The man was stunned for a moment, and touched her head in such a squatting position in front of her: "Well, I drank just now." (Mai Ruo starts)"

With that, he stood up and took two steps back.

Feng Qian's eyes narrowed because of his action, and the corners of his mouth hooked obliquely, "I know that I want to come back and drink, do you want to sleep in separate rooms?" ”

Of course, Jun Moying didn't want to sleep in separate rooms.

But in today's situation, as an emperor, where can he not drink?

But it can't also be smoked by the little thing and his daughter.

However, before he could speak, Feng Qian stood up, walked up to him, and asked seriously, "How much did you drink?" ”

Jun Moying subconsciously wanted to retreat again, but the wide sleeved robe was suddenly grabbed by her small hand, and she reached out to probe his face, "Do you want someone to make you some sobering tea?" I can't sleep well at night after drinking too much, but don't wake me up. ”

Her little face gradually lost the element of jokes, with a bit of arrogance and disgust, like a spoiled cat, the bright starry eyes just stared at him widely, but what people felt was a softness in the heart.

Jun Moying's heart bumped, and he said softly: "Okay."

Feng Qian called Dongyang in and asked her to go out to do this.

During this period, Jun Moying moved to the side again, far away from Feng Qian.

Feng Qian wanted to laugh, but said with a serious face: "Yesterday, I didn't know who was afraid of thunder and held me and refused to let go, why did I stay to the side when I saw me today?" Jun Moying, are you using me as a pillow, ready to throw it away when you finish using it? ”

Jun Moying glared at her, and he didn't know who said that he was sleeping in a separate room, he just didn't want the smell of alcohol on his body to smoke her now, why should he be disgusted for no reason?

"Nonsense!" He scolded.

After a pause, he looked away awkwardly and added: "I'm afraid of thunder, I can't keep talking about it!" ”

Feng Qian miraculously saw a slight flush flash on the man's jade-like face, his eyebrows raised little by little, and he slowly paced towards him, "Your Majesty, you have a handle in my hand, and you dare to stare at me?" If you upset me, I'll tell the world that you're afraid of thunder. ”

To be honest, Feng Qian was surprised.

She thought that "afraid of thunder" was just this man's casual nonsense, anyway, a rogue like him, this kind of thing is easy to say, who would have thought that he would really be afraid of thunder.

A man who can do anything can be afraid of thunder?

But looking at his reaction now, it doesn't seem like a lie.

Feng Qian shook his head, sure enough, people can't always play hooligans, otherwise it's like "the wolf is coming", and what he says is invalid.

"No one is perfect, I am already so good, if I am fearless about anything, how can I let others live?"

Feng Qian stopped abruptly halfway through, almost choking to death from his own saliva.

Can this man be a little more narcissistic?

Look at what he said, such righteous words, such a serious book!

Feng Qian looked at him sadly: "I always thought that my skin was thick enough, but now I know that compared to you, my little bit of Cheng dù is nothing at all." ”

She doesn't even have this only advantage compared to this man, Feng Qian really can't find anything better than him.

The poisonous tongue is not good, it can't be compared.

Cheeky is not good, it can't be compared.

Feng Qian suddenly felt that she deserved to be oppressed by this man in her future life......