The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 538 What does she think he is, her exclusive male pet?
With so many people present, Lord Long Live simply held a banquet in the Tongxin Hall.

The resplendent palace, the dazzling array of delicacies, and the elegant and luxurious Chinese tableware all reflect the profound culture and developed craftsmanship of the Yanchi Dynasty as a powerful country.

The banquet was held at a round table, Concubine Ning and Chacha sat on one side of Long Live Lord, on the other side was Xiao San, and on Xiao San's right was Feng Ming.

Xiao San didn't take the initiative to say a word to Feng Ming at the dinner table.

In front of everyone, Lord Long Live flirted with Concubine Ning without any scruples about being single.

He finishes his work every night, unless he is busy very late, he will go to bed in Tongxin Hall. He will go to Bamboo Palace for 360 out of 360 days in a year.

Concubine Ning said that she came here this time to give him a pair of shoes specially, if he believed that, then he, the Long Live Lord, would not do it.

His beloved concubine, the excuses she made might not even be able to hide it from a three-year-old child, let alone him.

Eunuch Li brought food to the Long Live Lord, and the Long Live Lord brought food to the daughter-in-law and daughter, "Feng Ming and I are discussing state affairs this time, and have never said anything other than state affairs."

Lord Long Live was under the table, holding Concubine Ning's delicate little hand in his palm, and placed it on his lap. Concubine Ning sat upright on her seat, her neck and the parts not covered by her clothes were completely red.

"Are you still jealous?"

In front of her are all the delicacies made by the top imperial chefs, but now Concubine Ning has no intention to focus on the delicious delicacies.

"Don't eat."

Long live Lord, he smiled happily, and never let go of the hand he held with Concubine Ning, the love between the two was as sweet as honey.

Except for Murong Ying and Chongyan who were still fighting each other in secret, enjoying the delicious tea and He Anjia seriously, and Xiao Shishi, who was always ignored and only brought by Eunuch Li, no one was thinking about the dinner table. Up.

For example... Fengming.

Xiao San didn't look sideways, as if he was a stranger to Feng Ming and had never seen him before.

Feng Ming's eyes kept glancing towards her dishonestly, seeing that Xiao San didn't pay attention to her at all, he was so angry that he wanted to pinch his thigh several times.

On the surface, the two of them remained calm, but under the table, they felt another dishonest warmth rubbing against their calves...

Xiao San frowned, lowered his eyes, and saw Feng Ming rubbing his leg against his.

Xiao San: "..." This woman wants to be a monster again.

She just put him to sleep, and left him alone for so long, and now she's teasing him again, what does she think he is, her exclusive male favourite?
After rubbing against each other for so long, there was no reaction from the man next to him, Feng Ming rubbed his calf with a coquettish face, took the opportunity to grab him, and tightened his hands suddenly——

"Boom!"

The plate in front of Xiao San was broken, and everyone looked at him in shock.

Xiaohengzi and Xiaohazi squatted in front of Xiao San, and picked up the broken plate: "King Xiaoyao, the servants will clean it up for you."

Seeing Xiao San's black face when he got up, Feng Ming couldn't bear to hide his face and snigger.

This woman is really lawless.

"Uncle Sanhuang, why is your face so red?"

It's okay if Chacha doesn't mention it, but when it is mentioned, everyone feels that Xiao San's face and ears are extremely red.

Xiao San hurriedly made an excuse: "Uh...it's too hot, this dress is a bit thick, it's hard to hold back."

Feng Ming leaned his elbows on the table, tilted his head to look at the man next to him, and said in a playful tone: "Is it really just the tight clothes? Xiaoyao Wang."

(End of this chapter)