Chapter 160 What Does He Really Care About? >>>

g violently, suddenly became still.She put a compliant smile back on her face and said, "Yes, whatever Zong Han says goes. Tomorrow, I'll sing for Miss Chu.""Sing the most favorite one.""Okay."Shen Si...If it weren't for getting Chu Qingge drunk like this, Feng Liye thought he might really strangle her.

Well, people often speak their minds after having a few drinks. Could she really mean what she's saying now

"Do you really want to leave me and find another man"

He didn't know what he was angry about, but he just wanted to kill someone!

"Who are you looking for Feng Si Or Mu Bai"

"Wind" Chu Qingge couldn't see his eyes clearly, but she inexplicably felt a chill down her spine.

There's a creepy, eerie feeling here, it feels dangerous.

She shook her head, trying to clear it.

What was that you just said

"Wind howls..."

"You dare to call his name!" Feng Liye's five fingers tightened, and anger instantly burned in his chest.

"Feng Si is that bastard, don't."

Chuchen Ge wanted to turn over and continue sleeping.

But, her wrist was grasped by him, pinching her until it hurt.

She was unhappy: "Let go!"

Instead of letting go, the other party squeezed even tighter.

"That jerk" Was he talking about him

She was not bothered by the wind, and his heart, which had been raised in concern, felt inexplicably relieved.

But, she refused because of the wind and his relationship. Ultimately, the one she disliked was still him.

"I let you go." How did Chu Qingge know what he was thinking

She only knew that someone was pinching her wrist, which made her feel very disgusted!

"Let go!"

The other party is still unresponsive.

She was upset and slapped him.

With a loud crack, he was struck on the neck.

The blue-feathered guard outside almost couldn't help but rush in, not knowing who was fighting whom.

What if it was the princess who got hit

Qiao'er immediately pulled him, gesturing with her eyes for him to not cause trouble.

Is it any of his business what goes on between the prince and princess in their own bedroom

Lan Yu wasn't that she didn't understand, but because she understood Qiao Er's implication, her heart became even more agitated.

The princess and the prince's... bedroom affairs.

How come it's so annoying

Qiao'er pushed him. "Don't stay here, something bad will happen!"

Lan Yu glared at her.

In the end, he made up his mind and walked away.

What are the couple doing in their room It's none of his business as a servant.

After making sure there was no conflict among the people inside, Qiao'er left peacefully.

I hope that after tonight, the relationship between the Crown Prince and the Princess can be completely better.

Inside, the atmosphere was indeed a little ambiguous now.

After slapping him, Chu Qingge was still unsatisfied. She raised her hand again to strike another blow.

But this time, his wrist was grabbed and pinned to the top of his own head.

Feng Li ye did not realize that she was pressing her hand down, and her body uncontrollably pressed up.

By the time they were aware of it, the two bodies were tangled together in a very ambiguous posture.

"Damn it…" She was drunk, drowsiness washed over her, and her eyes were struggling to stay open.

What I remember most vividly are all his flaws, all that is bad about him.

But at this moment, Feng Liye's anger had long since subsided.

Looking at her slightly parted, pale pink lips, a surge of impulse coursed through him, one he hadn't even anticipated himself, stirring something deep within.

"Do you really want to leave" He didn't know what kind of result he wanted.

I thought I didn't care, but tonight, for some reason, I do.

Is he angry because he feels like the one who was abandoned

Even I don't know what I really want.

But she, being a royal woman, from royalty, killed his father.

If the emperor hadn't withheld the reinforcements, my father would not have died in battle!

What does he still care about

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First released on the Traditional Chinese Novels websiteople feel even more sorry for her."Don't hurt me, Feng Si General, please."Chu Weiyun threw herself at his feet, shielding her guards. She looked up at him, gazing into his eyes."Please."The wind whip...