MTL - The Boss Has Been Tricked By the Lord God Again-Chapter 658 The former princess? Your Excellency? (30)

   Chapter 658 Former Princess? Your Excellency? (30)

   Yun Chu felt a little awkward, but soon recovered.

   Maybe because of the alcohol, the cheeks started to get hot.

   She was still wearing heavy official uniforms, layered on top of each other, which made her even hotter.

   Fu Xing had already sat back to his original position, looking at her well-behaved.

   Guo Gong reached out and pressed his temple.

   This buff that gets drunk when you drink is really tossing people.

   "Are you uncomfortable?" the little princess asked with a wink.

   Yun Chu let out a faint hum.

   Fu Xing stood up and walked behind Yun Chu.

  Kuo Gong, who was starting to lose consciousness, wanted to turn his head to take a look, and a cold fingertip was attached to his forehead.

   The little princess lowered her eyes, and the red sleeves slid past the prince's cheeks.

   Gently massage Yun Chu's head with his fingertips.

The    technique is very good. Yun Chu's body relaxed and squinted comfortably.

   "You can still massage?" Guo Gong asked in a daze.

  The little princess replied: "I learned a little from my mother."

   When it comes to his mother, Fu Xing's emotions are not turbulent, and he doesn't know whether to be sad or happy, but Yun Chu has a slight meal.

   Almost forgot, she killed her father in front of Xiao Fuxing.

  Yunchu was one of the culprits who destroyed her family.

   Although at that time, she had not come to this world.

   The buff shrouded in Yun Chu has been brought to the extreme.

   A certain prince can still talk at this time, but he has lost the ability to think rationally.

  's voice softened: "Are you afraid of me?"

   Fuxing's movements stopped.

   Duke said softly: "My hands are covered with blood, among them, there are people close to you."

   It has been easy for Yunchu to ignore this point.

   But in Fu Xing's eyes, it should be unforgettable.

  The drunken prince lowered his eyelids and pursed the corners of his lips.

  Fuxing lowered her eyes, her fingers wrapped around a strand of Yun Chu's hair.

   The black hair tucked between the fingers, against the soft skin between the fingers.

   A little itchy.

   "Not afraid."

   Princess hooked her lips, and the smile in her black pupils was soft.

   Aren't you afraid?

   Yun Chu raised his eyelids, as if he didn't understand, and tilted his head.

   The little princess's palm suddenly pressed down, covering her eyes.

   Yun Chu felt that his eyelashes were being bent, and his vision suddenly darkened.

   Straight black hair flowed down, and a deeper shadow bound the cold and noble prince.

  Fuxing closed his eyes gently, his lips as red as blood covered Yun Chu's forehead.

   Soft with a touch of wetness, it stopped for a few seconds, like a butterfly standing in the wind, vibrating its wings when it retreated, leaving waves on the water with the wind.

   Yun Chu was so drunk that he couldn't think, he was stunned for a while, and there was only one thought left in his mind.

   Dizziness and want to sleep.

  Eyes are still bound, and the dim environment without light encourages sleepiness.

   So, Yun Chu fell asleep.

   When Fu Xing realized this, he tilted his head and let go of his hand.

  Sir really...you can't beat your drinking.

   However, the little princess was not as happy as she imagined.

  It seems that something is missing.

   The other party's black hair is at his fingertips. When he bows his head, his hair will be intertwined, as if he is an inseparable lover.

   This made him feel better, and his cheeks showed light dimples.

  Like a child, watching the hair intertwined a little bit, parted, and tangled again.

   After watching for a full quarter of an hour, the little princess stood up.

   Glancing at the jug on the table, Fu Xing walked over and filled another glass in the glass that the other party had just drank.

  Fuxing raised his hand and poured a glass of wine into his stomach.

   There was still wine left, and he drank it little by little.

   It seems that this way, you can have a little more subtle connection with the other party.

this is the last time.

   Fu Xing looked at the jug, his black eyes were clear and bright, like a promise.

   I won't trick him into drinking again in the future.

   Injures the body.

   And...he didn't like it.

   (end of this chapter)