The Beast Taming Concubine: The Useless Miss Wants to Strik Back

The person in the carriage still did not show up, and even after being insulted like this, the other party still did not react at all.

"You're not wrong. If there is any fault, it's your master's fault. I want his apology!"

Today, she just wants to see who the idiot is.

"Miss Feng, I'm so sorry! My master doesn't see outsiders!"

"However, if Miss Feng wants to become my master's wife, that is also possible! Please come in, Miss Feng!" The girl couldn't help laughing. Her master had gone through such a big circle.

Isn’t the purpose to marry the eldest daughter of the Feng family?

wife?

The corners of Feng Qingcheng's mouth twitched slightly.

"How ugly is your master? Is she going to marry any girl she meets on the street?" What an idiot! Feng Qingcheng stepped forward and tried to lift the curtain.

However, he was blocked by the girl.

"Miss Feng, it's better not to do it!"

"As a painting, you must not be rude!"

The man in the carriage spoke again.

Feng Qingcheng looked at the girl named Ruhua with pride.

Ruhua couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Little Lord……"

Doesn't the young master dislike seeing outsiders? Ever since the young master was injured in the war, he has disliked seeing outsiders. The young master is very famous in Fengming City, everyone in the city knows it, right? Why does Miss Feng insist on seeing the master today?

Young master?

Feng Qingcheng became even more curious.

Could this be the Young Lord of Fengming City, the cold-faced young master Mu Tianjue with a weird temper?

"Let Miss Feng in!"

The corner of Mu Tianjue's mouth curled up into a smile.

Humph, do you think she would be afraid? Playing a trick, Feng Qingcheng got on the carriage and stretched out her hand to open the curtain.

However, as soon as he drew aside the curtain, he met that pair of playful eyes. The man was wearing a moonflower-colored robe and sitting in a wheelchair. The carriage was big enough, and even if the man was sitting in a wheelchair, there was still a lot of space left in the carriage.

The man has a very handsome face.

Judging from her face alone, she is truly extremely beautiful.

She was reluctant to use the word beautiful to describe a man, but this man really gave her that feeling, a peerless face, but a pity for his legs.

"Your leg?"

Don't know why?

Feng Qingcheng, who had always been as hard as iron, overflowed with the little bit of compassion she had left after seeing his legs.

As soon as she asked the question, she realized that she really shouldn't have asked that. This was someone else's hidden illness, so naturally she didn't want to tell others about it.

It was as if he saw the guilt in her eyes.

Mu Tianjue smiled with relief.

"It doesn't matter. I've heard this kind of talk before. I'm used to it!"

"However, even if my legs are crippled, I can still hug you!"

After saying that, he grabbed Feng Qingcheng's hand and before she could react, he was already sitting on his lap.

To prevent herself from falling, Feng Qingcheng hooked the man's neck.

This is a closer look.

I even felt that this man was too handsome. Even at such a close distance, I couldn't see a single pore, and his thin peach-colored lips gave me a sense of déjà vu.

"What's wrong? Do you want to kiss me? If you do, don't be polite!" Mu Tianjue said generously.

"roll!"

Feng Qingcheng then realized that she had been staring at other people's lips. No wonder others would misunderstand her.

"You don't want to? I do!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pecked her tender lips with lightning speed.

"you……"

It was too late for Feng Qingcheng to let go.