Chapter 1543 Strategy...Uncle, Do You Want to Have a Forbidden Love?

After a long while, Xie Zhan chuckled, and poked her face with his finger, "Why is the scenery staring at me like this?"

"I'm happy, what's wrong?" She tightened her face, fearing that if she relaxed a little, her suppressed shyness would come out again.

"Since Fengguang is happy, of course I am also happy to show it to Fengguang. However, Fengguang can drink the hangover soup first before continuing to see me." Xie Zhan picked up the medicine bowl and handed it to her.

Feng Guang thought about her headache and did not refuse with a bad temper. Instead, she took the bowl and drank the water in the bowl in one breath. After drinking, the unpleasant taste left in her mouth made her wrinkle again. Between her brows, a candied fruit was unexpectedly stuffed into her mouth. She smashed it in her mouth. After the taste of the soup was gone, she looked at him, curled her lips, and said without appreciation: " It seems you are quite considerate."

"That's natural. You should always be more considerate when treating those close to you." He took out a handkerchief from somewhere and gently wiped the remaining decoction at the corner of her lips. The smile in his eyes was particularly special at this moment. of tenderness.

For a moment, Feng Guang was lost in his tenderness, but soon she shook her head again and walked out of this tenderness. She asked, "Where is this place?"

He smiled, "The palace."

Feng Guang was obviously stunned for a while, "Didn't my father take me back?"

"Fengguang slept too deeply last night, and I really couldn't bear to wake you up, so I asked you to stay in my room for the night." He said it seriously, as if that was indeed what happened.

Feng Guang only focused on one question, "Is this your room?"

"good."

"Then where did you sleep last night?"

"Well..." Xie Zhan seemed a little embarrassed to say, "I wanted to sleep in another room last night, but after Fengguang got drunk, he seemed to become a little bold..."

"Stop talking! I understand!" Fengguang blocked his words loudly, holding her head and wailing. She knew what bad habits she had when she was drunk. Being frank is only secondary, more important. The thing is, she would particularly like to get close to those beauties... that is, those good-looking people, regardless of gender, but only Xie Zhan was there last night, and there were no other beauties, so if she wanted to do anything...

Ugh... Feng Guang felt a little uncomfortable. He saw his unreserved side.

She had almost imagined how he would look at her as his niece when she was frantically trying to eat him.

Under this status... Even if she wanted to say, "I will be responsible for you," she couldn't.

Seeing her sick look, Xie Zhan couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"A little melancholy..."

"Why melancholy?"

"I..." She sighed deeply, indeed feeling deeply melancholy, "You saw my bad appearance, my image...sigh..."

"As long as the scenery is responsible and cute, it will be fine." Xie Zhan raised the corners of his lips, with a gentle smile like jade, he chuckled: "The so-called image is not important at all."

She stared at him without moving her eyes, "Did you also say these things to Xie Yaoyao?"

"Why did you suddenly mention the second girl again?" He was really curious. Feng Guang seemed to have a different kind of obsession with Xie Yaoyao, that is, he always wanted to compare with her. This attention seemed to be higher than He did.

Feng Guang did not answer why, but continued to ask: "Did you say it?"

"No." Xie Zhan shook his head and smiled again, "After all, not everyone in this world can be as lovely as scenery."

Feng Guang blinked, "Uncle Third, did you take the wrong medicine today?"

"I'm not sick and don't need to take medicine."

"Then why do you suddenly praise me as if it's free of charge? You say so many good things one after another, so you're not afraid that I will become even more proud?"

"Does scenery mean being arrogant due to favor?" Xie Zhan's eyes slightly raised, and in the dark eyes, there seemed to be a charming stream of light in the invisible abyss. He looked at her intently, "If I could be called scenery It’s indeed a good experience to be proud of someone’s favor.”

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter how proud she is, she was born to be pampered.

He had this magical feeling inexplicably.