Chapter 879: Ding, your vinegar jar is online! (6)
Immediately afterwards, the man in front of him exerted a little force to let the girl straddle his lap.
Feng Qian was originally wearing a knee-length tube top dress, so the posture of sitting astride caused the skirt to move up, revealing a large area of snow-white skin and slender long legs.
Ye Jue lowered his eyes slightly. After his eyes touched the girl's snow-colored skin exposed in the air, his eyes flickered slightly, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed, and his eyes were full of danger.
Feng Qian was so drunk, even with his eyes half-open, he didn't have any consciousness.
Being hugged like this and sitting across her legs, she didn't react at all.
The familiar aura on His Highness made her feel safe, so much so that she completely let off her guard.
The girl's eyes were half-open, the ends of her eyes were red, and her dazed appearance looked pitiful and soft.
Ye Jue paused, his eyes fell on the end of the girl's eyes, he slowly raised a hand, and gently rubbed the end of the girl's red eyes with his fingertips.
Feng Qian was dumbfounded, letting the other party move.
And because he was too dizzy and sleepy, he fell into Ye Jue's arms.
The little girl rubbed her head slightly, found a comfortable position, and grabbed Ye Jue's suit with her fingers, clasping it tightly in the palm of her hand.
Not long after, he fell asleep again.
Ye Jue's fingertips were hanging in the air, and after he maintained this posture for a long time, he slowly retracted his hand.
The fingertips were casually placed on the girl's back.
The car drove quietly.
As if thinking of something, he picked up the blanket from the car seat and put it lightly on the girl, covering her skin exposed in the air.
After a long time, the bodyguard who drove the car asked, "Sir, are you going back to the old house?"
Ye Jue lowered his eyes coldly, and his voice was cold: "I won't return."
"Yes."
After the bodyguard responded, he turned the steering wheel to reverse the direction.
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When Feng Qian woke up again, it was already daytime.
The sun shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, which is a bit dazzling.
"Sigh"
Feng Qian frowned, and now he is awake, but his head is still dizzy and a little painful.
She raised her hand slightly, and the subtle sound of the chains rubbing together made her a little stunned.
Feng Qian raised his wrist.
A few slender silver chains were wrapped around her wrist, and the silver chain was close to her wrist, and the temperature was slightly cold.
Feng Qian looked along the silver chain, the end of the chain was connected to the end of the bed and was fixed.
Feng Qian's face was full of confusion.
Looking around the surrounding environment, the color in the room is cold, and the sunlight shines in to make the room a little warmer.
Feng Qian sat up from the bed.
The clothes on her body were also changed, and the tube top dress became a pure white dress.
The shoulders are exposed in the air, and the beautiful collarbone is faintly faint.
She remembers... Wasn't she at a banquet?
How did you get here after waking up?
The environment and decoration in the room did not look like a hotel room.
Could it be that...she was sent home?
Then, Feng Qian looked down at the silver chain on his wrist, what the **** is this thing?
After a while, Feng Qian decided to receive the original owner's memory first.
The original owner was the second Miss Feng family.
The Feng family is a prominent family in China, and it is also one of the best in the country.
The original owner had a brother named Feng Jingzhi.
For generations of the Feng family, the original owner is a girl, so the original owner has always been favored by the elders and older brothers.
The original owner was not too coddled, but occasionally had a temperament of the eldest lady. In the end, she was the daughter of a wealthy family, and her cultivation was also very deep.