Quick time travel cute: psychic male god, please let me go

Chapter 227

"Zijun doesn't ask Miss Feng to forgive Zijun, but I beg Miss Feng not to be angry with the commander-in-chief again, otherwise Zijun will not be able to escape the blame and can only apologize with death!"

You see, people don't bother with her understanding at all.

If it wasn't for Nan Yumo, she would be a fart in other people's hearts!
Feng Liyou moved her eyelids, her voice was very cold, "Stop kneeling, go and tell your commander, I have a heart of stone, and I don't even care about the safety of my brothers."

Hearing this, Zijun's eyes lit up, and he really stopped kneeling, and quickly reported the truth to Nan Yumo.

The next day, Feng Liyou heard someone coming to visit. When she saw them, she found out that they were the brothers from the original owner, and finally understood that Zijun and Nan Yumo were still on the right track.

The brothers were very relieved to see that Feng Liyou was safe and sound.

And they seemed to be in good spirits, and I heard that Marshal Ma didn't make things difficult for them, which was also expected by Feng Liyou.

Nan Yumo arranged for several senior brothers to serve in the army, so after taking over the wind for them, they dispersed.

In the evening, Feng Liyou went to Nan Yumo's room.

Now, she can go in without notification, which shows the change of Nan Yumo's attitude.

Under the warm yellow light, Nan Yumo was wearing a pure white gown with a very comfortable fabric, sitting on the edge of the couch, holding a book in his hand.

This was the first time Feng Liyou saw Nan Yumo take off his military uniform.

The sharp military demeanor instantly turned into a refined scholarly vision.

Seeing her coming, his face turned reddish, he buckled down the book, and was suddenly at a loss.

Is this shy?
Feng Liyou felt amused, and went to sit beside him.

Nan Yumo grasped the clothes on her thighs with ten fingers, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Feng Liyou didn't sit for a few seconds, seemed to think of something, stood up again, and walked towards the rattan chair by the corner.

The arm was pulled, Nan Yumo said anxiously, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, I remembered that the commander-in-chief didn't like me coming near him." Feng Liyou raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke in a mocking tone.

Is this out of temper?

The smile on the corners of Nan Yumo's lips deepened. Not only did she not let go of her intention at all, but her other free hand hit the place where she was injured last time, and rubbed it maliciously.

"Does it still hurt?" He put on a modest and gentlemanly appearance, but his tone was full of temptation.

And what he did was even more like a wolf.

Feng Li rolled his eyes at him, "You are so boring."

"what?"

I thought I would get a slap in the face, or be scolded as a hooligan, but in the end, the style of this painting is surprisingly weird.

"Is this what the commander in chief should do?" Feng Liyou asked solemnly.

Nan Yumo, who had finally acted boldly, blushed red when he heard such words, and was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it.

Unexpectedly, the style of painting is repeated again.

Feng Liyou sighed, sat down on his lap, and asked cautiously, "You won't push me this time, will you?"

Nan Yumo shook his head reflexively. He regretted it last time, and now he can't wait for it.

The two were so close that Feng Liyou could feel his unquenchable desire.

She twisted her body deliberately, causing him to take a deep breath.

In the next second, her face was also pressed against his chest, and only a sound like drumming was heard.

"Master, let's talk."

"Talk about what?"

Feng Liyou's voice was very light, but Nan Yumo's voice was tinged with lust.

"I find it very strange that you humiliated Ma Shuai's granddaughter like this, why didn't he come out and say a word?

And my gang of senior brothers, didn't Ma Shuai break up with you, why did you agree to let him go? "

(End of this chapter)