The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Feng Yanan gave Yan Lingxiao a shameless look.

Trying hard to recall what happened last night, she clearly remembered that she fell asleep on the table, so how come she was lying on the bed when she woke up?

This question made Feng Yanan feel a little embarrassed and confused. She looked around, trying to find the answer. Yan Lingxiao lay quietly on his side, his eyes revealing an indescribable affection.

"My Lord, have I been sleeping in bed all this time?" Feng Yanan couldn't help but ask, with a hint of embarrassment and confusion in her voice.

Yan Lingxiao naturally saw Feng Yanan's confusion. He did not answer her question directly, but smiled slightly, with a warm light in his eyes. He said seriously: "When I woke up, I found that you were already by my side."

Yan Lingxiao's words made Feng Yanan even more confused. She couldn't help but start to doubt her memory. Did she remember it wrong? Or was Yan Lingxiao joking? However, when she saw Yan Lingxiao's serious eyes, she felt that he didn't seem to be lying.

An absurd thought suddenly popped up in Feng Yanan's mind. Could it be that she was sleepwalking and then climbed onto Yan Lingxiao's bed? This thought instantly made her cheeks slightly hot, and an inexplicable sense of shame surged in her heart. She tried hard to recall her past life experience. She had never had symptoms of sleepwalking in her memory, which made her even more confused.

She began to wonder if the original owner had sleepwalking skills and she had inherited this habit. Although this idea was absurd, Feng Yanan could not completely rule it out. She was secretly glad that Yan Lingxiao did not mention this matter, otherwise she really did not know how to face it.

But she was still confident and confident. She looked at Yan Lingxiao with a firm and powerful gaze. She said to Yan Lingxiao without any hesitation: "My Lord, why don't you get up and still hold me in your arms while sleeping?"

When Yan Lingxiao heard Feng Yanan's question, he thought this girl was really interesting and would not suffer any loss. He immediately lowered his head and said in a wronged tone, "I want to get up, but Nannan, you are holding me tightly with both your hands and feet, how can I get up?"

Feng Yanan woke up from her dream when she heard Yan Lingxiao's words. She realized that her legs were still around Yan Lingxiao's waist. A strong sense of shyness and embarrassment surged in her heart, and she felt her cheeks burning as if they were on fire.

She hurriedly tried to retract her legs, but her movements seemed a little clumsy and flustered. She didn't know how to face such an embarrassing situation, and her heart was filled with panic and helplessness. She was so focused on appreciating Yan Lingxiao's beauty that she didn't even feel where her legs were. Normally, if you suddenly find a man lying next to you, you shouldn't scream. But she seemed to be enjoying it. She cursed herself for being a waste.

Yan Lingxiao looked at Feng Yanan's reaction, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes. He slowly leaned close to Nanan's ear, his voice was low and magnetic, like a whisper in the night wind. He whispered, "Nanan, don't you really feel sorry for your husband? You're so decisive to drive him away after you've used him."

His breath lingered in Nan's ears, with a faint masculine scent, which made her feel palpitations. The intimate distance made her heart beat faster, and a shy blush appeared on her face. She felt annoyed and embarrassed, as if Yan Lingxiao had seen through her inner thoughts.

"Yan Lingxiao, you are shameless, who took advantage of you!"

However, when she met Yan Lingxiao's deep eyes, her heartbeat accelerated again and the shyness on her face became more obvious.

Yan Lingxiao looked at her rosy face, which looked even more charming and beautiful. He felt an indescribable urge in his heart, and really wanted to reach out and pinch her soft cheeks. But he quickly controlled his urge and just raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a playful smile.

"Isn't it? My hands are numb, but I didn't say anything." Yan Lingxiao's voice was hinted with teasing, as if he was mocking Feng Yanan's anger.

Feng Yanan's face flushed with anger when she heard his words. She bit her lower lip hard, trying to control her emotions, but the anger in her eyes grew stronger.

"You!" Feng Yanan was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond to Yan Lingxiao's words. Her heartbeat accelerated, and she felt that her anger had reached its peak.

Yan Lingxiao looked at her angry and helpless expression, and his smile grew even wider. He straightened his underwear.

There was a hint of teasing in his eyes. "But Nan Nan still seems dissatisfied!"