Chapter 1102: The Phoenix Prisoner in the Phoenix (12)
Feng Xi paused as he turned the pages of the book. Something flashed quickly in the silver pupils, and then disappeared quickly, as if nothing had happened, "Well, what did he want you to do?"
Rong Huang got angry when he thought of the divine emperor, and slapped his little paw on the table, "The shameless divine emperor even wants me to marry Fushu."
"As long as he eats two more peanuts, he won't be so drunk."
When Rong Huang said these words, Feng Xi's face didn't look surprised. When Rong Huang turned his eyes to look at him, Feng Xi cooperated and showed a surprised expression.
"The **** emperor asked you to marry Fushu?" Feng Xi twisted his fingers, "what do you think?"
Rong Huang didn't even want to wave his hands several times in a row, looking like he was evasive, "Fu Shu's servant is a lunatic, I don't want it."
The corners of Feng Xi's mouth turned up slightly, and a warm and petting look turned on his cold and cold face, but it disappeared when Rong Huang looked at him.
"Didn't you meet anyone on the road?"
Rong Huang blinked, thinking for a moment and shook his head, "No."
Feng Xi glanced at Rong Huang, her eyes deep, and the bottom of her eyes seemed to contain a deep and dangerous abyss, "If the emperor lets you go again in the future, you just refuse it."
Rong Huang held Feng Xi's arm, rubbed his white and tender face against his shoulder, "Feng Xi, you are so kind."
After finishing talking, he stepped forward and dropped a kiss on his face.
The squishy touch on his cheeks was fleeting, Feng Xi's expression was slightly startled, and the drooping curled eyelashes quivered twice, and the white jade-like eartips quickly revealed a beautiful and gorgeous crimson.
The man's skin is very white, with a fragile sense of transparency, and the light blue meridian under his skin is faintly visible.
It's just that anyone who has heard of his name knows that this one can't be offended.
I'd rather provoke the **** emperor than provoke Feng Xi this lunatic.
Feng Xi had no scruples, the only weakness was Rong Huang.
This is the God Realm...oh no, it's something that is well known in the six realms.
Rong Huang likes to see Feng Xi's face with a strained face but the tips of his ears are red, and the appearance of pretending to be mature but unable to withstand teasing is so cute.
Rong Huang was happy in his heart, and there was no door on his lips. He looked at him with a smile on his face and teased him, "Feng Xi, why don't you kiss me? Are you...can't you?"
The faint smile from the corner of Feng Xi's mouth stagnated, and he looked at her sideways, and Rong Huang's face was clearly reflected in the silver pupils.
"No... OK?"
Rong Huang blinked, keenly aware of the dangerous breath of the man's body, turned his head and wanted to run away.
Before taking a step, the man held his ankle through a thin layer of soft Luo socks and pulled it back.
"Yeah--"
Rong Huang let out a soft cry, and fell backwards carelessly.
Feng Xi stretched out his hand to take it, and steadily held the person in his arms.
Rong Huang is petite, so being hugged by Feng Xi in his arms doesn't feel abrupt, on the contrary, he looks like a beautiful picture of a man's concubine.
Rong Huang pinched his chin with a pair of cool hands and lifted it slightly.
Like the saint of the human world who is about to be sacrificed, she slightly raised her head and waited for the gods to come.
But much purer and cleaner than those saints.
People can't help but give birth to the ambition that wants to dirty the person in his arms.
And the saint in front of him belongs to him alone.
Feng Xi's eyes were deep, and the silver eyes seemed to contain a ferocious beast. A careless one would completely get out of the cage, releasing the nature of the beast, and eating and breaking people into their abdomen.