Qiaoer almost choked to death by pastry!

When the prince entered the door, Chu Qingge was still hanging one of his legs on the chair and had no time to take it back.

Feng Zao followed in the door, but Feng Liye pushed his palm and hit the wall.

So he simply covered his forehead that was hit and thought about it in front of the wall, and didn't dare to look back at it.

I don’t know what the princess is doing, so I can’t even take a look!

The prince seemed to be getting more and more stingy.

Feng Liye narrowed his eyes and his eyes were locked on a little foot.

Really barefoot!

Does this woman want to seduce him?

"Shi, Prince!" Qiao'er knelt on the ground with a loud bang, and half of the pastry was still in her mouth. She was so scared that she could not swallow it or vomit it out. It was so sad.

"You... you scared her." Chu Qingge finally swallowed the pastry and wanted to put her feet down.

The figure in front of him approached in an instant.

"Huh?" She opened her eyes wide and stared at the big palm where he held her feet, looking incredible.

"Criminal...Master, what are you doing?"

He actually held her feet and didn't put them down! Why did he feel that he was being flirted with inexplicably?

Feng Liye didn't know what he wanted to do?

Feng Zao came to report before and said that she didn't want to step on her little feet, he had fantasized about how it would feel to hold her little feet in his palm.

After entering the door, I didn't expect to see her snow-white feet on the chair at first sight.

This is completely subconscious and there is no need to think about it. He just came over and held the other person like this.

A little, impulsive.

But there was still no expression on Feng Liye's frozen face that he didn't want to be seen.

His eyes fell on her feet, and his expression was indifferent: "Fengzao said that your feet were injured, I'll take a look."

"My foot is injured?" Chu Qingge turned his head and looked at Feng Zao who was still thinking about it, with a suspicion: "When did I say it?"

Feng Zao was crying in his heart that he was wronged!

Where did people say this?

I want to find a way out, so don’t take the blame for him!

But now, it is impossible not to take the blame.

If you don’t cooperate well, you will definitely kill him, pinch him to death, stab him to death with a sword, or beat him to death with a stick. This is absolutely terrifying!

"Well, princess, you...didn't you just say that your feet hurt, so don't you go to Qingyunyuan?"

Chu Qingge and Qiaoer looked at each other, looking confused.

Who said my feet hurt? You said it?

No, princess, your feet are so good, where does it hurt?

Chu Qingge's eyes finally fell on Feng Zao's back: "I haven't said it..."

"Princess, you did say that your feet hurt and it was not convenient to go to Qingyunyuan. I remember it very clearly!"

Feng Zao insisted that in order to give the prince an excuse to be faced, he decided to be the deadbeat!

"Princess, now I'll ask the prince to come over to show you your feet, but you said you're fine. Isn't this arguing for injustice?"

He didn't look back—of course he didn't dare to go back!

Indignation!

"Princess, you are so... too much!"

"..." What can Chu Qingge say?

Just now, I did refuse to go to Qingyunyuan because of my own feet.

But wasn’t it the rise of eating melon seeds at that time? What kind of excuses do you know?

"Okay, my feet are a little uncomfortable, I... that! I'm fine now! Hello! What are you going to do?"

This man actually picked her up and carried me onto the bed?

Is this ambiguous move?
Chapter completed!