Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 859 - 858: Are You Going to Fall in Love with Each One You Meet?

Chapter 859: Chapter 858: Are You Going to Fall in Love with Each One You Meet?

"You’re calling him Achu?" Feng Yexuan’s heavy heart seemed to relax a bit because of this name.

Bemused.

"He is an elder," he corrected.

"But he doesn’t look much older than you, and..."

Chu Qianli subconsciously bit her fingertip, feeling that what she was about to say might be a bit presumptuous.

"And what?" Feng Yexuan, rarely seeing her so bashful, couldn’t help but press on.

"And, he’s so handsome!"

His face darkened in an instant, displeased he said, "You dare to have designs on him and just try!"

This exasperating bad woman! Does she fall in love with every man she meets?

Hasn’t she already attracted enough wild men?

"What are you talking about? Food and sex are human nature, just couldn’t help looking a few times more when seeing a handsome man."

Chu Qianli was almost ready to roll her eyes at him.

How could she possibly have any thoughts about Feng Dingchu? He was an elder!

"Calling him Achu because it seems like his mood has always been not quite right, even though he likes to smile, he’s very lonely, there’s a kind of..."

At this point, as she looked into Feng Yexuan’s eyes, she couldn’t help but add a touch of seriousness.

"Yexuan, is he really one of your imperial family? He’s your relative, isn’t he? But why does he live like a walking corpse?"

Feng Yexuan was stiff all over, staring blankly at her.

Unexpectedly, this young girl could see through the deepest thoughts of Ninth Uncle at a glance.

With Ninth Uncle’s personality, no matter who he faced, he must always appear gentle as jade, with a smile on his face.

Walking corpse! How did she figure it out?

"Is it strange? There’s not a speck of light in his eyes, he doesn’t enjoy whatever he eats, he doesn’t look forward to doing anything, isn’t that a walking corpse?"

Feng Yexuan did not speak, thinking of Ninth Uncle, his heart grew a few shades darker.

"Actually, even if I don’t say it, you could find out if you looked into it."

She still didn’t know, preferring to hear it from his mouth rather than sending someone to investigate was a form of respect for Ninth Uncle.

"My previous generation in Beiming Country also had a War God Prince..."

"Ninth Prince!" It was indeed him!

But he, a prince of a nation and celebrated on the battlefield, how could he... end up like this?

"You’re so clever, if you really want to know something, you can definitely find out."

"So, you’re not going to say it?"

"The banquet is about to start," Feng Yexuan changed the subject.

Speaking of the banquet, he still felt a bit annoyed, "Later, sit next to me!"

Unquestionable.

"No, I’m still..."

"Try and see!"

"I... Mmm—" Chu Qianli didn’t even get a chance to speak, let alone refuse.

He caught her chin, lifted her small face, leaned down, and completely sealed her lips.

Chu Qianli initially resisted, her hands landing on his shoulders, subconsciously trying to push him away.

People could come by this place at any time.

But before she had a chance to push him away, the overpowering wave of his hormonal scent completely intoxicated her.

The hand resting on his shoulder inadvertently latched onto his neck.

She stood on tiptoe, this time willingly reciprocating.

This maddening woman rarely took such initiative.

Initially only intending to taste briefly, Feng Yexuan, upon feeling her initiative, watched his pride in self-control fly away.

The large hand on her lower back completely lost control of the brain, tore off her sash in the most forceful manner, and in the most overwhelming posture, enveloped her completely...