Fu Yue put the painting book in his hand to the side, bent his eyebrows, reached out to hold Yan Qi's hand, then took a handkerchief, helped him wipe his palms, and said with a smile: "Why did you come in through the window?" I'm not afraid of dirty ...... outside."

Yan Sansui immediately pursed his lips, "You dislike me." ”

Fu Yue: "...... Do you believe me to bang you out? ”

Yan Qi: "If you're not happy, you have to hug you." ”

The beautiful snow-clothed emperor tilted his head, then opened his arms towards Fu Yue, smiling softly.

Fu Yue is now almost used to Yan Qi's skinless and faceless appearance.

She ignored him either.

Suddenly thinking of something, Fu Yue reached out and pulled Yan Qi's sleeve, opened her lips and asked, "The Queen Mother has passed away, why don't you seem to be so sad?" ”

Yan Qi said lightly: "The Queen Mother is not my biological mother, she is the successor of the first emperor, and my mother has passed away a long time ago, she is the original wife of the first emperor, and the Queen Mother and I only have a nominal mother-son relationship." ”

Fu Yue nodded thoughtfully.

Then he asked, "Then you and Yan Ci are not brothers of the same mother?" I remember that he seemed to be born to the Queen Mother......"

The beautiful emperor narrowed his narrow eyes, and then pulled the corners of his lips, "Yu'er cares about him, knowing that he is the queen mother's own son, but he doesn't know that I am not." ”

These words are yin and yang.

Fu Yue listened to the protrusion of the corner of his forehead, and then smiled without smiling: "Yan Qi, are you looking for trouble?" ”

"Are you embarrassed?"

"Who gave him the idea of marrying me in the first place?"

Yan Qi turned his face sideways, pursed his thin lips, and ignored her.

Fu Yue: "......"

She reached out and grabbed Yan Qi's cheek, pulled his face back, and then reached out and pinched it again, it felt very good, silky like milk, and her skin was even better than that of a woman.

"Don't play dead for me, you say!"

Hold your face.

The emperor's inky eyes paused for a moment, and he was a little surprised.

"Well, my bad."

He was quick to admit his mistake.

Reaching out to clasp the woman's slender waist and holding her in his arms, Yan Qi gently rested his chin on Fu Yue's shoulder, and said softly.

"I want to sleep with you today, okay?"

Fu Yue was shocked by this person's shamelessness.

She pretended to think for a moment, then shook her head, and pretended to be deep: "Yan Xiaoqi, I don't think so." ”

Yan Qi raised his eyebrows, a little incredulous.

"What do you call me?"

Fu Yue held his face, and then kissed his chin, "Yan Xiaoqi, I think it's cute to call it like this, and it suits you very well." ”

The beautiful emperor was a little helpless, pursed his cherry red lips, "You...... Forget it, just call it. ”

He looks good-tempered.

Fu Yue smiled, and it was a bear hug when he went up.

At last.

Yan Qi left his face dead.

Sitting on the soft couch, he glanced at the picture book on the side, then reached out and took a step, looked at it casually, and asked lightly, "What is this?" ”

And then he saw something.

"Two or Three Things the Emperor and the General Have to Say", "The Prime Minister is My Little Wife", "The Cold Wife of the Domineering Prince", ...... Wait a minute.

Yan Qiying's red lips twitched.

“…… Yu'er, I think you should read less books like this without connotation. ”

Fu Yue glared at him, and then snatched these picture books, "I didn't let you see it." ”

A small picture book fell from one of them, and it fell to the ground.

Yan Qi bent down and reached out to pick it up.

Glancing down, he froze his fair and beautiful face.