Li Yan's tenderness was slapped to death by Ning Si. He stood behind Ning Si in a good-tempered manner, stopped moving, and just looked at the two brothers in a funny way.

Li Yan raised his eyebrows frivolously, as if to say, "What are you looking at? Look at me, I am also his legitimate husband. You are just a flower protector at best. I ask you to stand by his side today, and I will focus on you standing beside her in the future."

Meters away..."

Mo Ying took one step and put her arms around Ning Si's shoulders, "Feng Ya'er, let's go back to the palace for dinner. I heard that Aunt Wan made you your favorite osmanthus soup. It has a fresh and smooth taste and an attractive fragrance.

You'd better go back and eat quickly..."

Ning Si looked up at Mo Ying. The slender fingers on her shoulders shone brightly against the sun. They were all like white jade, with a rich color. Her mouth felt dry for a moment.

"Hey, Brother Feng, you'd better take your hand off, I'm afraid I might accidentally bite it on you. How come a grown man has women's hands, which makes people jealous."

Mo Ying rubbed Ning Si's head in a funny way, and put her hand to Ning Si's lips, "You are just greedy. Here, you can eat it."

Leng Wushuang bared his teeth and gouged out Mo Ying's eyes fiercely, "You accuse me of always seducing Feng Ya'er. Aren't you still a virtuous person? Seeing that she has no ability to resist, you deliberately used your own exclusive charm skills, hum...

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Ning Si was suddenly startled, and turned around to see Li Yan's green face.

Opening her mouth, Mo Ying's fingers fell into Ning Si's mouth.

"Huh? It's warm, soft and even a little sweet. What is this Mo Ying made of?"

"Well, your hands are stained with honey water..."

Seeing Ning Si acting like this, Pingyang trembled all over, "I didn't expect this sister to be so bold, openly getting intimate with him in the imperial garden, and in front of her ex-husband..."

Mo Ying was shocked. She looked at Ning Si, who was both happy and disappointed...

The soft tongue swiped across the fingertips, as if it was carrying an electric current, and it stabbed the heart at once. It was exactly the same as when she was a child when she was bleeding for him, but this movement had a kind of temptation...

"That's it! That's it! This makes Li Yan angry. As long as she is happy, why wouldn't I do it?"

Li Yan's face turned green with anger, Leng Wushuang looked at Mo Ying with disdain, while Bei Mingyan looked at his imperial sister with a smile.

"Sister, you've made a big joke. Go back and eat the sweet-scented osmanthus soup made by your mother..."

Li Yan said angrily: "Don't challenge my endurance. If it happens again, I will cut that man into eight pieces, pull him out, chop him into pieces, and throw him into the mountain stream to feed the dogs."

Mo Ying and Leng Wushuang's expressions turned cold, "Hmph... You really have the guts to say this before you do it."

Li Yan tossed his sleeves and left, while Ning Sique leaned forward and backward happily, trembling as Mo Ying hugged her slim waist.

Mo Ying smiled and said, "Why aren't you more careful?"

"Oh, aren't you getting carried away? I haven't been this happy for a long time..."

"You girl are really becoming more and more lawless. Aren't you afraid that I will be chopped into pieces by him?"

Ning Si squirmed in Mo Ying's arms for a while, and then spoke: "If you can't even cure him, how can you compete fairly with Wu Shuang in the future? How can you marry me? How can you protect me?"

Leng Wushuang said: "You are really naughty and mischievous. What if we don't fight?"
Chapter completed!