Wife, You Can't Run After Eating Chapter 72

When Wen Xingyuan and Xuanyuan Haoyu saw the outer garment that Feng Zhiyao was wearing, their fingers that were hidden under his wide sleeves had actually bent into a fist.

"There's no need for King of Jing to send my cousin back. I will personally send her home!" Su Muyan walked closer to Xuanyuan Haoyu, his expression arrogant.

One was reserved, the other domineering.

The imposing and terrifying aura that he was emitting was enough to make others unable to ignore him. He only needed to stand there, and without saying anything, he already had a domineering aura and noble aura. For such a person, even if he was allowed to stand in the crowd, it would be as if he was standing on a high platform, and would cause others to look at him from an admiring angle.

"Feng Zhiyao, what do you think?" Xuanyuan Haoyu's low and deep voice was very pleasant to listen to, but it was very obvious that other people would not be able to tell, but Feng Zhiyao could tell that he was angry!

Those dark eyes were filled with anger!

But she didn't care whether he was angry or not. At least, Su Muyan did the right thing, and she really wanted to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to take a bath and eat delicious food.

"I want to return with my cousin!" Feng Zhiyao did not hesitate, and directly pointed it out.

Wen Xingyuan never would have thought that Feng Zhiyao and his father would suddenly become so intimate. His heart once again ached, and the gaze he used to look at Feng Zhiyao with was a little lonely.

"Yao'er, let's go!" Su Muyan cupped his hands in farewell and wanted to leave Autumn Wave Stable with Feng Zhiyao.

"Yes, farewell!" In reality, she was thinking that it was too troublesome to socialize in the ancient times, so it was better to go back to sleep. Right now, she didn't even dare to look at Wen Xingyuan and Xuanyuan Haoyu's gazes.

One had kissed, the other had made love, why was her life so bitter!

Fortunately, Su Muyan was fast, he grabbed Feng Zhiyao by the waist and used a light movement technique to fly out of the Autumn Wave Stable, where Feng Zhiyao's horse carriage was still parked.

"Hey, you don't want your BMW?" Why did he ride with her instead of riding a horse?

"A horse knows its way back!" Su Muyan smiled faintly.

"Hungry?" he asked again, frowning at the sound of her stomach growling.

"En!" Feng Zhiyao nodded, he had stayed in Death Valley for so long that his left shoulder was injured. How could he not be hungry? Who knew how much precious blood he had lost!

"Then I will bring you to Songhe Restaurant for dinner." he suggested.

"Ugh, no need for that, I want to go back and eat. You should also go back to the Mighty Heavenly Castle!" Feng Zhiyao did not want to go to the Songhe Restaurant, if by any chance, he met Situ Yelei viciously, that would be terrible. He had told her before, he hoped that she and her cousin Su Muyan were not too close.

Actually, she and Su Muyan didn't have much to do in the first place, but this time, after being trapped in the Death Valley together, she knew that she had stirred up trouble again.

Furthermore, it was getting more and more troublesome. She was even worried that she wouldn't be able to handle it easily. She realized that her personality was becoming more and more unlike Meixi, perhaps even blending into this era.

"Alright, then I'll send you back to the Prime Minister's Mansion first!" Su Muyan respected her opinion, but after pondering for a long time in his heart, what had happened to him? For her, he almost exposed his own strength in front of King of Jing and the others.

Feng Zhiyao nodded, in his heart he was looking forward to returning to the house quickly. After eating, he laid comfortably on the big bed.

… ….

"Wait for me first." Suddenly, Su Muyan's eyes flashed, and after saying that sentence for no reason, he opened the carriage's curtain and flew outside.

"Eldest Miss, what happened to Young Master Su?" Zi Yun was sitting next to the coachman, Wan Sanzi, waiting for Su Muyan to mysteriously leave the carriage.

Feng Zhiyao shook her head, because she did not know either.

"Eldest Miss, do you want to wait for Young Master Su to return?" The coachman, Wan Sanzi, asked in a low voice.

"Hmm, let's wait for him for a while. I really don't know what he's going to do." "This person is so hungry that his chest is sticking to his back!" Feng Zhiyao fanned himself with a fan.

"Young miss, Zi Yun will help you fan it." Zi Yun said with a smile.

"Sure." Feng Zhiyao was happy and relaxed, and then he gave the fan to Zi Yun.

After a while, Su Muyan came back with a bag in his hands.

"What did you just do?" Feng Zhiyao raised his eyes and looked at Su Muyan, and asked gently.

"Let's go in first." Su Muyan thoughtfully looked at Zi Yun, who obviously understood what was going on, and exited the carriage, leaving Feng Zhiyao and Su Muyan alone to look at each other.

"Here, you are the sweet and sour chicken from the restaurant. You must be hungry. Eat quickly." Su Muyan said as he unnaturally pulled at his lips, and gently placed the paper bundle in his hands into Feng Zhiyao's hands.

How fragrant! It was indeed made by the Aromatic Wine House! That's not right, this place was very far away from the Aromatic Jade Restaurant. If he were to use his Qing Gong, then he must have expended a lot of effort to get there! Sure enough, she saw fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Feng Zhiyao smiled slightly, raised her hand, and used her elegant sleeve to gently wipe the sweat on his forehead.

It was as if there were only two people left in this world, and the state of mind was unprecedented and harmonious. That kind of feeling removed the coldness, and there was only warmth left, like the blooming of a spring flower, and everything else melting. This was Su Muyan's feeling at this time.

"Thank you, you should also eat a chicken drumstick!" After he finished speaking, Feng Zhiyao opened the paper package and instantly, a fragrant smell assaulted his nose.

"Why are you being so courteous with me?" Yao'er, eat, this roasted chicken tastes really good! " Su Muyan took Zi Yun's fan and started to fan him, and thoughtfully offered him a cup of tea, the smile on his face had never been this warm and gentle before.

Feng Zhiyao nodded his head, he chewed on the chicken leg in satisfaction, and the beautiful guy helped fan her, living a good life.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Feng Zhiyao looked at him doubtfully. She did not know that he would have to watch her nibble on the chicken leg for that long.

"Watching you eat, I feel like I'm full too." Su Muyan shifted his gaze, lifted the curtain and looked out the window.

"Oh." Feng Zhiyao secretly sighed, the attitude he had towards her right now, was truly difficult for her to adapt.

"Alright, we're almost at the Prime Minister's Mansion. Remember what you promised me. I will be very busy these few days. Let's meet again when Blue Festival comes! " Su Muyan remembered something, and explained it like that.

"Blue Festival? "I won't go!" She shook her head and told him about her decision.

"Why not?" Su Muyan's gaze landed on her charming face again, surprised.

"Stupid!" "If he wants to recuperate, it would be inappropriate to go to such an occasion!" Feng Zhiyao laughed and teased.

"Yao'er, I keep having the feeling that your face is red, and you don't look like someone who is infected with an evil disease! Su Muyan started to suspect.

Feng Zhiyao smiled but did not say a word, following his guess.

He just felt that his eyes were especially funny, one white and one black!

"What is it? Did I say something wrong? Did I make you angry? "That's not right, make fun of me again!" Su Muyan's eyes looked at Feng Zhiyao, and then suddenly darkened. He extended his arm and grabbed onto Feng Zhiyao's slender waist, and his body instantly pressed down as his lips formed a kiss. " "You asked for it!"

"Ugh …" "When Feng Zhiyao heard that, she looked at Su Muyan in a daze, her brain started to work, and without thinking, Su Muyan immediately dropped to the ground. She snorted, and her body was already pressed down by him, the soft lips of her cherry lips were kissed.

"Su …" Mu … Flame … "Feng Zhiyao's consciousness was pulled back, and she suddenly opened her eyes to look at Su Muyan's big handsome face, the pressure on her body was not just a normal person's body, the posture of the two was extremely ambiguous, her lips were being kissed by Su Muyan, and they vaguely said two words.

Su Muyan's eyes were filled with a dark color as she tightly kissed him. A pair of jade-like hands easily controlled the delicate hand that wanted to push him away, and firmly gripped onto the palm of her hand. She felt that the hand was extremely small and exquisite.

Urgent gasps and dense kisses could be heard as she skillfully pried open her teeth. Her tongue moved about in the mouth of the adorable person beneath her as she tasted the sweet fragrance. Her body was tightly restrained by her, causing a fiery heat to rise.

"Dammit, this is a horse carriage!" As Su Muyan kissed her, she could not help but become angry. At first glance, she was on a horse carriage, and outside, there was a carriage driver and a little girl. This made him feel a bit embarrassed, and his handsome face turned red with embarrassment.

"You even know the carriage?" He knew it was the carriage, yet he still provoked her so much. Thus, she glared at him in displeasure.

Feng Zhiyao never thought that she would actually make love to him. She still liked to fight three hundred rounds on her comfortable bed the most, with a posture that was seventy-two times more comfortable.

"Whatever, since I can't get on the carriage, let me kiss him again." He felt as if he were addicted to kissing her.

Thus, his thin lips once again accurately aimed at Feng Zhiyao's bright cherry lips.

"Ugh …" "Feng Zhiyao's already sensitive body, how could he bear his repeated kisses, his cool and masculine body fragrance, and his seductive aura? His limpid autumn eyes quickly took on a misty color and brought forth a fiery heat in his body —

Coincidentally, at this time, they arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion's gate.

"Reporting to young miss, Young Master Su has arrived at the entrance of the palace." Zi Yun and Wan Sanzi looked at each other, and in the end, it was Zi Yun who spoke out first. She had heard the First Miss and Young Master Su's voices just now, so she blushed and lowered her head.

Wan Sanzi's face was as red as a cooked prawn.

"Damn it!" "We're here already!" Su Muyan unhappily let go of Feng Zhiyao, a trace of depression flashing past his eyes. Seeing the aloe that was waiting for him, he had the urge to pin her down in love with him.

"Since you have arrived, I will take my leave. I will have my driver escort you there!" "This place is far from the Mighty Heavenly Castle!" Feng Zhiyao covered her mouth and laughed, he was so weird today, he had actually taken the initiative to kiss her a few times, this was a good sign, so she smiled happily!

"Alright, you should be careful. Wen Xingyuan is not a good person!" He gently embraced her body, his black and white eyes shining with a mysterious light.

"Yes, I'm going back!" Feng Zhiyao saw that his robes had a few claw marks on it, and could not help but be in a good mood.

"That's right, I'll return the clothes to you!" Feng Zhiyao took off the outer garment he had draped over her body earlier and returned it to him.

"Mn, Yao'er, next time don't leave oil stains on my clothes!" Damn it, he had a serious obsession with cleanliness! If this matter happened in the past, there was no telling how he would scold her. However, the relationship between the two of them was completely different now. Naturally, he would not scold her!

Seeing Su Muyan's brows knit into a straight line, Feng Zhiyao's mood was extremely good.

So it turned out that she was actually happy for a long time after seeing Su Muyan this depressed.

"Don't laugh like that! "It would be better if the girl had a smile that didn't show her teeth!" Su Muyan began to talk and train again.

"I know, I know. Hurry up and go back, I'm also tired." Feng Zhiyao rolled her eyes, and gave him a bland, direct look, before she turned and alighted from the carriage. With Zi Yun's support, she walked towards the main gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the carriage, Su Muyan lifted the carriage's curtain and muttered, Yao'er, wait for me!

His gaze followed that graceful figure until it disappeared from the gate. Then, he let the coachman, Wan Sanzi, drive the carriage away.

It was night. The night was as cold as water.

When Feng Zhiyao returned to the Begonia Garden, a tall black clad handsome figure concealed in the eaves of the house flew out, wielding a sword and chased after Su Muyan's horse carriage … "

Chapter end