Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Where did the princess go?” Snow White muttered to herself that today is Chu Muchen's birthday, and that there will be a birthday banquet from now on. Before yesterday, Chu Muchen did not even think of having Mo Qingfeng attend the banquet. She felt ugly. She was an insult to him. Her presence would only make him look disgraceful in front of many senior officials.

But today, Chu Muchen's psychotic speech asked Mo Qingfeng to attend the banquet. Snow Ling Bai was anxious to tell her the news, but she couldn't find anyone.

“What can I do for you?” Just as Snow White was about to feel the smell of Snow Mo's wind, Snow Mo's wind jumped lightly and stood silently behind Snow White and spoke coldly.

Her voice was not loud, but she let Snow Spirit tremble. She jumped, her heart pounding wildly. She turned around and was surprised and surprised. Then she looked at Mo Qingfeng in confusion: “Princess, you just...”

Mo Qingfeng frowned and looked so cold. She seemed very upset. Would you be happy to meet someone who was in the way of her eyes?

“Hiding in front of a tree, playing hide-and-seek with you, why? I was nervous when I didn't see him for a moment. Chu Muchen was so upset with me? ”

“Today is the Prince's birthday. From now on, the Birthday Banquet will be held at the highway time. The Prince would like to invite the Princess to attend the banquet together so that his men can come and tell the Princess.” Snow White felt a cold breath gather, touching Mo Qing's cold face, his heart shook a cold tremor and looked at her with a little fear.

Mo Qing's voice was as cold as ice: “What if I don't join?” What does Chu Muchen's birthday have to do with her? She didn't want to give him presents, let alone say happy birthdays.

“As the princess of the prince, the prince's birthday, the princess should be present.” Snow White whispered, fearing that Mo Qingfeng would hear the slap.

Mo Qingfeng listened, scornfully smiled, she could never admit that she was the princess of Chu Muchen. She caressed the world of the bully and looked cold at Snow Spirit: "It was the rooster in my arms who married me in the chapel. If Chu Muchen admitted that I was her princess, then he was a rooster. Unfortunately, in my mind, he's not as good as a rooster. ”

Snow White's face changed slightly. She looked at Mo Qingfeng in surprise and looked at the masculine world in her arms again. “Princess, at that time, the prince had no choice...”

“Come on, I'll be at his birthday party.” If Mo Qingfeng interrupts Snow White in a cold voice, he can't help himself, can he find an excuse to do better? Was someone holding a knife around Chu Muchen's neck to force him into chapel? Who dares put a knife around his neck? I couldn't help myself, I couldn't help myself, Mo Qingfeng's cold eyes filled with disdain and indignation.

If Chu Muchen gave her face and invited her to his birthday party, how could she not give him that face?

Chu Muchen's birthday banquet, the entire Eight Kings' Palace is extremely lively and a very solemn banquet.

In addition to the minister of the Dynasty, there are several princesses, and some close relatives, friends of Jianghu.

The banquet begins with a drink for everyone.

Though Mo Qingfeng is a princess, the main throne of the palace is sitting on Chu Muchen, and the side beside him is Zhao Min Jing sitting. Obviously, her position in the Eight Kings' Palace is not yet Zhao Min Jinggao. To be precise, in Chu Muchen's mind, she is not a princess at all and is not qualified to sit in the position of the hostess.

Mo Qingfeng is not rare in the position of the hostess of the Eight Kings, let alone the princess of Chumuchen, she will leave the Eight Kings sooner or later.

Today, she embroidered the silver and red gown dress of the hermitage flower, wearing a red veil, revealing a bright and cool pair of eyes. In this way, she is not only bright and touching, the wind is fantastic, but also full of innate superiority and mori cold.

And sitting opposite her was Mingxian master's eldest son, EU Teng. He was the famous wind dude of Chu Qianguo. When Mo Qingfeng appeared, his eyes did not leave her. Mo Qingfeng's costume was not as noble as Zhao Minjing's and several princesses', but the breath on her made people unable to look away, even Chu Muchen was attracted to such a costume, and looked at her for a moment.

Well-dressed Mo Zishan can't attract the eyes of the European Union. From time to time, the eyes of Chu Muchen move to Mo Qingfeng. The eyes of the European Union do not blink and stare at her. From time to time, the throat slides up and down. The hunger of swallowing water, Mo Zishan's heart bursts with jealousy.

She's an ugly woman. Can a veil cover her ugliness? How can an ugly woman attract the attention of all men? Does she smell like a fox?

The wine is well served, Mo Chingfeng ignores everyone's eyes, eats grapes at leisure and enjoys the dance performed on the stage. The grapes are delicious, but the dance is not so good.

The grapes on the table were soon eaten by her, and she swept away the food on the table, or she drank a bar. She picked up the bottle and poured herself a full glass.

Her eyebrows frowned when she pulled out the veil and held the glass in one hand, lifting her head slightly and sipping a sip.

One of her gentle moves was so flamboyant, the EU could see all the drooling. Especially since her slender jade fingers were whiter than those of the finest white porcelain, her fingertips were red and his throat was tight.

Mo Qing Feng felt his eager and burning eyes, just glanced at him coldly, his eyebrows wrinkled tighter, the wine still contained in his mouth did not swallow, his cold eyes searched for it, this wine... toxic!

The wine was in her mouth and Moxie Wind smelled a rush | the smell of love medicine, she contempted her eyes, they drank happily,

After changing the pot and pot, she took another look at Chu Muchen on the high table, while his brothers were toasting with him, while Zhao Minjing next to him looked at him with a smile and looked at him deeply.

Mo Ching Feng smiled and asked her to attend the birthday banquet. Is that how you set her up?

She slowly swallowed the liquor in her mouth, skipped her mouth, and the medicine was too weak. If she was whole, she would definitely be the most drugged type.

She poured another cup and drank it, inadvertently scorning Mo Zishan. Mo Zishan looked towards Mo Qingfeng. When she touched Mo Qingfeng's gaze, that flowing gaze hid and shifted away.

Mo Qingfeng drank four cups in a row. She looked at Mo Zishan with a smile. Such a vicious woman. It was not enough to bully her in Mo Fu. She came to the Eight Kings Mansion and tried to bully her?

After a few drinks, Mo Qingfeng's cool eyes appeared like a layer of water fog, that is, delicate and a mysterious beauty. Seeing that the EU has all the urge to go forward and remove her veil to see her true face.