Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 144

When Jiang Wan went to open the door, Fu Zhan just walked to the door.

"Dijun?" She called out in a daze, as if she was a little puzzled as to why he came here.

Fu Zhan raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, and walked into the room with his arms around her waist, "I just came down to see the beauty."

"Dijun is not too shy~" She fell into his arms, obedient as a cute rabbit, "Evidently last night Dijun hugged him to bed together, why did he miss him again just after dawn?"

Fu Zhan stopped in his tracks and looked down at the tender face of Fu Rong.

There was a dizzy smile at the corners of his brows and eyes, but it didn't reach his eyes, "Beauty, do you still remember what you said to me when you fell asleep last night?"

Jiang Wan frowned, pretending to be puzzled, "What did you say?"

Fu Zhan hugged her and sat on the chair.

And let her sit in his lap.

Jiang Wan was also speechless!

These two men have something wrong, what is the hobby?Everyone likes to let her sit on the lap!

Fu Zhan poured out a cup of tea, brought it to Jiang Wan's lips, and gave her a sip.

Then, his tone was leisurely and playful, "The beauty was talking in her sleep last night. She said that I am very powerful, and begged me to continue."

"Pfft——" Jiang Wan couldn't hold back, and sprayed out a mouthful of water, which wet Fu Zhan's lapel.

She covered her lips and coughed tenderly, "Didijun is joking!"

Don't talk nonsense, there is still a vinegar spirit hidden under her bed!

Seeing her pale face, Fu Zhan raised his lips and chuckled and asked again, "Don't the beauty think that I am very powerful last night? As for the erotic pictures, when I was talking about them, the beauty listened with great interest."

Jiang Wan, "??"

How could she have talked in her sleep last night and praised him for his erotic talk?She's fine again!

Besides, a book of eroticism made him stunned to talk about something that looked like a Buddhist scripture, so could it be said to be very good?It is simply a kind of transcendence of other people's "Spring Palace"!
But now she can't admit what she said at that time, so she can only pretend to be confused, and quickly get this matter out of the way, so as not to annoy the people under the bed.

Jiang Wan smiled mischievously, and went to refill her teacup with tea soup, took a sip to make a fool of herself, "So that's what the emperor meant by 'powerful'?"

Fu Zhan casually said, "That's not what it means, what does that mean? It means that the beauty wants to invite me to have a taste of the erotic palace together?"

"Puff—cough cough cough!" A sip of cold tea soup spewed out from Tan's mouth again.

A total of taste erotic?
Jiang Wan's chest heaved violently, her small face was flushed from coughing, and her eye sockets were filled with mist.

Perhaps this man already knew that there was someone else in her room, or was he testing her?
No matter what it is, it can be concluded that he is a black heart.

The kind that even the bones are black!
"Beauty, are you tired from enjoying the erotic palace with me last night?" He stretched out his hand, and gently wiped off the water droplets between her lips with his fingertips, his voice was a little funny, "Why did I choke out tears after drinking two sips of water. "

Jiang Wan was still clutching her chest and coughing until the flowers trembled.

She came out of Lanyue Xiaozhu, and changed into a skirt of Yanyunjuan silk with a chest that was tied very low, most of which was white and delicate.

Dazzling tight.

Fu Zhan's eyes darkened, and he slowly moved his eyes away from that place calmly.

"I... I don't know what happened today." Jiang Wan took a handkerchief and wiped it gently in front of Fu Zhan's tea-stained skirt. She was ashamed and said, "It seems that I forgot how to drink water. His robes are all wet."

"Forgot how to drink water?" Fu Zhan raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you teach me how to drink water?"

Jiang Wan, "How does the emperor want to teach?"

The man stared at her moist red lips, but smiled silently.

That smile made Jiang Wan feel a little hairy, and felt a hint of danger.

By the time she quickly realized what it was, it was already too late.
The man drank all the tea soup in her teacup, and clasped the back of her head with his big palm, making her unable to break free and resist.

only.
Last time, she fed him medicine.

Now, he feeds her tea.

(End of this chapter)