The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 560 "You really don't worry about me running with the ball?"

As soon as the curtain of Xiao San's tent was lowered, people outside immediately started talking about it.

Such a beautiful family member came to the training camp specially in the evening, who didn't know what to do.

"This is a military training camp, you should always divide your misbehavior—"

Before Xiao San could finish his sentence, Feng Ming sealed his mouth to absorb freely...! !

After falling in love, Feng Ming sat on the man's strong lap and panted heavily: "What are you pretending..." She glanced down and drew the corners of her mouth triumphantly.

Xiao San seemed to be angry, he carried Feng Ming on his shoulders, turned around and walked towards the built-in big bed——

The guards outside blinded themselves: Can't hear, can't hear, can't understand...

Three seconds later, the eardrum was severely ravaged——

Damn, this job can't be done!
After the violent ups and downs, Feng Ming lay on Xiao San's chest, and said calmly: "I'm leaving."

Xiao San suddenly opened his eyes, but did not speak.

Feng Ming probably didn't expect Xiao San to say anything, she said nervously, "Go back to Feng Ming."

After a while, she poked the man's protruding Adam's apple with her hand, and her crystal peach eyes were covered with a layer of clear mist, which was very seductive: "Will you miss me?"

Xiao San grabbed Feng Ming's dishonest hand, "Will you miss your bed partner?"

In other words, isn't this the relationship between the two of them?

They have been there so many times, but she has never confessed anything to him. Sometimes Xiao San feels that their current relationship is very funny, as if he is Feng Ming's object to vent his lust, and he comes to him when he needs it, and he doesn't need it anymore. , it seems that in her world, there has never been a trace of him appearing.

Feng Ming was quiet for a while, as if he was a little overwhelmed by the word "bed partner".

She asked: "Bed partner? In your heart, is this the relationship we have?"

Xiao San sneered, "Isn't it?"

Feng Ming also sneered unwillingly, his heart was stung, but he still smiled on his face: "Okay, you are right, anyway after tonight, we will never see each other again. "

This time...it was Xiao San's turn to fall into silence.

He understands that he can't forcefully keep Feng Ming by his side, she is the monarch of the dynasty and has a heavy responsibility on her shoulders, and his identity is also destined not to act recklessly and do as he pleases.

"When?" Xiao San asked suddenly.

Feng Ming slept on the pillow next to Xiao San, he didn't realize what he was asking for a moment.

Xiao San added: "When will you leave tomorrow?"

Feng Ming looked at the top of the tent with wide eyes, and his bright red lips parted slightly: "At noon."

"..."

The whole night, they have been wantonly asking for it without stopping...

The next day, Feng Ming endured the soreness all over his body and picked up the clothes. Fortunately, she was wearing a cloak last night, which could cover the marks on her neck.

"Honestly, Happy King..."

Feng Ming put on the veil, and before leaving, he whispered this sentence in his ear: "Are you really not worried about me running away with the ball?"

So many times, they have never done a single measure.

The guard of honor of the Fengming Dynasty set off on time, and Empress Fengming sat high on the float, once again becoming the focus of the entire street.

And Xiao San, who watched the guard of honor go away from a distance, still hasn't realized what Feng Ming said...

"What!? Run with the ball!!!"

Xiao San had no choice but to ask Concubine Ning and Concubine Hua for advice, but Concubine Hua exploded on the spot when she heard it: "Hurry up now, no matter what method you use, even if it is to carry, bring Fengming back to me !"

(End of this chapter)