Chapter 217 Your Majesty, Please Respect Yourself (22)

Fu Yue put the drawing book in his hand aside, bent his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to hold Yan Qi's hand, then took a handkerchief, wiped his palms for him, and said with a smile: "Why do you come in through the window? Don't be afraid." Dirty on the outside..."

Yan Sansui immediately pursed her lips, "You despise me."

Fu Yue: "...Do you believe that I will throw you out?"

Yan Qi: "Unhappy, I want to hug you."

The beautiful emperor in snow clothes tilted his head, then opened his arms towards Fu Yue, smiling softly.

Fu Yue is now almost used to Yan Qi's shameless appearance.

She ignored him too.

Suddenly thought of something, Fu Yue stretched out his hand and pulled Yan Qi's sleeve, opened his lips and asked: "The queen mother passed away, why don't you seem so sad?"

Yan Qi said indifferently: "The Empress Dowager is not my biological mother, she is the late emperor's successor, and my mother passed away a long time ago, she is the late emperor's original wife, and the empress dowager and I only have a mother-child relationship in name only."

Fu Yue nodded thoughtfully.

Then he asked again: "Then you and Yan Ci are not brothers of the same mother? I remember that he seems to be born to the Queen Mother..."

The beautiful emperor narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and then pulled the corners of his lips, "Yu'er cares about him, and knows that he is the empress dowager's biological son, but doesn't know that I am not."

These words are yin and yang.

Fu Yue heard her forehead twitch, and then she smiled bluntly: "Yan Qi, are you looking for trouble?"

"Are you still willing to say?"

"Who assigned me to him in the first place?"

Yan Qi turned his face to the side, pursed his thin lips, and ignored her.

Fu Yue: "..."

She stretched out her hands to hold Yan Qi's cheeks, pulled his face back, and then stretched out her hands to pinch again, the touch was very good, as silky as milk, and her skin was better than a woman's.

"Don't play dead for me, tell me!"

was held in the face.

The emperor's dark eyes paused for a moment, and he was a little surprised.

"Well, my fault."

He was quick to admit his mistake.

Reaching out to clasp the woman's slender waist, Yan Qi hugged her in his arms, and gently leaned his chin on Fu Yue's shoulder, and said softly.

"I want to sleep with you today, okay?"

Fu Yue was shocked by this man's shamelessness.

She pretended to think about it, then shook her head, pretending to be deep and said: "Yan Xiaoqi, I don't think so."

Yan Qi raised his eyebrows, a little incredulous.

"What do you call me?"

Fu Yue held his face, and then kissed his chin, "Yan Xiaoqi, I think this is very cute and suitable for you."

The beautiful emperor felt a little helpless, pursing his cherry red lips, "You...forget it, just call."

He seemed to have a good temper.

Fu Yue smiled, and it was a bear hug to go up.

at last.

Yan Qi stayed behind with a deadpan face.

Sitting on the soft couch, he glanced at the drawing book on the side, then reached out to take a step, flipped through it casually, and asked lightly: "What is this?"

Then he saw something.

"Two or Three Things the Emperor and the General Have to Say", "The Prime Minister is My Little Wife", "The Overbearing Prince's Cold Wife"...etc.

Yan Qi's cherry red lips twitched.

"...Yu'er, I think you'd better read less of such meaningless books."

Fu Yue glared at him, then snatched these picture books, "I didn't let you read it."

A small picture book fell out of it and fell to the ground.

Yan Qi bent down and reached out to pick it up.

Looking down, he froze his fair and beautiful face.