Chapter 74: Uncle, want to hug (28)
"I…"
Feng Jue lowered her eyes.
"I thought I was...broken sleeves...so..."
Feng Jue still confessed that in front of the little emperor, he could not lie.
Feng Qian blinked his eyes.
It seems to understand.
Fragment suspected that he had a broken sleeve, so he found a waiter to see his reaction.
Feng Qian looked at him strangely: "Then are you a broken sleeve?"
The little emperor asked directly.
Feng Jue lowered her eyes, "I...I'm not interested in other men."
He pursed his thin lips: "I only like...you."
The voice behind Feng Jue was almost inaudible, but Feng Qian heard it without saying a word.
The little emperor suddenly approached him.
Feng Jue was slightly startled, her pale face flushed red.
"So, does the uncle like me?"
Feng Jue's face turned even redder from the other party's straightforward words, and he nodded lightly.
Head buried lower.
Feng Qian rolled her eyes and looked at Su Jiu: "You can go out now, don't tell outsiders what happened today, otherwise..."
Su Jiu was frightened, and replied repeatedly: "The slave family will never tell outsiders."
He fled in a panic, closing the door by the way.
After Su Jiu left, Feng Qian approached Feng Jue, raised his head and asked him, "Is it not because of my gender that Uncle Huang likes me?"
Feng Jue took a few steps back in a daze, and he lowered his eyes: "No."
Regardless of gender.
Just like you as a person.
Feng Qian looked at such a somewhat helpless piece of debris and laughed.
This is probably the first time in the life of the fragments of this plane that the cold and aloof people have collapsed.
Well, except the drunk one.
Feng Qian tilted his head and said casually, "Uncle Huang was... very proactive that night."
Thinking of what happened that night, Feng Jue's face couldn't help but turn red again.
"Your Majesty, Wei Chen is offended."
The wind smiled lightly.
Bai Nen's small hand grabbed the opponent's hand.
"Uncle, I will tell you a secret."
Feng Jue was puzzled, and there was a look of confusion in her beautiful phoenix eyes.
Feng Qian blinked her beautiful eyes and put the other party's hand somewhere in her.
Feng Jue was stunned for a moment, and after feeling the soft touch of her fingertips, she was stunned.
Even if he had never touched it, he understood that this kind of touch could not be a man.
In other words, the little emperor is a... girl?
"Your Majesty?"
Feng Qian stared into his eyes.
"Can't feel it?"
Feng Jue's face turned red and her cheeks were hot.
How... can she... say things like this so naturally...
"Chen...I can feel it." Feng Jue lowered her eyes.
Feng Qian: "Is Uncle Huang shy?"
Feng Qian was inexplicably very happy to see the shy shards that were so cold before, what happened?
Feng Qian squinted her beautiful eyes, and raised Bai Nen's little hand to wrap her arms around Feng Jue's neck.
The little emperor's gaze fell on Feng Jue's snow-white collar.
Feng Qian raised his eyebrows: "What did the uncle want to do when he pulled his collar that day?"
Feng Jue: "!"
The cold eyes were a little helpless.
Feng Qian's eyes slowly fell on Feng Jue's collar.
Feng Jue wearing white clothes will give people a sense of immortality, and the beauty of the prosperous age is even more beautiful.
His snow-white collar stood up high, covering his slender neck.
It suits his cool and unrestrained temperament very well.
And it is precisely because of this that it is more abstinent, invisible and confusing.
The little emperor tilted his head.
Feng Qian suddenly leaned in and kissed each other.
The girl's soft lips touched the other's cool and thin lips and then retreated, leaving with a touch, like a dragonfly on water.
Feng Jue froze.
The beautiful phoenix eyes blinked.
There was only a confused look in the cold eyes.
He had kissed each other after being drunk before, he only vaguely remembered what he had done, and he had no memory of how he felt.
Now the little emperor just kissed him like a little bit of water, but he felt that the whole person was stunned.
The tips of the ears are red.
The heart is also thumping.
It was the first time that Feng Jue experienced this kind of turmoil, the sweetness of falling into the clouds.
The limbs and bones seemed to flow through a burst of electricity, tingling and itching.
Feng Jue lowered her eyes.
The little emperor's eyes were too hot.
Make him a little confused.
Feng Qian stared at Feng Jue seriously and said, "Uncle Huang, I like you too."