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  Chapter 1395 Xin Zijuan Treasure Woman?

  Feng Ziying sighed pretendingly, and glanced at the other party: "Sister Feng, do you think that I still care who chews my tongue when I come to you?"

"You don't care, I don't care. You are a man and I am a woman. Can it be the same?" Seeing that Feng Ziying didn't insist, Wang Xifeng felt relieved, and said softly, "Brother Keng, if you want to stay overnight, it will be spread in the mansion tomorrow." How can I meet people?"

   "Sister Feng, you can't even control these people in your house, how can you expect them to follow you out in the future?" Feng Ziying asked back.

Wang Xifeng choked, and immediately argued: "That's different, they have no other way to follow me, and nothing will happen, but if you want them to shut up, it's harder than killing them, it depends When you enter the door and don't see you go out, how can this be covered?"

  Feng Ziying immediately understood the mystery, and smiled slightly in her heart. This woman was also looking forward to it in her heart, but she was afraid of people's words, which made sense.

"Forget it, master just go." Feng Ziying lazily stretched her body, making a gesture of getting up and going, "Come here with enthusiasm, but end up with sarcastic remarks, rejecting people thousands of miles away, Sister Feng, you It hurt the heart of the master, Ping'er, following a heartless master like you, do you feel chilling?"

Wang Xifeng's eye circles turned red immediately, and she bit her lip: "You only want to make yourself happy, but you don't care about people's life or death, and you still say such words here, so it doesn't make people feel cold? When did I stop talking to others thousands of miles away, no? He's still a member of the fourth rank, but he doesn't know what's good or bad, so he has no conscience!"

Ping'er was also amused, Uncle Feng was clearly several years younger than Grandma, yet he looked so mature when facing Grandma, even in words, it sounded like Grandma was coquettishly complaining like Uncle Feng, rather like It's Uncle Feng pampering and coaxing grandma, this feeling is extraordinarily strange.

   "Okay, I don't have a conscience anymore, so I'll offer Sister Feng a cup as an apology, Ping'er, you are my company!" Feng Ziying gave Ping'er a sideways look, feeling frustrated.

  Ping'er stood up with a smile, carried the jug, and filled up the wine glasses for Feng Ziying and Wang Xifeng.

"Ping'er, if you pour it again, you will get a bad reputation. You have to drink the wine comfortably." Feng Ziying raised her hand to signal, and Ping'er filled up for Feng and Wang, and then poured out her own life. Smiling and authentic: "Grandpa and grandma are like a family, they love each other deeply, and their affection is unusual."

"Bah! Shameless little hoof..." Wang Xifeng's dimples were blushing, and her red and phoenix eyes were looking forward, "How can I not know you, I'm afraid I can't wait to climb into his bed sooner? Hmph, I won't let you Wish fulfilled,..."

"As a master, you are not afraid that the people below will be alienated from you when you say these words? Ping'er is fine. I think Lin Hongyu is also very loyal, and she is also cautious and meticulous in her work. It is easy to win over and there is also a good person around her." " Feng Ziying put the wine glass to her mouth, sipped her mouth, and smacked her lips. The rice wine had a strong aftertaste, and before she knew it, it was already the second pot.

   "Hey, why, did you fall in love with Xiaohong?" Wang Xifeng was full of sourness, "Ping'er hasn't eaten yet, and she's thinking about Xiaohong again? How about letting her come to sleep with you tonight?"

"Look at how jealous you are, you're not afraid of being laughed at?" Feng Ziying knew that Wang Xifeng was quite jealous, and luckily she and she were not real husband and wife. Looking at Jia Lian's sad energy, Ping'er has been with her for so many years. I was stunned because I couldn't get started, and whoever changed it was afraid that it would make me angry.

"I'm jealous? I can't do it!" Wang Xifeng was annoyed, the more he cared, the more afraid people would gossip about this, "Brother Keng, you have to be careful, tonight I will risk my reputation and do what you want,... "

"Come on, don't trick me, I'm not that impatient." Feng Ziying waved her hand, "Sister Feng, don't be a monster there, I kindly remind you, you can figure it out on your own, that's fine, let's not talk about it, drink wine,…"

  When Feng Ziying tidied up her clothes and was escorted by Ping'er, and walked out of Wang Xifeng's small courtyard in a grand manner, Lin Hongyu stood on her tiptoes nervously watching Feng Ziying's back disappear into the already dark night.

   Just leave? Lin Hongyu was a little surprised. Could it be that Uncle Feng just came to congratulate Ping'er on his birthday, and left after a meal of wine?

  Although she never entered the house, Lin Hongyu also helped arrange the food and drinks. Knowing that it was Grandma Heping'er who accompanied her, Uncle Feng had a drink here.

Although it is not in compliance with the rules, no one in this room cares about it. They even hope that Uncle Feng will come here for two more drinks if he has something to do. Anyway, grandma has already left the person, so he just has a drink with Uncle Feng. , At best, it is a little unruly, but I can't say anything else.

When Ping'er came back, she called Lin Hongyu to help Wang Xifeng, who was a little drunk, out of the main room, then entered the small courtyard in the side room, and went back to the bedroom, took off the embroidered jacket and long skirt for Wang Xifeng, leaving only the inner garment, and brought it again. After washing with water, let her go to sleep.

As the yard gradually quieted down, and everyone returned to their places to rest, Ping'er looked around outside, then carefully entered the side room, stood in the patio and waited for a while, before he heard something on the wall outside. With three rhythmic knocks, Ping'er threw out the long rope that he had already prepared, and then tied the end of the rope to the pillar next to him, and saw a black shadow rushing up from the wall, He barely stopped on the top of the wall before turning in, and before Ping'er could make a sound, the black shadow had rushed over and hugged Ping'er.

  Ping'er could only feel the smell of alcohol rushing towards his face, and his wet mouth was chaotically touching his face. He felt both amused and emotional in his heart.

  Grandma was there before, so Grandpa could only endure it, but now grandma has fallen asleep, and if nothing can be shaken, there are only two people left in the side room, so naturally he has no scruples.

Taking advantage of the drunkenness, Feng Ziying hugged the beauty by the waist, and walked to the room next to Wang Xifeng's bedroom in a few steps. This was Ping'er's room. It was so dark that she couldn't see anything, Feng Ziying didn't care , while kissing Ping'er, one hand had already got into Ping'er's skirt, groping around, and then grasped the vital point.

   Ping'er groaned, and his body softened immediately.

  Feng Ziying pressed Ping'er on the door of the room, and Ping'er also turned around and hugged Feng Ziying's neck tightly. He no longer had the reserved indifference before ordinary people.

   After a long time, Feng Ziying reluctantly let go of the jade man, and Ping'er also slowly calmed down from the previous passion, and said apologetically: "Master, it's not that the servant refuses, it's just..."

"Needless to say, I don't even have the ability to self-control, so I'm worthy of being called a master? Ping'er is my darling, how can I take your body so casually? Naturally, we will have to wait until all the conditions are right. When loving and happy,..."

  Feng Ziying took a deep breath, withdrew her hand from the pair of peaks, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed gently.

  Although it was in the dark, Ping'er couldn't help giving him a blank look at the man's frivolous movements, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

  She also knew that this man would be really difficult to control once he got hot-blooded. Fortunately, this man still respects her, otherwise, her first time was so hasty, which really made her a little unwilling.

"Don't worry, my master. The innocent body of this slave girl belongs to my master after all. When my grandma moves out and finds a suitable house, this slave girl will leave me to my master..." Ping'er put her face on Feng Ziying's chest, "I just beg you not to take it." It’s because of grandma and slaves.”

   "How can I be willing?" Feng Ziying patted Ping'er's buttocks, "I still expect your grandma and you to give birth to a son and a half daughter for the master, so as to spread the branches and leaves for the Feng family."

"Really?" Ping'er's heart trembled. Although this topic had been mentioned a long time ago, Ping'er still couldn't believe it. He was always worried that it was just a joke to lure people into bed. No, there are some letters.

   "Can there still be fakes? Could it be that you can't even support a few more mouths?" Feng Ziying pinched Ping'er's plump and firm buttocks, "Ping'er, your **** seems fertile."

  Ping'er was ashamed, and twisted her body, "How can a servant girl compare with grandma's physique? If the master has the heart, why not spend more time on grandma, the guardian will be pleasantly surprised."

Ping'er also knew that Feng Ziying was going to say that she had been an adult for almost a year and a half since the Shen family's wife, plus Er Xue and Er You who were serious wives and concubines, not to mention Jin Chuan'er, Qingwen, Xiangling, Ying'er, etc. There are not too many women here, but after more than a year, only the Shen family's wife gave birth to a daughter. It is certain that the Feng family's elders are not at ease.

"Oh?" Feng Ziying smiled, "It seems that your grandma is still a treasure woman? There will be surprises, could it be that your grandma is prone to pregnancy, how many times can she conceive? The second brother Lian has been married to her for so many years , why is there nothing else besides Sister Qiao?"

Ping'er could only twist her body in embarrassment, refusing to say more, but Feng Ziying didn't let go, insisting on her explaining clearly, she was really forced, so Ping'er said: "How about that silver wax gun head?" Can you compare with the master? Later, the second master Lian didn't dare to touch grandma anymore, so he could only hang out with Duo girl and Bao Er's house."

  Feng Ziying suddenly realized that Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng were making peace and parting, could there be such a reason? It seems that Wang Xifeng is really not simple, no wonder she feels that she has to do her best, how can Jia Lian's body be able to withstand it?

Thinking of this, Feng Ziying couldn't help twitching her index finger, and Ping'er in her arms seemed to feel the changes in Feng Ziying's body, and whispered softly: "Grandma just fell asleep, so hurry up and go in, grandma is probably looking forward to you for a long time, don't worry I failed Grandma."

  (end of this chapter)