Hearing Yan CI's words.
Fu Shang was stunned for a moment, then looked up. Her dark eyes were apologetic. She also picked up the White jade wine glass and took a sip, accepting Yan CI's bow.
Her other hand was being held by Yan Qi, who was slightly tightening his grip.
Fu Shang glanced sideways.
Then, he saw the young Emperor's face slightly darkened. His red lips were pursed, and his displeasure was obvious.
It was a very, very low sentence, but only Fu Zhen heard it. With a bit of childishness, he said, " don't look at him, I will be jealous.
Yan Qi's long eyelashes drooped.
He looked aggrieved.
She couldn't resist her little Tiantian's coquettish charm and immediately nodded. She held Yan Qi's hand and winked at him. okay, I won't look at him.
Yan Qi was instantly satisfied.
