233 Please conduct yourself with dignity, Your Majesty (34)_
Fu Shang raised his hand to push him away. His dark eyes were filled with a layer of mist and his red lips opened. don’t, we haven’t drunk the nuptial wine yet ...
Upon hearing this.
Yan Qi, on the other hand, stopped what he was doing. The storm of ink gathered in his long and narrow peach blossom eyes gradually cald down. His curled eyelashes trembled twice, hiding the uneasiness in his eyes.
“Yes, of course I’ll drink.”
He lifted Fu Shang up by the waist and walked towards the bed with steady steps.
After placing the woman in his arms onto the soft bed, Yan Qi turned around and took two cups of nuptial wine. His snow-white fingers held the cups.
He handed it over to Fu Shang.
She opened her clear eyes and took the glass of wine.
Their sleeves were intertwined.
After finishing this glass of wine, Yan Qi threw the glass on the ground.
A shattering sound was heard.
..
(?_?)
‘I’m a long dividing line ...’
..
The next morning.
Fu Shang was still sound asleep. His long black hair hung behind his head, and against his pale face, he looked even more delicate.
She did not sleep well.
He frowned.
Then, a slender hand gently touched her eyebrows.
Subconsciously, Fu Shang dodged to the side.
“Don’t ss around, I want to sleep ...” She mumbled.
She opened her eyes in a daze and saw the beauty sitting in front of the bed.
He was still wearing the red clothes from yesterday. His soft black hair hung down, and a few strands fell in front of his forehead, covering half of his face. The curve of his side profile was extrely stunning.
Her nose was tall and straight, and her light red lips were slightly curved. Of course, the most beautiful part was her eyes.
There was a bit of indifference and compassion in it, but there was also a sense of disregard for the common people.
The sunlight that shone in from outside was not glaring, but it was a little pale.
Against the light.
She was so beautiful that one could not take their eyes off her.
This was the first ti Fu min saw Yan Qi with his hair down.
She wasn’t feminine, but her beauty was sharp.
One only needed to look at him to understand that there were always beautiful won in this world that could not be described by ink and ink.
Fu Shang blinked and her mind cleared up a little. She slowly sat up and subconsciously raised her hand and wrapped it around the neck of the person in front of her.
She hugged him softly.
“.. Why are you up so early?”
Her voice had the laziness of soone who had just woken up, a little hoarse, and a little coy.
The beauty replied softly, “”I couldn’t sleep, so I woke up.”
As he spoke, he raised his hand slightly and helped Fu Shang gather his soft black hair.
His tone was calm and quiet.
Listening to it could calm one’s heart.
Why was little Tiantian suddenly so gentle? she was not used to it.
Fu Shang blinked and looked up at Yan Qi. Then, he lifted his lips and very lightly kissed the beauty’s fair cheek.
“Why are you so strange today ...”
Yan Qi’s eyes trembled, and he pursed his cherry red lips.
He did feel that sothing was wrong.
Fu min pushed his opponent away and his pitch-black eyes slowly turned as cold as ice.
He flipped his palm.
A dagger appeared out of nowhere and was held in the woman’s slender and fair hand.
The sharp blade was pressed against the man’s fair neck.
“Who are you?”
Fu Shang’s voice was soft but had a hint of ruthlessness.
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