Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

The next day, a major event was spread in the palace. For the first time in the 500 years since he ascended the throne, Fanyun, the king of the wolf clan, stopped having a morning meeting with ministers.

Fan Yun, who was still lying on the bed at this time, did not expect that one day he would become a foolish king who ignored state affairs for the sake of beauty.

Looking at Wen Qingqing who was still sleeping in his arms, Fan Yun's handsome eyebrows were extremely gentle. He reached out his hand and gently touched her soft cheek.

"Yunyun is caught." Wen Qingqing opened her eyes and looked at him with a smile.

"Qingqing, good morning." Fan Yun also laughed softly and kissed Wen Qingqing's forehead.

"Good morning, Yun Yun." Wen Qingqing also moved forward and kissed him on the face.

Fan Yun hugged her waist: "Is there any discomfort in your body?"

"No, Yun Yun, I'm just a little hungry." Wen Qingqing shook her head, leaned lazily on his chest, and spoke delicately.

I have to say that the magical world is really good.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll have someone prepare it for you." Fan Yun gently stroked her long hair.

"I want to eat porridge and fresh fruit."

Fan Yun nodded, recited a magic spell and sent it to the werewolf housekeeper, asking him to notify the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

"Qingqing, let me carry you to wash up."

After Fan Yun finished speaking, the princess took Wen Qingqing out of the quilt and carried her to the bathroom to wash up.

He waited at the door for her to wash up, then held her hand and went downstairs to the restaurant.

Halfway through, a werewolf guard came over and reported to Fan Yun that several ministers were waiting for him in the study and had something important to report to him.

Fan Yun frowned and looked at Wen Qingqing beside him.

Isn't this a bit too coincidental?

Wen Qingqing smiled, took Fan Yun's hand and shook it coquettishly: "Yun Yun, it's okay. Your business is important. I can just go there by myself. I'll wait for you in the restaurant."

"Okay, Qingqing, eat slowly, I'll be there in a minute." Fan Yun put his arms around her waist and pulled her close, lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

The werewolf guard immediately blushed and lowered his head, his wolf ears drooped, but he didn't see anything!

Fan Yun left with his guards, and Wen Qingqing walked slowly to the restaurant.

When Fan Mu saw Wen Qingqing, his light gray eyes seemed to light up. He walked quickly to her and hugged her directly: "Qingqing, baby."

"Twilight." Wen Qingqing came close to him obediently, hugged his waist with her little hands, rubbed his chest, and said delicately: "Twilight, I don't want to walk, can you carry me to breakfast~ "

"Of course, I'll carry Qingqing." Fan Mu picked up Wen Qingqing by the waist and walked to the restaurant, which was only a few steps away.

There was no servant left to wait in the restaurant. Fan Mu put Wen Qingqing on his lap, picked up the oatmeal and fed it bite by bite. Wen Qingqing obediently ate a few mouthfuls, and then drank less than half a bowl of goat milk. After eating, she quietly cast a digestion magic on herself.

Wen Qingqing played with Fan Mu's slender and beautiful fingertips, and pointed at a plate of crystal clear purple grapes: "Twi Mu, I want to eat grapes, they look very sweet."

Because Fan Mu was holding her with one hand and holding her with the other hand, he could only recite a magic spell casually, and the grape fruit plate placed at the farthest end of the dining table flew to Fan Mu's face. It fell on the table, allowing Wen Qingqing to reach out and eat it.

Wen Qingqing smiled and kissed his face: "Thank you, Twilight~"

Fan Mu'ergen suddenly turned red and said, "Eat it quickly, baby."

Wen Qingqing kissed the other side of his face again: "Be symmetrical."

She adjusted to a comfortable position and leaned against Fan Mu, then stretched out her hand, peeled off a grape and put it in her mouth. The grape was very fresh and sweet.

After eating a few pills, Wen Qingqing glanced at Fan Mu and rolled her eyes.

She took another grape and peeled it off. She first fed it into her mouth and bit it lightly with her teeth. Then she stood up slightly and put her arms around Fan Mu's neck, pulled him down, raised her head and fed the grape into his mouth.

Fan Mu was stunned at first, his light gray eyes gradually darkened. He pressed Wen Qingqing's waist, rolled up the grape with his tongue and ate it, then leaned down again and kissed her carefully.

Fan Mu let Wen Qingqing go after enough kisses.

"My baby, you are sweeter than grapes." Fan Mu's voice was sexy and hoarse.

Wen Qingqing blushed in his arms and gently raised her hand to pat the back of his hand.

"Stop talking."

One of the two was making trouble, the other was coaxing.

"Qingqing, Amu."

Fan Yun's voice interrupted the intimacy between the two. Wen Qingqing's scalp went numb. She wanted to jump down, but Fan Mu held her tightly, pressed her on her legs, and pressed his forehead against hers. His tone was aggrieved and like He was acting coquettishly with her: "Baby, be good and let me hold you, Qingqing~"

For a little milk wolf like Fan Yun who usually acts coquettishly and blushes easily, but is fierce when kissing, Wen Qingqing said that she ate it with tears.

Who can resist a milk wolf looking at you with such pitiful eyes, knowing full well that he is just pretending.

Fan Yun came over, pulled out the chair next to them and sat down. With a chuckle, he directly took Wen Qingqing's hand and kissed the back of her hand.