Finding a Wife and Entering the Urn: Young Master Feng is addicted to spoiling his wife

The desolation in her eyes was shocking.

Such desolation is like a withered and burned grassland, lifeless.

Feng Baiyu's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help touching her cheek, his jade-like eyes were full of distress, "Could it be that for you, being with me is just a choice?"

"Is not it?"

Ye Tong suddenly remembered something, and laughed at himself, "No, it seems that I provoked you first, from the very beginning, so I have no right to say no, right?"

His heart stabbed.

Ye Tong smiled wryly, turned his face slightly away, broke free from his hand, and continued to squat down to play in the water.

Her mood was boring, and apart from the fluctuating morning conversation with the old lady, it seemed that there was really nothing worthy of her disturbance.

Feng Baiyu's hand was frozen in the air for a long time, Ye Tong suddenly felt pulled up by a force, and immediately kissed her cold lips with an aura of encroachment.

His kiss was domineering and fierce, as if to prove something, more like plunder.

Ye Tong didn't struggle, and stared at a pair of waveless eyes, enduring these encroachments.

Sensing her indifference, Feng Baiyu stopped suddenly, with a hint of anger in his eyes, "You hate me that much?"

Ye Tong's eyes became more angry, and he met his questioning eyes, "Yes."

Feng Baiyu frowned.

His hand on Ye Tong's slender waist suddenly loosened a little, his deep eyes were full of complex emotions, "Ye Tong, what do you think I should do, let you go, or continue to force you to stay by my side?"

"You can do whatever you want." Ye Tong twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes were indifferent.

Feng Baiyu let go of her hand, and suddenly loosened her grip. Her foot slipped and she fell backwards suddenly.

Feng Baiyu came to his senses and reached out to help her, but the stone surface was too slippery, so they fell into the stream together.

thump--

Water splashes.

Ye Tong gradually sank into the water, with his eyes open without any struggle.

At that moment, a thought flashed through her mind, why not just leave?

Feng Baiyu shocked her eyes with a lifeless desire to die, and hurried to trap her upstream.

This time, she suddenly put her arms around Feng Baiyu's neck and kissed her.

Feng Baiyu was taken aback for a moment, and lingered with her in the water for a while.

Countless thoughts floated in her mind, and in the end, she lost her strength, as if on purpose, unable to breathe in the water, and passed out.

Damn!

Feng Baiyu swam out of the water with her in his arms, and placed her on a flat stone to perform CPR.

After a while of skillful and standard compressions, she spit out a mouthful of water and slowly knocked open her eyelids.

The sun just wrapped around him, blurring his face, but the temperament of his body and the outline of his face could still tell what an outstanding man he was. Her eyes were slightly blurred, and there was a tear in the corner of her eye.

After all, it is tired.

Her decadence made even herself loathe to the extreme.

Feng Baiyu was overjoyed and carried her back.

it's too cold.

I was wet again.

Feng Baiyu almost hugged her all the way back. After returning, regardless of Ye Tong's objection, he quickly took off her clothes, asked her to change into dry ones, and wrapped the quilt around her so that he had time to change. clothing.

Afterwards, he went to the kitchen and made ginger syrup for her.

After drinking, drive away the cold in the body.

After this series, Ye Tong's cold heart became a little warmer.

Seeing his stern face with worry, it was completely different from the arrogance of the past, as if he had changed into a different person, Ye Tong felt compassion, "Aren't you going to drink?"

"I'm fine, a while..."

ah sneeze.

He sneezed suddenly, Ye Tong frowned, "Hurry up and drink, you've caught a cold too."

With that said, she was about to get out of bed.

Feng Baiyu held her shoulder, "What are you going to do?"

"If you don't want to drink, I'll bring it to you."

Her concern was so sudden, Feng Baiyu was stunned, "Are you concerned about me?"

He immediately swept away the haze in his heart, at least she cared about him.

Ye Tong didn't know what kind of mood his expression came from, so he twitched the corner of his mouth, "Wait for me."

After finishing speaking, he broke away from his hand and went to the kitchen to serve him.

Feng Baiyu followed behind her, and when she turned around, she saw him standing in front of her, staring at her face with deep eyes, "Ye Tong, I still like the way you treat me like you usually do, just like now."

Ye Tong's eyes suddenly turned hot, "Feng Baiyu, I hate you like this."

"It's okay, I like you." He took the soup in her hand and drank it with his head up.

Although the soup was a bit spicy, he didn't even frown, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time burst out in his heart. After five years, he didn't want to force himself to suppress it anymore, he just wanted to cherish the present.

He couldn't stand losing her any longer, suffering from the endless waiting.

Even if Ye Tong's return will give him a thousand arrows to pierce his heart, he is not afraid.

He has been waiting for this day!

Ye Tong's nose was sore, and when she was about to shed tears, she forced herself to go back and took the empty bowl in his hand to wash it, but he suddenly hugged her, "Don't worry about it, I said ,I will take care of you."

She had waited so long for this sentence, but she never expected that it would be a piercing pain.

How ironic?

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Every time she took a breath, her heart throbbed violently.

In his ear is his affectionate confession, "Ye Tong, I will do everything I promise."

Her heart twitched, "Are you not afraid that I will stab you in the back?"

"You won't." He said firmly.

Ye Tong smiled, tears glistening, "Where did you get your confidence?"

"If you want to kill me, there are plenty of opportunities, so you won't wait until now." Feng Baiyu's voice was low, and he couldn't hide his magnetism.

"I heard that torturing a person is more enjoyable than killing it directly." The light in Ye Tong's eyes gradually sank, full of killing intent.

She turned her back to him, although she couldn't see her face, she could feel the coldness.

Hearing this, he curled his lips into a smile, "It's okay, then bear it."

After a pause, he said coldly but affectionately, "Or, you won't."

Ye Tong's heart fell to the bottom.

She closed her eyes, not daring to breathe hard, for fear that the sharp tingling would kill her.

To this day, she was actually moved.

Don't dare to think deeply, dare not sink, can only recall the fragments of Shen Zhen being killed over and over again.

Every inch of her body was icy cold, and she turned around again, opening a pair of clear eyes, "Then wait, I also want to know if I will."

Feng Baiyu's thin lips raised a curve, and kissed her forehead.

"Ye Tong, don't suppress it anymore, I just want you to be happy." Feng Baiyu hugged Ye Tong tightly, and the message from her body made her deeply understand the seriousness of what he said.

Ye Tong stared straight at his stern face, as if admiring a perfect painting. He was as noble as a prince, with a compelling temperament, but he was a murderous and bloodthirsty madman. The light in her eyes gradually dimmed. .

"Feng Baiyu, we think differently."