xun had no way to criticize her blatantly molesting her.

He could only respond.

"Oh."

Qianqiu was a little helpless, raised his hand and pinched his cheek again.

Feng Xun's expression was indifferent, giving off a cold and gloomy look.

His face was soft, his skin was as smooth as jade, with a slight coolness, and it was very comfortable to pinch.

Qian Qiu stretched out two hands again, and tore Feng Xun's face into a little hamster.

She said, "Can you say a few more words? Huh?"

Feng Xun pursed her lips.

If Qianqiu had the relationship with him in the past, it was still the empress dowager who listened to the government behind the curtain and the regent Wang Fengxun.

He might not feel that way yet.

How could he care about a mere empress dowager?

It's just that this empress dowager is Qianqiu.

They live under the same roof, even in the same yard.

It is clear that two people are already close at hand.

He was a little scared.

Since he was a child, he has never gotten along with anyone normally, let alone with the woman he likes.

What to do, what to say.

He didn't understand, so he stayed behind closed doors for days, just to hide from Qianqiu.

half an hour.

He choked out two words:
"okay."

Qianqiu: "..."

One more word than just said, really wronged the regent.

On weekdays, when he faced those ministers, he spoke concisely and directly to the point.

He is very good at speaking official words and digging holes for others without changing his face.

However, if you want him to say something homely.

He couldn't utter a word.

Only then did Qianqiu understand.

I'm afraid Feng Xun is talking nonsense, right?

at this time.

The guard's cautious voice came from outside the door:

"Well, master... the empress dowager... the wine is here..."

Qianqiu immediately opened the door latch.

Feng Xun took Qian Qiu into his arms, and took a few steps back.

His movements were quick, obviously subconscious, for fear that Qianqiu would catch a glance at Mengzhong.

This time, this dream wakes up.

The two are strangers again.

Qian Qiu couldn't reach out his hand, so he stretched out his foot and kicked the door open.

Seeing that the door was open, the dark guard was about to enter.

He saw the scene in front of him, and was so frightened that the jar of wine in his hand almost fell to the ground.

The dark guard gasped.

Now this closeness is Feng Xun holding Qianqiu into his arms, the clothes of the two are a little messy.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, lonely men and widows.

Messy clothes, sharing a room.

Oops!

Why no matter how you look at it, it seems that you have ruined a good thing by yourself! ?
(End of this chapter)

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