MTL - The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils-v2 Chapter 199 My once

However, the wine glass by the mouth couldn't go any further.

Because he was dragged by Mo Qingli.

Fengchen Ling glanced at the ink glass, and pulled his hand firmly against his mouth again, but remained motionless. After several times, Fengchen was angry.

"let go."

"This is my wine."

The pale face was stained with a little pink because of drinking, which was added to the moonlight.

"let go."

"This is what I fell for." Mo Qingli reiterated once again, with a very serious and serious expression.

If in the past, Fengchen Ling was afraid to confront Mo Qingli so much, she would drink it if she wanted to drink. But now, after looking at the men beside Mo Qingli who he had never seen before, his heart seemed to be in a sigh of relief, and he couldn't let it go.

"Not loose."

Hey, he's on the bar with her, isn't he? ?

Mo Qingli's eyes darkened, and with the other hand, Fengchenling's waist and limbs were slumped, looking at the person in her arms, Mo Qingli raised his mouth and smiled, "You don't let me drink it myself?"

Originally Fengchen had regrets when Mo Qingli's face sank, but later Mo Qingli held his waist without hesitation, and that regret was instantly filled with anger and grievance.

"Mo Qingli, you let me go."

If she wants to stab him, should he slap her! ? Although there was such a small expectation in his heart, he, he was not the former wind duster, and she did not want it. Humph……

But no matter how the dusty spirit struggles, it is to break free from the embrace of Mo Qingli.

"You, if you don't let go, I call someone." Fengchen was agitated, and he regretted it after speaking.

What if he's really loose! ? Are you leaving! ?

Isn't he here to see her! ?

When Fengchenling thought about it suddenly, he felt his lips covered with a touch of softness. Bing cold, but with unreasonable overbearing. Let Feng Chen be inspired by the incomparable familiarity that made him a little scared.

Afraid of all this is still a dream, there will always be a day to wake up.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the cold warmth passed from Mo Qingli.

Taking advantage of Feng Chen's loss of spirit, the corner of Mo Qingli's mouth rose slightly, and there was a hint of slyness in his hazy eyes. The remaining hand snatched the wine glass from Fengchenling's hand without mercy, and then drank it.

"Mo Qingli, you ..."

Fengchen Ling, who was posed by Mo Qingli, showed a crimson color like flowers because of his anger, adding a touch of beauty.

Mo Qingli licked the remaining drops of wine near the corners of her lips, squinting, staring at her own Fengchen spirit, grinning at the corner of her mouth, and pinching Fengchen spirit's face with her hand, said: "Oh ... this dream You in here seem to be more cute. I used to be cold and cold, ignore me. "

The expression with a muffled mouth looks particularly cute, but the slightest complaint in that tone is what rhythm it is! ?

And what does she mean by "you who dreamed this time"! ? Did she dream of herself more than once! ?

Thinking of this, Fengchen Ling's heart suddenly beat. Something seemed to break out of the shell again.

After so long thinking and loving, all poured out, Fengchenling took the initiative to embrace Mo Qingli's waist, "Do you like me?"

Mo Qingli froze at first, and then laughed, "You have more initiative than usual in your dream today. I don't like you!"

dislike.

Fengchen Ling's head was blown up. She just said something. She said she didn't like him! He is amorous again, isn't he? ?

Ha ha……

Just as Fengchenling wanted to leave with a loose hand, Mo Qingli turned his back and hugged him, and a low voice passed into Fengchenling's ear.

"I don't like you, but I love you."

"Dust, stay with me, don't leave me !?"

When Mo Qingli was almost asleep on his shoulder, he heard a faint sound, "OK."

...

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Qingli slowly woke up.

She rubbed her swollen temples and stood up. As she was about to get up, she seemed to touch a smooth skin.

Mo Qingli turned his head, looked at him, and was suddenly shocked.

She rubbed her eyes and determined that it wasn't the dream that was real. Then the mighty king of zombies and the mighty king of a country stood up and took two steps back.

Pointing at the man lying on the couch, "You, you, you ..."

"Me, me, what's wrong with me?" The man on the couch held up his head, and his white and tender skin appeared in front of Mo Qingli.

"Why are you on my couch?"

Mo Qingli is indeed a zombie who has experienced strong winds and waves. She quickly calmed down, her face returned to normal, and she said lightly.

But the reddish face betrayed her true mood at the moment.

"Did you forget the queen last night?" Fengchen Ling's face grew deeper. Mo Qingli looks so cute!

"What's the matter?" Why couldn't she remember.

"Did the Queen even forget such an important thing?" Fengchen Ling's face gradually became unhappy.

Important matter? !!

Mo Qingli's doubtful gaze looked towards Fengchenling, and his eyes touched Fengfengling's beautiful face, the white neck and the delicate collarbone, all seeing what happened last night.

The atmosphere in the room didn't seem to be drifting.

Mo Qingli stared at Fengchenling for three seconds, and then said, "Since this is the case, you will be a puppet in the future. Don't want to go back to the Fengyang dynasty to do what is called a puppet, puppets are absolutely not allowed."

Hearing the words, the wind and dust were confused.

"You ... don't you doubt me if it's difficult?" Fengchen Ling stared at Mo Qingli suddenly.

Mo Qingli raised her lips with a smile. "Even if you just lied, you can't regret it now. You are my concubine now and you can't run away."

Somehow, Fengchenling suddenly felt sold.

Obviously he wanted to tease her. !!

Mo Qingli cleaned up her clothes and continued to Fengchen Ling: "I first went to the dynasty, and Ai Fei stayed in my palace. If you want to go out and find your princess, don't bother. You can't find her! "

Speaking, a slight smile appeared on the corners of Mo Qingli's lips, and his tone was intolerable. Until Mo Qingli left for a long time, Fengchen Ling calmly calmed down, he was under house arrest by Mo Qingli? !!

But why is there some faint joy in my heart? !! Is it difficult for him to be addicted to Mo Qingli? !!

At the court, envoys of various countries have left.

Mo Qingli's face was filled with a smile of indifferentness, talking about some of the polite words taught by Li Jing.

"Queen, I don't know if you can see the horses in this palace?" The princess of the Fengyang dynasty looked anxious, and from the Qingwu under her beautiful eyes, she could see that she had been looking last night.

Just because this is the Motian dynasty, did not dare to preach it. Today is the day when she returns to China. If she still can't find Fengchenling, how can she explain to her brother when she goes back.

Although Fengchenling is her nominal horse, but Fengchenling's indifferent figure was deeply engraved in her heart long ago.

Ever since Feng Chenling said at the banquet last night that he went out to blow hair, he is gone.

She really regretted it. How could she let him go out alone? She should follow him.

"Horse?" Mo Qingli raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the princess of the Fengyang Dynasty.

"Back to the Queen, exactly."

Mo Qingli lowered her eyes, gently covered the golden ring on her fingertips, and said casually: "The princess couldn't even see the horse, but she also questioned in front of the court, which is the place where politics is discussed. Isn't the princess playing too much? "

With a few words, the face of the Princess of the Fengyang Dynasty was made flush.

After a pause, Mo Qingli continued: "Perhaps the horse in your country may have returned home earlier."

The careless attitude, however, is an intolerant tone, so that the princess of the Fengyang dynasty could not give the courage to oppose it at all.

After thinking about it, it does not exclude this possibility.

With this in mind, she apologized to Mo Qingquan and then retreated.

Yue Yao, who was standing beside Mo Qingli, was perspiring coldly. She watched Fengchen Lingzi holding her queen's dormitory last night with her own eyes, and did not go out overnight.

What happened on this night Yue Yao didn't dare to say, but it was definitely not as early as the Queen said, returning home earlier.

The queen, now that she was speaking so well, she really admired her.

After sending messengers from various countries, Mo Qingli was also tired, and came to the dormitory in a sedan chair.

Fengchenling is already dressed neatly, sitting with a dull eyes beside the bed, wondering what he was thinking.

Mo Qingli waved her hand, motioned to the servant girls and slaves around to step down, and then slowly walked near the wind and dust.

Looking at the living people in front of him, Mo Qingli glanced under his eyes with a smile, and his white fingers were smooth as silk through the dusty ink.

"What do you want?"

Fengchenling heard Mo Qingli's voice, and he raised his head, his good-looking eyes looked at Mo Qingli for a long time, and his thin defamatory lips moved.

Mo Qingli knew, of course, that Fengchen Ling asked Fengyang Dynasty if the princess had gone.

However, listening to this, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

The smile under her eyes gradually narrowed, resumed as usual, and said lightly, "Well, gone."

"Oh."

After that, Fengchen Ling looked down again, wondering what he was thinking.

Mo Qingli's face gradually became cold, and she sat beside him, playing with the dusty hair of Fengchenling.

"Li."

"Ok?"

"Don't you mind?" Fengchen Ling thought about it, or Nono started. Not like the morning.

Mo Qingli's hand was a meal, and then there was that indifferent smile on his face, "What do you mind?"

Fengchen's eyes were dim, "I ... my past."

The sight fell on Feng Chenling's exposed arm, and the original cinnabar mole disappeared. The light at the bottom of the eyes shook slightly, and immediately retracted his gaze.

"Don't mind." Mo Qingli lovingly supported Fufengchenling's cheek and continued: "In the beginning, it was me that wasn't your business."