The Boss Has Been Tricked By the Lord God Again

   Chapter 637 Former Princess? Your Excellency? (9)

   hesitated for a while, Fu Xing retracted his finger.

The person under    buckled his waist again, and there was almost no gap between the two.

  The senses are magnified, and that incredible idea is slowly being magnified.

   Fu Xing was stunned for a long time.

   Finally made up his mind, his fingers grasped the other party's girdle.

   at this time.

  The carriage stopped.

   Fuxing stopped, and with a little guilt, he closed his hand.

   A pair of beautiful eyes quietly looked at the person under him, not knowing what to do.

   There was no movement in the carriage for a long time, and Bai Fu was worried.

"grown ups?"

   called again: "Are you still there?"

   Bai Fu's heart skipped a beat, and immediately opened the carriage curtain.

The scene inside the curtain made him startled.

  Sir was crushed by Princess Fuxing.

  No, maybe not, Bai Fu noticed the hand of the adult clasping the princess' waist.

  White sign: "..."

   It seems that the adults really have a heart for the princess.

   Fu Xing looked sideways at Bai Fu.

The    white talisman is rare, with sympathy in his eyes.

   Fuxing turned back.

   slowly opened the hand on his waist, the other party held it tightly, and Fu Xing broke it for a long time before he opened it.

   Pulled up the prince on the ground, and the other party opened his eyes.

   didn't mean to wake up, and fell into Fu Xing's arms like a boneless.

   He reached out to catch it and hugged it into his arms.

   Guogong is petite and petite. He is also a soft one in his arms.

   Bai Fu was a little stunned when he saw Fu Xing's movements.

   followed closely, and saw the always weak princess getting out of the carriage half-holding the adult.

   Bai Fu narrowed his eyes.

Whether    has practiced martial arts, Bai Fu can see through it at a glance.

   Fuxing will be martial arts?

   Bai Fu couldn't help being vigilant.

  The adults were still drunk and unconscious, and Bai Fu didn't say much.

   But looking at Fu Xing, there was a little more undisguised vigilance and scrutiny.

   Fu Xing helped Yun Chu to go to the room.

   The servants in the mansion saw it and asked, "Is this your lord?"

  Fuxing: "drunk."

   was about to help Yun Chu to enter the door when he turned his head and said, "Make a cup of sobering tea and prepare hot water for bathing."

   The next person immediately responded.

  White talisman stood at the door, staring lightly at the room.

  Fu Xing didn’t care, he didn’t care about it.

   He took Yun Chu to the bed and pushed the Duke onto the bed.

The    movement was a bit rude, and bit by bit he opened the opponent's hand that grabbed the corner of his shirt.

   He looked down.

   In a great mood.

   After a while, the servant brought the hangover tea.

   The sobering tea was handed over to Fu Xing, and he frowned.

   It seems... can't go away.

   can only stay and take care.

   Another servant started pouring water into the tub.

  Fuxing ignored the sound and supported Yun Chu to get up.

  Well...noisy.

   Yun Chu frowned, turned over, and grabbed a corner of his clothes.

  Fu Xing: "..."

   stared at the corner of his clothes for a while, but didn't pull it back.

   Fu Xing has never done anything to take care of people, looking at Yun Chu, and then looking at the tea in his hand.

  “…”

   This person's dark guard is outside, and Fu Xing's behavior is very restrained.

   However, the thought of feeding slowly makes me a little upset.

   One hand clamped the man's chin, and Fu Xing used his skill to force Yun Chu to open his mouth.

  I want to pour it directly.

  Thinking about it, I was about to do it.

   The drunk man suddenly opened his eyes, and Fu Xing's movements were strangled in the cradle.

   Fu Xing's body stiffened slightly.

   However, Yun Chu just opened his eyes and didn't speak.

   Soon his eyes closed again.

   Fuxing's movements stop here, neither advancing nor retreating.

   He put down the medicine and his mind was calm.

   Slowly helped Yun Chu up, leaning against the railing with a pillow behind him.

   "Open your mouth."

   Indifferent voice, impatient.

   Yun Chu frowned, feeling something press between his lips.

   A bitter taste.

   opened his mouth, and the warm tea slid down the throat into his stomach.

  Yun first tasted it and didn't want to drink it.

   When the other party sent it again, Yun Chu's lips were tightly closed.

   Well, not drinking.

   (end of this chapter)