Number of romantic figures

Chapter 941 I can't use my own scroll!There is serious business to discuss!
"Brother Keng, don't talk nonsense here, don't you think you can do whatever you want after Jia Lian left?" Wang Xifeng was ashamed and couldn't choose what to say.

"Well, Sister Feng, Lian's second brother has reconciled with you, and you have nothing to do with him. It seems that I can really do whatever I want?" Feng Ziying took off her official boots and kept pounding on Kang Yan'er. , one foot hanging from the edge of the kang, leisurely and leisurely said: "Why, is it not Sister Feng, do you have any objections?"

Being pushed back by Feng Ziying's strong words, Wang Xifeng was so choked that she was almost speechless, her cheeks were burning hot and red with anger, but she didn't know what words to use to scold the other party, so she could only wait fiercely. other side.

The round and plump pair of peaks trembled under the tightness of the goose-yellow beanie, fluctuating ups and downs due to emotional excitement, rolling up the milky peaks and waves, which reminded Feng Ziying of a poem by Zhang Yanghao, "The peaks and mountains are like gathering together. , the waves are like anger, the mountains and rivers are inside and outside the Tongguan Road", which seems to be the most vivid portrayal of the figure of the Feng sister in front of me.

Seeing Ping'er coming out with a teapot, Wang Xifeng finally found a suitable object to vent, sneered and said, "Hey, Ping'er, it's finally time for you to show yourself, it seems that you, Uncle Feng, didn't love you for nothing , no wonder I've been thinking about it all day long, hmph, I'm not dead yet, when will it be your turn to talk in this room?"

Ping'er was robbed by Wang Xifeng with a gun and a stick. If it had been different, he would have blushed and moistened his eyes to tell the difference, but today Ping'er seemed very indifferent, "Grandma's insincere words, why bother in front of slaves?" hidden?"

One sentence made Wang Xifeng grit his teeth, "Little Hoof, what are you talking about?"

Ping'er didn't explain much, and still had a calm face, "Why is grandma doing this? Since the uncle is here, you can talk about it if you have anything to say."

Feng Ziying nodded in satisfaction: "Ping'er, this is the appearance of being a girl, unlike some people, who talk duplicity and lie to their ears. Isn't this embarrassing for yourself?"

Wang Xifeng's face was flushed by Feng Ziying's cooperation, she hated her so much that she gritted her silver teeth and her vermilion lips were about to burst, but she didn't know how to refute.

After falling out with Jia Lian, Wang Xifeng's mind became a little wandering, like a kite with a broken string, not knowing where to go.

Jia Rui's door-to-door deception, the bigger the hole in the mansion, the depletion of the mansion, and the dilapidation of Jia's house, made her feel hopeless that the building was about to collapse and there was nowhere to go.

And Jia Lian finally reconciled mercilessly and then floated down to Yangzhou, which was like the final blow, completely destroying Wang Xifeng's inner reliance.

Until Feng Ziying's strong appearance, it was clear that Jia Rui was under his feet behind his back, and he even made Jia Rui obediently work with Jia Amnesty and others to overthrow the Lai family to the ground and get back tens of thousands of dollars for the government. The two silver coins will prevent the Jia family from drinking the northwest wind in the next three years.

This kind of domineering, as well as a series of actions, made Wang Xifeng suddenly feel as if he had found a backer he could rely on.

In particular, the other party's undisguised desire to monopolize her, which made Wang Xifeng feel terrified, but also a little fascinated and at ease.

Wang Xifeng is very aware of her identity. After losing her identity as the granddaughter-in-law of Jia's parents, her status in Jia's family is already very embarrassing.

Even if someone in Jia's family is now clamoring to kick her out, she doesn't have much confidence to fight back.

Of course, there is still the support of her ancestors and aunts, plus the shrewd impression she gave to everyone in the mansion, so she can still maintain it.

But she knew very well that once her ancestor passed away, her aunt Wang's support would not be enough for her to gain a foothold in Jia's house, and Jia She and his wife alone would be enough to drive her out of Rongguo Mansion.

The man who suddenly appeared now seemed to make him feel much more at ease.

To put it bluntly, even she herself felt ashamed, after Jia Rui came to bully her and Jia Lian and Lili left, during that time Wang Xifeng couldn't sleep well at night and often had nightmares, dreaming that she was kicked out of Jia's house , and the Wang family can't go back, and he actually lives in a ruined temple, with an extremely bleak evening scene.

But ever since this man made it so domineering that he wanted to make himself his woman, although Wang Xifeng cursed on the surface, she couldn't suppress the tranquility in her heart, which was why Ping'er laughed at her duplicity.

It's just that for Wang Xifeng, this situation is indeed a bit boring.

She is very clear about her current identity, a woman who has been divorced by her husband, and she is several years older than Feng Ziying, even if she is a bit pretty, she will definitely not end well with her.

If the other party is just greedy for his own body and looks, and wants to play with it, maybe it will be a year or so without novelty, and disgust is just a matter of cleaning up. Wang Xifeng understands this kind of mind of a man very well.

She did not believe that Feng Ziying would be an exception.

There are men who are in love, but she does not believe that she will try Feng Ziying, and there are women who can make Feng Ziying fall in love, but Wang Xifeng does not believe that it will be herself.

But she didn't know what she could do now, so she refused firmly?

Do you still have this qualification?
The other party has helped me so much, and they have been together for so long, if it is said that they have no feelings at all, it seems that they are not,...

It is this kind of contradictory and complicated state of mind that makes Wang Xifeng behave inconsistently in front of Feng Ziying and Hepinger.

Seeing Wang Xifeng's frightened and panicked appearance, Feng Ziying felt extremely at ease. This powerful woman in Jia's mansion was so at a loss in front of her now. The weakness and helplessness behind that kind of strength made Feng Ziying even more There is an incomparably smooth feeling of conquest.

Facing Feng Ziying's scorching eyes, like a civet cat playing with a mouse, wanting to choose someone to eat, Wang Xifeng was in a dilemma, but Ping'er's little hoof just stood at the door and refused to come in, watching with a smile, hating Wang Xifeng so much that she wanted to stomp her feet, but Fearing that Feng Ziying would see through her weakness, she could only clenched her fists.

"Brother Keng, what do you want to do?"

"Sister Feng, this is a funny question. Ping'er said that you talk about me all day long, so why do you look like this when I come?" Feng Ziying complacently said, "What do I want to do, um, it's a question. Shouldn't the answer be whatever you want?"

Frustrated by Feng Ziying's wild and arrogant words, Wang Xifeng simply sat down on the kang next to her, and looked at Feng Ziying across the kang, "Brother Keng, please respect yourself..."

Wang Xifeng's words really aroused Feng Ziying's anger. In the past, before she and Jia Lian did not reconcile, he had to endure it a little bit. Now that they have reconciled, all the shackles and fetters are gone, tied deep in Feng Ziying's heart. The moral shackles at home are gone, and I drank more than half a pot of rice wine today, and some kind of impulse is even more swollen.

Especially when Wang Xifeng sat obliquely opposite, looking at the bulging and plump bulge under the goose-yellow trousers, and a green plain skirt underneath, with her white and greasy jade feet tucked in, it could be vaguely seen, the allure was simply unbearable .

"Well, I am self-respecting?" Feng Ziying turned over and got up, narrowing her tiger eyes slightly, "If I prefer not to be self-respecting, Sister Feng, what can you do?"

"Ah?" Wang Xifeng was blocked by Feng Ziying's words, especially when he saw the other party's slightly flushed face staring at him with a little drunkenness, Wang Xifeng suddenly regretted it.

What are you doing to provoke the other party? Knowing that the other party has been drinking, you should chat with the other party about some gossip, or serious things are fine. To provoke and provoke like this, it feels like asking for trouble.

The flash of fear and cowering in Wang Xifeng's eyes and the toughness on his face gave Feng Ziying a feeling of pleasure in his heart, and he jumped off the kang lightly. Hold the other party's armpit, pick up the other party and go straight to the back room.

Wang Xifeng didn't expect the other party to be so reckless, but felt that her body fell into the other party's hands, dizzy, and almost jumped over those few steps, and felt that her body had been placed on the bed, "Brother Keng, useless!……"

Hearing Wang Xifeng's weeping vibrato jumping in the air, how could Feng Ziying let her go at this moment?
One hand was roughly inserted into the armpit of the opponent's lapel, and the belt was pulled away, and the chest-length skirt suddenly came loose, and the plump pair under the scarlet bellybands suddenly seemed to be relieved, almost torn their clothes, Feng Ziying The other hand has already got into the hem of the skirt, fumbled for the sweat towel of the little gown, pulled it lightly,...

Wang Xifeng shuddered, almost crying out loud, shrunk all over, "Brother Keng, you can't do it!"

At this time, Feng Ziying was not so anxious, she leaned over and pressed Wang Xifeng who was still struggling under her body, one hand raised the other's moist pink cheeks, and the other hand had already penetrated into the place where Fenglong was. , Playing wantonly, "Why can't you make it? Sister Feng, sword and shoes, can you let me do it?"

"Brother Keng, I'm just a ruined flower, where is it worth it? You are also a person of status. If this kind of thing can be spread, I will just be kicked out of Jia's house, but you will ruin your reputation." ,..." Wang Xifeng also allowed the other party to wreak havoc, but bit her lip and said incredulously.

"It's hard to buy money if I like it! No one can control what I like." Feng Ziying said proudly: "As for my reputation, hehe, it seems that my reputation in this area has never been bad, right? Who doesn't know the capital city? The well-known Xiao Feng Xiuzhuan is a person with a flirtatious personality? So what? Besides, in this Jia residence, who dares to gossip? Jia Rui? Or Jia Amnesty?"

Wang Xifeng froze, "Master also knows?"

Feng Ziying smiled lightly, "It doesn't matter if he knows or not? Sister Feng, don't think so much,..."

One hand had already pulled out the pine flower-spotted sweat towel under the skirt and the purple red coat and threw it on the head of the bed. Feng Ziying was about to turn over and shouted, "Ping'er, lock the door, I will I have serious business to discuss with your grandma."

(End of this chapter)