Number of romantic figures

Chapter 1125 Geng scroll charms people's hearts
"Really?" Feng Ziying thought quickly, but said in a rambling voice: "Sister Feng, are you really so cold-hearted?"

Wang Xifeng was suffocated by Feng Ziying's preemptive attack, and she didn't speak for a while, as if she was recalling the deep meaning hidden in Feng Ziying's words, but Feng Ziying knew that this was just her own expedient measure, if she couldn't come up with enough convincing words This woman will definitely become more and more suspicious.

"Sister Feng, do you remember when we first met?"

Wang Xifeng was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously shook his head.

Feng Ziying didn't pay attention to the other party, she opened her mouth with one hand, gently grabbed the other party's chin and cheeks, and lifted up: "You may not have much impression, but I have a deep impression..."

Wang Xifeng's heart trembled.

"..., the first time I saw you after I came back from Linqing, I was sitting next to my ancestors. I remember very clearly that you were wearing a narrow silver jacket with a hundred butterflies carved in gold and red satin in flowers. She is wearing an emerald flowered crepe skirt underneath, and there is a jade pendant tied around her waist, it should be a rose pendant with double fishes, right? It is pea green, and I am very impressed."

Feng Ziying said leisurely: "...the hairpin on your head, with five phoenixes facing the sun, is dazzling. Others wear it, maybe it is coquettish and vulgar, but if you wear it, it is coquettish but not charming, shining brightly. I like..., where's that stone blue cut silk silver mouse coat? I haven't seen you wearing it in the past two years,..."

Every word Feng Ziying shattered Wang Xifeng's heart with ease like an armor-piercing hammer, and suddenly opened up, a wave of heat ran through her whole body from bottom to top, and there was a kind of indescribable comfort in the numbness, warmth and dizziness. Huhu,...

"Brother Keng, what happened a few years ago, how old were you then, why..." Wang Xifeng was breathing heavily, her cheeks were on fire, her eyes were bright, and she was staring at Feng Ziying.

Feng Ziying looked at each other calmly: "Sister Feng, what do you think? Does age matter? I decided then that this woman was born for me, and I must have her..."

The sound of bang was like a flood breaking the embankment, and all the worries, apprehensions, and doubts in Wang Xifeng's heart were washed away, leaving only a hot feeling rushing back and forth in his chest.

"But,……"

"I know, you are a married woman, but it doesn't matter, I can wait, the second brother Lian doesn't cherish you, as a friend, I don't have much advice, just let him go, and I think the second brother Lian is not good enough You, or rather, are not suitable for you, but I can also say with all honesty and sincerity that I have known Brother Lian for several years. I had a certain hope in my heart, and this hope finally came true, please forgive me for being selfish,..."

Feng Ziying's grandeur, frankness and straightforwardness made Wang Xifeng's whole body tremble violently, and her beautiful eyes were filled with inexplicable affection and tears, which only moistened the rouge around her cheeks.

"Brother Keng, I..." Wang Xifeng could no longer control her emotions. All kinds of suffering and fear for so long made her wonder how the man in front of her who had already lost her body thought of herself, but today These words instantly wiped away all her worries and doubts, and replaced them with endless affection and longing.

Without any more words, Wang Xifeng's beautiful eyes sparkled, her blood-red lips vomited fragrantly, her breath whizzed, that anticipation, that longing, that infatuated love,...

In this situation, how could Feng Ziying hold back, she pressed her head down heavily, and the humming voice quickly turned into an extremely passionate hug, as if she wanted to embed every part of the other person's body into her own. In the body,...

Even on that day of lingering love, Feng Ziying was not able to be unreservedly offered fiery lips by the other party like today. Anyone can clearly feel the surging affection.

Embroidered jackets, sweat towels, long skirts, bellybands, all scattered like a goddess scattering flowers...

The fragrance of the orchid sleeves fades, the tents turn red, and the embroidered pillows rotate and shift. ...

Snuggle up to people, jiaobo frequency slips.The mandarin quilt is on display, and the waves are turning red crepe.Fragrant sweat stains silk, several times micro-transparent.

..., plum eluate, rouge sandalwood mouth, ...

Fight hard but rest for a lifetime, make your day happy.

Ping'er couldn't help covering his hot face with his cool hands, quietly stood on the inner courtyard door, and looked out through the inner courtyard door.

She told Baoxiang to guard the gate of the outer courtyard, just to avoid such an embarrassing situation. Fortunately, Baoxiang is quite obedient, and he can see Baoxiang from the gap in the inner courtyard door, so he obediently guards the outer courtyard gate , with both hands in the armholes, stomping his feet, while looking out into the alley.

The sound from the wing room was too loud. In order to prevent the sound from coming out from the crack of the door too loudly, Ping'er had to walk carefully to the door of Xiangfang and tighten the door. Glancing through the gap in the door, Ping'er was almost frightened and collapsed on the threshold.

Accompanied by bursts of indescribable sounds, I saw the lotus feet like jade, swaying and generating waves,...

Seeing that Ping'er was terrified, he used all his strength to carefully pull the door tightly, and then left quietly. Even now, the thrilling scene in Ping'er's mind still makes her feel drunk.

Grandma was still aggressive when she came, and said that she wanted to have a good talk with Uncle Feng, and talk about the possible cooperation between the old man and Uncle Feng. Such yelling is unbearable.

……

The voice in the wing room gradually died down, and then there was an inaudible murmur. Before he called himself, Ping'er knew that he shouldn't go there, and obediently guarded the gate of the inner courtyard.

This courtyard is still a bit small. Although it has two layers of courtyards, the distance between the main room of the inner courtyard and the east and west rooms is too small, so there is no sound insulation effect at all. Fortunately, the outer courtyard is slightly larger, but if someone is in the inner courtyard If you listen to it on the partition wall or door, you can definitely hear it clearly in the dead of night.

Didn't it mean that this is the place where Uncle Feng used to house the two younger sisters of Grandma Zhen in the Golden House?Uncle Feng is not afraid of being listened to by others when he has a good time with Er You?
Thinking of this, Ping'er suddenly realized why he would think about these boring questions. Could it be because he felt that he and his grandma were relying on him, and he was a little shameless thinking that he would become Uncle Feng's pillow sooner or later?
Couldn't help covering her cheeks, letting the coolness in her hands calm down her wild thoughts, Ping'er suddenly remembered that the second grandma seemed to be the most fertile time these days, and she kept saying that she only talked about business matters, not think……

Thinking of this, Ping'er couldn't help being a little busy, if it hit her head, it would be really tricky, and it would be a lot more troublesome to use contraception at this time.

The room finally fell silent.

The charcoal basin in the room made the whole room quite warm, and with this "bare-chested battle", the two of them were sweating profusely, so they could only pull a quilt to cover it up.

Feng Ziying has entered the sage's time, but Wang Xifeng has gradually recovered his clarity and reason.

Her plump and soft body was pressed against her, and Feng Ziying couldn't help chanting Amitabha even though she had entered the sage's time.

"Brother Keng, you are going back to Yongping Mansion tomorrow, but you still have to enter the mansion today. You don't go into the garden to see Miss Bao and Miss Lin, and you don't meet and say hello to the Second Master, but talk to the Elder Master for more than an hour. , and eat wine together, which play is this?" Wang Xifeng has not yet fully recovered from the aftertaste, her flushed face, wet hair on the forehead, and a somewhat greasy voice, coupled with the blurred and lazy The look in his eyes, everything touched Feng Ziying's nerves.

"Why, having a drink with Uncle She and I can also attract everyone's attention?" Feng Ziying reached into the quilt and squeezed it. The hand was smooth and plump, and there was a lingering fragrance when she retracted it.

"You are now a big celebrity in the capital city. In this teahouse theater, which place does no one talk about the battle of Qian'an and the story of your going to the Mongolian Hongmen Banquet?" I am very proud of the reputation of this man who has had such a good time with me.

"So what? It's just a false name. After a few days, it will naturally cool down. Now the Mongols have not completely retreated. Sister Feng, believe it or not, no one will remember these things in the next spring." Feng Ziying With an indifferent look on his face, "I'm the magistrate of Yongping Prefecture, just do my part, and I don't have much interest in other things."

"So you let the old man take care of it for you?" Wang Xifeng suddenly stood up, staring at Feng Ziying with burning eyes.

Feng Ziying responded with burning eyes, but they fell on Wang Xifeng's chest, "What are you doing?"

Only then did Wang Xifeng realize that she had moved too much, and with a scream, she quickly pulled up the quilt to cover it, and then searched for the bellyband, but she didn't know where it was thrown by Feng Ziying, so she simply stopped looking, but still said relentlessly: "What are you doing? Do you need to ask? Play charades for me? Why, the Eldest Master intends to promise the second girl to you as a concubine?"

Feng Ziying quickly shook her head: "It's nothing, Sister Feng, don't talk nonsense."

"Hmph, you have a wicked heart but no guts. Didn't Jia Lian tell you before? If you are really interested in the second girl, you may not be able to make the elder nod." Wang Xifeng curled her lips: "I don't bother to care about your nonsense. , I just want to ask if you and the elder are discussing the redemption of Wu Xun captured in Beijing?"

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Feng Ziying still had to whet this woman's appetite. When it comes to these matters, Wang Xifeng is smarter than anyone else, and she can clearly distinguish love and interests.

"If it is, then the Elder Master can do it, and I can do it too, and I can guarantee that I can do it better, more thoughtfully and more safely than him." Wang Xifeng sat up while covering her chest with the quilt in one hand. The fragrant shoulders of jade, the arms carved in powder and jade, and the disheveled black hair are really charming.

(End of this chapter)