Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]

Jiang's side courtyard is Jiang Wuyi's world, he likes to make wine, and there are many flowers and plants in the side courtyard, as well as many rare and rare varieties.

Feng Tinghan glanced at it, slightly surprised in his heart, everyone said that Jiang Wuyi was not favored in the Jiang family, now it seems that it is just an outsider's opinion, look at this place is a partial courtyard, but the aura is several times stronger than other places.

If Jiang Wenyi was completely unaware of the situation in the side courtyard, it would be unreasonable. The head of the family was in charge of the affairs of the clan, so how could he not know the situation in the courtyard, let alone the residence of his younger brother who was separated by a wall and lived with him day and night.

There were few people serving in the side courtyard, to prevent accidents, Feng Tinghan deliberately hid his figure, but he didn't see anyone other than him along the way.

It's not like a place where people live.

The more you walk in, the more obvious this feeling is. Along the fence, there is an open spiritual garden, which is what he said is the place with the strongest spiritual power.

There are only two small wooden houses next to the Lingyuan, which are no different from the houses in the countryside. When the wind is cold, he has a feeling that he is walking in the fields, not in the ancestral mansion of the famous Huaiyin family.

There was a slight noise in the wooden house, Feng Tinghan quickly shook off his thoughts and walked towards that place.

Still a familiar face.

Jiang Qingwan came out of the house with her sleeves rolled up. The wound on her head had been healed, and she had been sprinkled with some kind of medicinal powder, which showed a hideous bluish-purple color with the blood. It looked like a birthmark from a distance, very scary.

She came out with the wooden barrel in her arms, and walked slowly towards the Lingyuan. Because the wooden barrel was too heavy, she had to stop for a while after walking two steps. In a short distance of more than ten meters, she insisted on walking for a full quarter of an hour.

Feng Tinghan's eyes fell on her wrists. Because of wiping sweat, she rolled up her sleeves to her elbows. The exposed skin was white and glistening in the sun, but the blue-purple scars on it were even more eye-catching.

It looked like scars made with sticks, one on top of the other, some dark in color and some light in color, Feng Tinghan was very familiar with this kind of scars, knowing that they were caused by years of abuse.

He remembered what he had heard before:

"Second master can't beat or scold."

"Life is worse than that of a beast."

……

Jiang Er picked her up, she was helpless in the Jiang family, even if she was wronged, she had no place to complain, so it seems that Jiang Qingwan's life is really miserable.

Feng Tinghan thought of Jiang Qingru taking the lead for her before, and smiled slightly. If he really wanted to get rid of the current life, how could he just rely on the help of others?

Jiang Qingwan sat next to the spiritual garden and rested for a while, then stood up, took a water ladle to water the flowers and plants in the spiritual garden, her face was expressionless the whole time, like a puppet without a soul.

This is different from the Jiang Qingwan they met on the street, the person who can boldly bump into him, with a blushing face, actually has a cold and deep personality in private, Feng Tinghan only felt that he had discovered something interesting I couldn't help but observe for a while.

Looking at it, I can see something different, maybe because he has experienced similar things, he understands Jiang Qingwan's mood very well, and similarly, he also has a strange sense of familiarity with Jiang Qingwan's current state .

Feng Tinghan tilted his head and smiled, and suddenly had a crazy idea in his heart: Weakness?Could it be that everyone is wrong.

Perhaps it was because of the furnace physique that aroused his sympathy, Feng Tinghan took out a mask from Muxiang, put it on his face, and then changed the clothes on his body into a large black cloak like Song Ruhuan's.

With this obvious attire, anyone who saw him would recognize him as someone from the devil world.

"You have the physique of a cauldron?"

An abrupt voice sounded in the Lingyuan, and Jiang Qingwan's watering action froze for a moment, then she suddenly dropped the water scoop, as if she was frightened and lost her balance, she fell to the ground, looking at the person who appeared out of thin air in front of her in panic .

Feng Tinghan bent down, his face covered by the mask was hidden under the wide cloak, the small silver mask revealed half of his face, his eyes were dark and heavy, he stared closely at Jiang Qingwan, and repeated his previous words: " Are you of furnace physique?"

Jiang Qingwan held her head in her hands, like a frightened little animal, she kept muttering, "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

If it wasn't for observing for a while before, Feng Tinghan really couldn't associate the person in front of him with the indifferent person just now, but he was very happy in his heart. The greater the difference between Jiang Qingwan's performance, the more his guess would be. precise.

Of course, he doesn't mind playing a scene with Jiang Qingwan.

As long as Jiang Qingwan doesn't let him down in the end.

Feng Tinghan grabbed her hair and forced her to look up: "It's still a clean stove, how long has it been raised in Jiang's house, huh?"

Jiang Qingwan's scalp ached from being pulled, and she replied with trembling lips, "17 years."

Feng Tinghan raised his lips: "In 17 years, did you know that it's best to enjoy it when it's in the furnace?"

Without ignoring the dark look in Jiang Qingwan's eyes, Feng Tinghan's smile deepened: "Collecting yin and nourishing yang can greatly improve the practitioner's cultivation base, and the furnace with high talent can also help people break through the realm."

As Feng Tinghan's words fell, the fear on Jiang Qingwan's face gradually disappeared. It was completely different from the timidity just now. She looked at Feng Tinghan without any fear: "Why are you telling me this?"

Feng Tinghan let go of his hand and sneered, "Why don't you pretend?"

Jiang Qingwan slowly got up from the ground, and smiled a little: "You can't escape your eyes. Since you told me this, you must have understood my current situation. Is this a temptation? Or an invitation?"

It seems there is a windfall.

Feng Tinghan raised his eyelids: "Invitation?"

"I released some news on purpose before, and I always wanted to attract some curious people." She paused here, smiling meaningfully, "Your Excellency was the first to come here, you can come here without telling the Jiang family, and Don't be afraid to offend Jiang Wu and tell me about the furnace, besides inviting, I can't think of any other purpose for you."

The previous news was indeed released by Jiang Qingwan on purpose. Even if the Yanhua Building is capable, it is impossible to find out the old events more than ten years ago so easily, and the matter of the cauldron was hidden by Jiang Wu. Wen Yi didn't even know, so where did Yan Fang find out by accident?

He thought it was strange before, but now it seems that all of this is in Jiang Qingwan's expectation.

If so, then he was also calculated.

Thinking of this, Feng Tinghan's expression darkened: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell others when you say this?"

"You won't." Jiang Qingwan said firmly, "Look at your outfit, are you from the Demon Realm? Did you come here for Zuihuayin? Anyone who is interested in Zuihuayin should be a member of the 'dead' Lord Mozun Bar?"

She deliberately bit the word "deceased" very deeply.

Feng Tinghan's eyes froze, and he grabbed Jiang Qingwan's neck: "What do you know?"

"Ahem, Zuihuayin was specially developed to kill the Demon Lord. Your Excellency can find it today, which means that the Demon Lord is not dead, and the Jiang family has been found." Jiang Qingwan couldn't breathe, and said intermittently, "Your Excellency Let go, I am not your enemy, I am the one who released the news about Zuihuayin, I can help you find the traitor of the 31 sects."

Feng Tinghan let go of his hand, his eyes darkened: "What do you want?"

Jiang Qingwan clutched her chest and gasped for breath, her eyes lit up when she heard this, she gritted her teeth and said, "I want the Jiang family to be wiped out!"

He never minded being with people with deep thoughts, Feng Tinghan looked at Jiang Qingwan with a smile that was not a smile: "You are Jiang Wenyi's daughter, Jiang Qingru's sister, the real eldest lady of the Jiang family, even so, You also want the Jiang family to be wiped out?"

"From the time he abandoned me, I am no longer from the Jiang family."

The extreme hatred appeared on Jiang Qingwan's face, the eyes that were so crazy that they wanted to destroy everything made Feng Tinghan think of his former self for a long time. Once upon a time, he also looked like this, walking alone in the dark, stepping over the mountain of corpses A sea of ​​blood, and then trampled under his feet one by one those who bullied him.

Jiang Qingwan restrained her emotions and said calmly: "Now your Excellency knows my secret, can we cooperate?"

Feng Tinghan asked with interest: "How do you want to cooperate?"

Jiang Qingwan said: "I will help you find the traitor from the 31 doors, and you will help me take revenge on the Jiang family."

In all fairness, the deal proposed by Jiang Qingwan is very tempting, but if anyone else is standing here today, she will get what she wants.

But what she met was none other than the "deceased" Mozun lord.

Feng Tinghan didn't take it seriously: "I can find the traitors of the 31 doors myself, and at worst, I will kill them all. The cooperation you think is valuable is worthless in my eyes."

After a few words, Jiang Qingwan's expression changed suddenly: "You, you are—"

"Hush." ​​Feng Tinghan shook his head at her, "There are some things that can only be kept in the heart, and it would be fatal to speak out."

Jiang Qingwan's face turned pale. She never imagined that Feng Zhiyuan, the famous Demon Venerable, would come to Jiang's house in person. Then everything she had planned, wouldn't it be... no, no!

Feng Tinghan knew what she was thinking at a glance, and gave her a funny look: "Why, you are not thinking about how to kill me, are you?"

Jiang Qingwan raised her head in surprise. Although she knew it was impossible, she did think about it.

Feng Tinghan really smiled this time: "Take your thoughts away. If you can use it on Jiang Wuyi, I will help you. It's not because of anything else. It's because I sympathize with you, tsk, sympathy."

After he finished speaking, he laughed. In his lifetime, he would actually use the word "sympathy".

Jiang Qingwan said, "You..."

"I've seen many stoves, but you are the only one who makes me very satisfied. This kind of crazy hatred and willingness to destroy everything makes me want to help you." Feng Tinghan casually picked up the flowers and plants beside him, He rubbed his hands nonchalantly, "It's about time, people from the devil world suddenly visited and destroyed the entire spiritual garden, and they announced that they would destroy Jiang Er's bones and ashes, do you understand?"

Jiang Qingwan watched him wave a wave of spiritual power, and all the exotic flowers and plants in the spiritual garden were turned into powder. She was speechless for a long time, and didn't realize it until the person in front of her left.

The word "sympathy" is too hurtful, and it is often accompanied by secretly rejoicing and being superior to others. She has been used to seeing countless people sympathize with her since she was a child. She couldn't help vomiting when she saw and heard it.

Occasionally, I can meet someone who treats her sincerely, but the better that person treats her, the more unbearable she finds it. Obviously she should also have that kind of life, but——

Jiang Qingwan took a deep breath, suppressed the surging hatred in her heart, patted the soil on her body, took out a knife from her sleeve without changing her face, stabbed herself in the chest, and lay down in the spiritual garden, watching Looking at the clouds floating in the sky.

The delay in the side courtyard was too long. When Feng Tinghan returned, they had already finished their meal. The three members of Jiang's family couldn't hide the excitement on their faces. so long?"

Feng Tinghan opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Yin Su has gone crazy again and kept making trouble. I was halfway there and was called back by Master Qu to help."

Jiang Qingru gasped, obviously remembering Yinsu's "crazy" appearance before, and couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look at Feng Tinghan.

Jiang Wenyi quickly asked: "Then can it be dealt with now? If there is any need for someone, Qingru can help."

Feng Tinghan waved his hands: "Patriarch Lao Jiang is worried, it has been dealt with now, but it may be a day of trouble at home."

Jiang Wen was eager for them to stay for a few more days, so he immediately beamed with joy: "It's okay to stay for a few more days, just let me do my best as a landlord, and take you to visit Huaiyin more and enjoy the scenery here."

Feng Tinghan responded with a smile, seemingly unintentionally said: "At that time, you can let Miss Jiang go with you."

"Miss Jiang?"

Feng Tinghan nodded: "Jiang Qingwan."

As soon as he said this, the four of them looked over, Fu Siqian looked confused, and snorted very lightly.

Jiang Wuyi frowned: "How can Mr. Feng know Qingwan?"

Xu Shifeng Tinghan's move was in line with his wishes, but Jiang Qingru helped explain this time: "We met on the street earlier, if it wasn't for Sister Qingwan, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to invite Xianzun and others to come to my house. "

Jiang Wen nodded, and said to Jiang Wu: "Then Huaiyu, tell Jiang Qingwan after you go back, let her and Qingru accompany the immortals for a stroll."

Huaiyu, the cousin of Jiang Wuyi, the second master of the Jiang family.

Speaking of this word, there is a long history. This is the tradition of the Jiang family. It is a status symbol to select the most gifted children of the new generation, and the elders or the head of the family will find a respected senior to present a word.

In the generation of Jiang Wenyi of the Jiang family, Jiang Er was the one who took down the watch. For a hundred years, the person who took the watch later became the head of the family. Only this generation has changed. Jiang Wuyi's cultivation level cannot break through. He was overtaken by Jiang Wenyi later.

Someone in the family proposed to take back Jiang Wuyi's long-used name. It was a muddled account, but fortunately Jiang Wenyi didn't care about this, and he didn't mention it after becoming the head of the family. Jiang Wuyi.

Fu Siqian remembered such a incident, purely because when he came to Jiang's family for a banquet, it happened that Jiang Wenyi took over the banquet from the head of the family. There was quite a commotion at the banquet, but Jiang Wenyi suppressed it.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Jiang Wu again. The man lowered his head, he couldn't see his expression clearly, and he didn't know whether he would mind the sign.

Fu Sigan thought to himself, nine out of ten he minded.

Not long after, Jiang Wuyi proposed to leave, saying that he was in a hurry to go back and take care of his litter of babies. Perhaps because of his cultivation method, he warmly invited Fu Siqian to go to the side courtyard for a drink when he was free.

Fu Siqian nodded in response, and when Jiang Wu left, he suddenly asked: "Qing Ruke?"

Jiang Qingru blushed, unable to hide her joy: "Not yet."

Parents always look forward to their children becoming successful, Jiang Wenyi smiled and said modestly: "There are many outstanding children in this generation, and no one has been discussed yet."

Fu Siqian also understood his psychology, and accompanied him to boast: "Qingru is the most outstanding one among the new generation. I can see that it is not far away, and I can start preparing."

A few or two sentences made Jiang Wen very happy, and then he said a few more modest words, and suddenly asked: "Cheng Xianzun, can you ask Xianzun to give my son a name, he has admired you since he was a child, if he can't do it in the future To be the best in the family, and as a father, I wish him the best."

Fu Siqian was meant to exchange pleasantries, but he didn't expect that Jiang Wenyi would suddenly bring this up. He asked himself that he was not good enough and couldn't use words like "juzhi", so he wanted to refuse: "I'm afraid I'm not the right candidate, Patriarch Jiang— —”

Jiang Qing stood up abruptly, and hurriedly said: "The Immortal Venerable is the most suitable! There is nothing more suitable than the Immortal Venerable!"

Jiang Wenyi also echoed: "You have heard it too, Xianzun. No one in this world is more suitable than you."

Even Feng Tinghan nodded very earnestly: "Young Master Jiang has always wanted to worship you as his teacher, but unfortunately he was unable to do so. If the Master makes a name, it will be considered as the fulfillment of Young Master Jiang's wish."

Fu Siqian had no choice but to agree and think of a name for Jiang Qingru. He had never thought of this before, but now that he thought about it, he suddenly felt that he couldn't find a suitable one.

After overturning several ideas, he suddenly remembered what he heard in the illusion of the competition meeting. At that time, Yan Zhen jokingly called Jiang Qingru the little phoenix of the Jiang family, and Jiang Jiulan said that Jiang Qing was a mediocre person, and said, "If you are burned by fire , or can be reborn and reborn."

Fu Siqian's eyes lit up: "Why don't we just call it 'Zhuo Zhi', the fire of burning phoenix, made of burning?"

"Burning it, burning it, burning it into it." Jiang Wen laughed with a clasp of his palm, "Good words, following the meaning of the immortal, my son is like the phoenix of Nirvana, and it was made by burning it!"

Jiang Qingru was also very happy, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of wantonness, as if she was really a little phoenix as bright as the scorching sun.

Feng Tinghan lowered his eyelids to hide the sarcasm in his eyes, the phoenix in the same nest, one is bright and carefree, and has not suffered much since birth, but the other fell into the abyss, living a life not as good as an animal.

The old sycamore tree of Jiang's family was damaged from the root.

I'm afraid I can't raise a real phoenix.

After drinking a lot of wine during the banquet, Jiang Wenyi didn't bother them to talk too much, and arranged for someone to clean up the guest room: "Xianzun and Young Master Feng have a good rest, the guest room has been ordered to be cleaned up, and they are all arranged by Mr. Yinsu before." Next to that room, the environment over there is quieter, if the Immortal Venerable is free, he can go to Huaiyu for a stroll."

Fu Siqian propped his forehead, and suddenly asked: "Two rooms cleaned?"

Jiang Wen nodded in a daze.

Fu Sigan clicked his tongue and smiled lazily: "There are no need for two rooms, one is enough."

Jiang Wenyi, Jiang Qingru: "?"

Fu Siqian rubbed the back of his neck. His neck was sore from sitting for too long. He stood up and repeated: "Tinghan and I share a room."

Feng Tinghan's heart trembled: "Master!"

Under the astonished gazes of Jiang's father and son, Fu Siqian said generously, "I've been feeling sleepy lately, and it's convenient to take care of Tinghan nearby."

Feng Tinghan looked serious: "That's right, after Lu Weishan's incident, Master always has a sore back and back pain, and I need to beat my legs and shoulders."

Jiang Wen said, "Then do you need me to help you find a doctor?"

Fu Siqian smiled: "Where does Patriarch Jiang put Qu Yixiu by saying this?"

The famous doctor Qu Guizhu was by his side, so there was no need to find other doctors.

After being reminded by him, Jiang Wenyi also came to his senses, and quickly said: "I was confused, Senior Qu will definitely take good care of the Immortal Venerable, what the Immortal Venerable needs, you can send someone to fetch it, I—"

Fu Siqian was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and went out first: "Please trouble Patriarch Jiang, I drank a lot of wine earlier, so I will go to rest first, and Patriarch Jiang will meet again."

Feng Tinghan smiled at Jiang Wen, and refused Jiang Qingru's arrangement to lead them there on the grounds that he knew the way. He quickly caught up with Fu Siqian, and the two went to the guest room together.

He behaved well along the way, Fu Siqian seemed to be really drunk, and kept silent, causing Feng Tinghan to look sideways frequently.

As soon as he entered the door, Feng Tinghan thought about asking about Jiang Qingru's words, but before he could make a sound, a silent person at the side hugged his shoulders and pressed against the door, Feng Tinghan was caught by the door. The whole guard was in his arms, only to hear the wooden door shake and make a heavy muffled sound.

Then the neck became hot, and it was Fu Siqian who bent down and pressed against his shoulder.

Fu Sigan's voice was muffled, mixed with hot breath, and he said burning words: "Leave me alone on the mat, and make up nonsense about cultivation methods, I should be punished."

Feng Tinghan laughed as soon as he heard this, let him hold him down, and wondered: "How does Master want to punish?"

Probably more or less drunk, otherwise he wouldn't have spit out such an answer: "Punish you to coax me."

I have seen the cold and clean appearance of the person in front of me, and also seen his occasional shameless hooliganism, this is the first time I have answered this kind of grievance.

Originally, because of Jiang Qingru's writing, Feng Tinghan was more or less suffocated in his heart, but now when he heard such a sentence, his heart suddenly softened into a mess, and he couldn't bear to torment this person any longer, so he just followed his will and asked: "Then Master, can you?" Teach me how to coax you?"

The wind blew past, the sky was spinning, and in the next second, Fu Siqian pushed him onto the couch.

After getting a satisfactory answer, the person who was wronged just now changed his face instantly, knelt down on the couch, and stepped on the ground with the other leg, trapping Feng Tinghan between his chest and the couch.

Fu Siqian lazily raised the corners of his lips, and rubbed his fingertips heavily against the end of Feng Tinghan's eyes until he rubbed that spot a little red before stopping in satisfaction: "I'm easy to coax, as long as you do what you promised That's fine, for example, the chains mentioned earlier, I thought about it, and I think three are just right for you, what do you think?"

"Master, are you pretending to be drunk?" Under the thick quilt, Feng Tinghan squinted his eyes in comfort, "Since we're sober, why don't we settle the score?"

Fu Siqian was still pressing him down, and he was aggrieved when he heard this: "I didn't say anything, and you still want to settle the score? Then tell me, you left me alone on the table, and you didn't know where to fool around for a long time. , I didn’t stop when I came back, thinking about Jiang Qingwan, and finally forced me to give someone else a name, how should these accounts be settled?”

Feng Tinghan laughed angrily at his words, the previous ones were barely plausible, but the last thing that forced him to give others a name, how could it be like what he said?

"How dare I force Master to do something, you take Young Master Jiang very seriously, and as an apprentice, you should share your worries with Master Jiang, and create a unique intimate connection between you and Young Master Jiang."

Master Mozun seems to be really not good at it, he was confused during the conversation, what is "unique intimate connection"?

Fu Siqian closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before he felt a little sour taste, and immediately smiled: "Are you jealous?"

Feng Tinghan glanced at him sullenly: "Don't dare."

Fu Siqian loved his duplicity, and he bent his eyes and smiled deeper: "There's nothing to be afraid of, I wish you would be jealous every day, every night, and turn into a sour little jar of vinegar. You have to be frowned with sourness, and no one dares to come to your side in the end."

Feng Tinghan rolled his eyes silently in his heart, and was about to blurt out the word "dream", when he saw Fu Siqian leaning over, with boundless desire in his deep voice: "In this way, I will be the only one by your side."

Feng Tinghan's heart trembled: "I—"

Fu Siqian put a finger on his lips, and there was a crazy undercurrent in his dark eyes: "At that time, you will be mine alone."

The room was silent, and the hatchback was speechless.

After a long time, when the insanity revealed on Fu Sigan's face was concealed, Feng Tinghan said softly: "Don't wait until then, I belong to you now."

He used the most innocent expression and said the most seductive words, trying to use himself as bait to trap people who don't know where they came from.

This is a gamble, but also a gamble that is destined to win.

The desire that had just been subdued came back again, mixed with a deeper level of affection, and the flowers were intoxicating and charming. Fu Siqian felt that he was blind and blind now, and only Feng Tinghan could be seen in the world: "I really lost to you. "

The brocade quilt on the bed was messy.

With his thin white earlobe in his mouth, Fu Siqian blew his muffled voice into his cochlea: "Are you familiar? At that time, you were in Excalibur Fantasyland, and you were like this."

Feng Tinghan raised his eyelids, his peach blossom eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and even the angry stare was charming.

It's like being coquettish.

He was quite cute, Fu Sigan sucked more and more vigorously, the sound of tsk tsk water was warm and ambiguous, and from time to time he said some unscrupulous words with his earlobe in his mouth: "That's how you were at that time, leaning against my neck, steaming Sprayed all over my face with my breath, remember?"

Fortunately, Feng Tinghan hadn't completely lost consciousness. He pushed the person on him, leaned his arms on the couch to prop up his body, and rescued the hot ear from Fu Sigan's mouth: "I don't remember."

Pushing and tearing his collar apart, Fu Siqian stared at the porcelain-white skin in front of his eyes, as if a hungry wolf saw the meat: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, I will help you recall the memories."

"……Need not."

In some matters, Fu Siqian was extremely domineering, not obedient at all, and could only follow his own temper: "You're welcome."

One second Feng Tinghan was still scolding in his heart who he was being polite to you, and the next second he was thrown down between the quilts.

Fu Siqian placed light kisses on Xiao's long-cherished skin, and then suddenly bit the beautiful and delicate collarbone.

"hiss."

He bit down extremely deeply, Feng Tinghan was afraid of pain, so he couldn't help but gasped, letting out a slight trill.

It's hard to confuse people.

Fu Siqian froze, the momentum of his whole body changed instantly, he was confiscated, his teeth hit hard on the collarbone, and blood was seen in an instant.

How can a person who is too afraid of taking medicine and needles bear this, Feng Tinghan's eyes widened immediately, and he kicked him.

Fu Siqian was dazed by the bloody smell on his lips and tongue, he didn't pay attention, and was kicked under the bed by him.

The enthusiasm came and went quickly, one of the two sat on the bed, the other fell under the bed, their eyes met each other, and they were both dumbfounded.

Fu Siqian licked his lips, sat on the ground without moving, looked up at the person on the bed, his eyes darkened.

Feng Tinghan's clothes were ripped open, exposing most of his chest, the porcelain white is dotted with bright colors, which are alluring, and there are teeth marks bitten out on the collarbone, which are soaked in blood and are full of flirtatious charms. However, that person didn't notice it, with an extremely innocent face on his face.

Everything is green, and everything is erotic.

Fu Siqian was suffocated, his heart itched unbearably by this picture, the enthusiasm that had just receded showed signs of easing up, and he clamored for aggression and possession.

Chaotic memory fragments emerged from the forgotten corner deep in his mind. Before he could think about it, the door was knocked suddenly, and Yin Su's voice came through the wooden door: "Master, have you rested yet?"

Fu Siqian quickly stood up from the ground, just about to help the person who had been tossed by him on the bed for a long time to tidy up, when Feng Tinghan rolled up his clothes and got off the bed, his eyes and eyebrows were ruthless, as if everything that happened just now was a flower in a mirror The moon in the water is his wishful thinking.

Fu Siqian was frightened by the sudden thought in his heart, and stared at Feng Tinghan with dim eyes.

"Master?" There was a hint of doubt in Feng Tinghan's eyes. After a while, he pursed his lips clearly, moved a little closer, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hook Fu Sigan's finger, and whispered, "Can you stop biting next time, it hurts." .”

It was as if a cluster of grand fireworks exploded in Fu Siqian's mind, colorful and splendid.

When he recovered, Feng Tinghan had already opened the door.

Qu Guizhu poked his head out from behind Yinsu, his ambiguous gaze swept across Feng Tinghan's face, and he tried to glance into the room again.

Feng Tinghan didn't bother to pay attention, and turned to let them in: "What's the matter?"

The bed hadn't been cleared yet, and the quilts were piled up messily, Qu Guizhu was speechless to himself, how violent it was to make it like this?

"Have you seen enough?"

"not yet."

"Is it enough just to see? Do you want to go up and try?"

Qu Guizhu's eyes lit up, and then he suddenly came back to his senses. He was facing Lord Mozun's half-smile eyes. Beside him, the always cold fairy had a cold arrow in his eyes. If you dare to say yes, I will kill you."

"..."

Qu Guizhu: Don't bother you two, I'll kill myself.

Xiao Qinglong didn't know why he lost his temper, so he snorted heavily, which just caught everyone's attention.

Feng Tinghan smiled and looked at him: "Why are you angry? Who messed with you?"

"Master, I..." He hesitated for a long time without saying anything, and it looked more like he was sulking with himself.

Doctor Qu turned his eyes, and immediately seized the opportunity to change the subject: "Jiang Er came here just now and asked some questions on the sidelines, so I will tell the truth."

She deliberately emphasized the word "truth". Feng Tinghan looked at her and lowered his eyelids in understanding.

Fu Siqian frowned: "Insincere? What happened?"

Qu Guizhu replied: "I heard that something happened to Jiang Er's side courtyard, a nest of exotic flowers and plants were destroyed, by the way, and Jiang Qingwan was stabbed."

"Been stabbed?" Feng Tinghan frowned inexplicably, "How's the situation?"

Fu Siqian was upset, and snorted coldly: "What can I do, I was stabbed, either I died or I didn't die, in these two situations, what result do you want?"

There was silence in the room, and two seconds later there was a burst of laughter, Feng Tinghan leaned on Fu Sigan's shoulder and fell down laughing.

Fu Sigan's face darkened, his eyes were like knives, and he coldly poked at the two light bulbs next to him, his deep disgust seemed to be real.

Qu Guizhu immediately pulled Yin Su out with interest, and said as he walked, "Young Master Jiang, please let me go to Jiang Qingwan's side to have a look. Immortal Venerable and Young Master Feng should also go there together, and this silly dragon and I will wait for you outside." .”

Little Qinglong was dragged out of the door reluctantly by her, and asked viciously: "Who is the stupid dragon? Woman, tell me clearly!"

Qu Guizhu rolled his eyes at him: "It's not a silly dragon, you are an ancestor, okay?"

The door of the room was closed, and the idlers finally retreated. Fu Siqian stroked the person on his shoulder into his arms, rubbed the back of the person's neck and asked, "What are you laughing at, am I not right?"

He was resolutely refusing to admit how naive his behavior just now was. Fu Siqian firmly believed in one sentence: As long as you pretend to be calm enough, embarrassment will not overtake me.

Feng Tinghan took a deep breath, raised his head from his embrace, revealing an extremely gorgeous face, the brows were like spring gleams, and there was a clear and flowing smile on his lips: "Master is right, Master Why are you so cute?"

No matter how thick-skinned Fu Siqian was, he couldn't stand being praised for his cuteness: "What nonsense, clean up quickly, don't you want to go and see that messy Jiang Qingwan, look at your messy clothes."

"Aren't you going to blame the master? But the jealous look of the master is so cute, I like it very much." Let him help him tidy up his clothes, Feng Tinghan bent his lips, "Master, hold hands? Let's go see that together." What messed up Jiang Qingwan."

Being teased and teased, Fu Si glared at him and uttered a word bitterly: "Pull!"

Jiang Qingru came over at some point, and was standing at the door talking to Qu Guizhu, when he saw Fu Siqian go out to meet him, he paused in place with a strange expression after taking two steps.

Qu Guizhu followed his line of sight and saw two hands clasped as expected, and couldn't help showing a mysterious smile.

In the past few days, she has been stimulated by the overt and secret love, and her obsession with beauty has been greatly reduced, and she even has a faint tendency to lose sight of it. The specific symptom is that she can't control it when she sees the two people in front of her doing something intimate. I couldn't help but feel the joy in my heart, and even wanted to ask them to come a little more.

Seeing this, Qu Guizhu cleared his throat: "Ahem, let's go, isn't the injury serious?"

"Yes, Senior Qu, please follow me." Jiang Qingru shook her head, shaking off the strange feeling in her heart, and led the people to the side courtyard.

There were quite a few people around the fence in the courtyard, and when they saw Jiang Qingru coming over, they all nodded their heads to indicate that this was a member of the Jiang family, and they had just rushed over after receiving the news, but they were all stopped outside by Jiang Wuyi.

Jiang Er had a strange temper, and Jiang Qingru didn't dare to let people into the side courtyard without authorization, so he led Fu Siqian and others inside after only a few words of pleasantries.

There was a sound of crackling and falling things from the courtyard, Jiang Qingru frowned, and quickly pushed the door open.

Things in the room were scattered all over the floor, broken and broken. Jiang Wu's hair was disheveled. When he looked up, he revealed a distorted and ferocious face with scary red eyes. Beside him, Jiang Wen had a gloomy expression. .

Jiang Qingru was taken aback, he had never seen Jiang Wuyi like this: "Second Uncle..."

Jiang Wen frowned slightly, and waved him out: "Jiang Qingwan is in the next room."

Fu Siqian and the others were waiting outside the house. Yinsu was interested in that piece of spiritual garden and approached it enthusiastically. Although the exotic flowers and plants planted in it were all destroyed, the spiritual energy was still very strong, and they liked it. Such an environment.

Let him have fun, and the other three followed Jiang Qingru into another room. The room was poorly decorated, and there was not enough space for a few people to stand in half the space. not on.

It doesn't matter how much the doctor is benevolent.

Qu Guizhu frowned, took off the gauze to check, and said with displeasure: "The wound is not treated? Although it is not fatal, but it is so perfunctory, the Jiang family lacks the money to hire a doctor?"

Jiang Qingru's face flushed and turned pale. He knew something about Jiang Qingwan, but his second uncle was not a maid, so he had no position and no right to reprimand her.

Qu Guizhu has the habit of bringing medicine with her, Jiang Qingru wanted to ask what she needed, but she took out the medicine from the storage bracelet: "Okay, I'm going to give her the medicine, you all go out, what is it?" The house of a girl who has not left the cabinet."

The three of them went out and stood side by side next to the Lingyuan. Jiang Qingru was depressed and looked depressed.

Feng Tinghan looked at it funny, but he was full of malice in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "What kind of life does Jiang Qingwan lead, does Young Master Jiang know?"

There is no need to ask this question, the answer is obvious.

Jiang Qingru clenched her fists, her eyes were slightly