"Really?" Feng Ziying thought rapidly in her mind, but said in a low voice: "Sister Feng, are you really so callous and cold-hearted?"
Wang Xifeng was suffocated by Feng Ziying's preemptive strike. She didn't speak for a while, as if she was recalling the deep meaning hidden in Feng Ziying's words. However, Feng Ziying knew that this was just an expedient measure on her part. If she couldn't come up with words that were convincing enough,
This woman will definitely become more and more suspicious.
"Sister Feng, do you remember when we first met?"
Wang Xifeng was stunned and shook her head subconsciously.
Feng Ziying ignored the other party, opened her mouth with one hand, gently caught the other person's chin and cheeks, and raised her head: "You may not have much impression, but I am deeply impressed..."
Wang Xifeng's heart trembled.
"..., the first time I saw you after coming back from Linqing, you were sitting next to your ancestors. I remember very clearly that you were wearing a narrow silver jacket with red satin embroidered with gold, hundreds of butterflies, and flowers.
Wearing an emerald flowered crepe skirt underneath, she also has a jade pendant tied around her waist. It should be a Pisces rose pendant, right? It's pea green, and I'm very impressed."
Feng Ziying said leisurely: "..., the hairpin on your head is like five phoenixes facing the sun. It is dazzling. If others wear it, it may be coquettish and kitsch, but if you wear it, it will be seductive but not charming. It will shine brightly.
I like..., what about that stone blue engraved silver rat coat? I haven't seen you wearing it in the past two years..."
Feng Ziying's every word was like an armor-piercing hammer that easily smashed the block in Wang Xifeng's heart to pieces. It suddenly opened up, and a wave of heat penetrated the whole body from bottom to top. There was some kind of indescribable comfort, warmth, and dizziness in the numbness.
Huhu,...
"Brother Keng, this happened a few years ago. How old were you then? Why..." Wang Xifeng breathed heavily, her cheeks were on fire, her brows were full of spring, and she stared at Feng Ziying.
Feng Ziying looked at each other calmly: "Sister Feng, what do you think? Does age matter? I decided at that time that this woman was born for me, and I must get her..."
The sound of the boom was like a flood breaking through a bank, sweeping away all the worries, fears, and doubts in Wang Xifeng's heart, leaving only a stream of hot affection rushing back and forth in her chest.
"But,……"
"I know you are a married woman, but it doesn't matter. I can wait. Brother Lian doesn't cherish you. As a friend, I don't have much advice. I just let him go. And I don't think Brother Lian is worthy either.
You, or rather, it’s not suitable for you, but I can also say with a clear conscience that Brother Lian and I have known each other for several years. As friends, I didn’t do anything to fan the flames and sow discord. I just didn’t persuade them too much, because
I have some kind of expectation in my heart, and this expectation finally came true. Please forgive me for being selfish..."
Feng Ziying's majestic and frank manner made Wang Xifeng's whole body tremble violently. Her beautiful eyes were filled with incomprehensible emotions and tears, and they fell down, leaving only the rouge on her cheeks moistened.
"Brother Keng, I..." Wang Xifeng could no longer control her emotions. All the suffering and fear for so long made her wonder what the man in front of her who had already obtained her body thought of her. But today
These words completely swept away all her worries and doubts in an instant, and were replaced by endless affection and desire.
Without any unnecessary words, Wang Xifeng's beautiful eyes flashed with color, her blood-red lips were softly scented, her breath was whistling, that expectation, that longing, that infatuation...
In this situation, how could Feng Ziying be able to hold it back? She pressed her head down heavily, and the thumping sound soon turned into an extremely passionate embrace, as if she wanted to embed every part of the other person's body into her own.
In the body,...
Even with all the entanglement that day, Feng Ziying was not able to be presented with the fiery lips of the other party without reservation like today. Anyone can clearly feel the surging affection.
Embroidered jackets, sweat towels, long skirts, and bellybands are all flying like a goddess scattering flowers...
The fragrance of the orchids fades, the mantle of the tent is red, and the embroidered pillows rotate and change.…
The mandarin duck quilt spreads out, and the waves roll over the red crepe. The crepe is fragrant and sweat-stained, and it is slightly exposed several times.
..., plum calyx dew, rouge sandalwood mouth, ...
Work hard but rest for a lifetime, and enjoy yourself for one day.
Ping'er couldn't help but cover his hot face with his cold hands, quietly stood on the inner courtyard door, and looked out through the inner courtyard door.
She told Baoxiang to guard the outer courtyard gate, just to avoid this embarrassing situation. Fortunately, Baoxiang was quite obedient. From the gap in the inner courtyard door, she could see Baoxiang conscientiously guarding the outer courtyard door.
, put his hands in his armholes, stamped his feet, and looked out into the alley.
The sound coming from the wing was too loud. In order to prevent the sound from coming out from the crack in the door, Ping'er had to carefully walk to the door of Xiangfang and tighten the door. When he walked to the door, he couldn't help but make some mistakes.
A glimpse through the gap in the door almost made Ping'er collapse on the threshold.
Accompanied by bursts of indescribable sounds, the lotus feet were like jade, swaying and making waves...
Ping'er was so frightened that she used all her strength to carefully pull the door tightly, and then quietly left. Even now, the thrilling scene in Ping'er's mind still made her intoxicated.
Grandma was still very aggressive when she came, saying that she wanted to have a good time with Uncle Feng and talk about the possible cooperation between the old man and Uncle Feng. Why did they end up on the kang in a short time, and even made a mess?
Such shouting and screaming is unbearable.
…
The sounds in the wing gradually became quieter, and then there was a burst of inaudible whispers. Before calling himself, Ping'er knew that he shouldn't go there, so he guarded the door of the inner courtyard honestly.
This courtyard is still a bit small. Although it has an inner and outer courtyard, the distance between the main room and the east and west wings of the inner courtyard is too small, so there is no sound insulation effect at all. Fortunately, the outer courtyard is slightly larger, but if anyone is in the inner courtyard
If you listen carefully through the partition wall or door, you will definitely be able to hear it clearly in the dead of night.
Isn't it said that this is where Uncle Feng used to live in the Golden House, Aunt Zhen's two younger sisters? Uncle Feng is not afraid of being ignored when he and Er Youhuan are having a good time?
Thinking of this, Ping'er suddenly realized why he was thinking about these boring questions. Could it be that just because he felt that he and his grandma had support, he was a little shameless thinking that sooner or later he would become Uncle Feng's pillow?
Ping'er couldn't help but cover her cheeks and let the coolness on her hands calm her thoughts. Ping'er suddenly remembered that the past few days were the most fertile time for her second mistress. She had previously kept saying that she was only talking about business.
think……
Thinking of this, Ping'er couldn't help but get a little worried. If it happened this time, it would be really difficult. It would be a lot more troublesome to use contraception at this time.
The room finally became quiet.
The charcoal basin in the room kept the whole room fairly warm. Coupled with this "bare shirt fighting", the two of them were covered in sweat, so they could only pull a quilt to cover it up.
Feng Ziying has entered the time of the sage, but Wang Xifeng has gradually regained her clarity and sanity.
With her plump and soft body pressed against her, even though she had entered the time of the sage, Feng Ziying could not help but recite Amitabha.
"Brother Keng, you are going back to Yongping Mansion tomorrow, but you have to go into the mansion today. You neither went into the garden to see Bao Yatou and Lin Yatou, nor did you meet and greet the second master, but you talked with the eldest master for more than an hour.
, and eating wine together, what kind of drama is this?" Wang Xifeng has not yet fully recovered from the aftertaste, her face is flushed, her hair is wet on her forehead, and her voice is a little greasy, plus she is confused and lazy.
The look in his eyes all aroused Feng Ziying's nerves.
"Why, how can Uncle Shi and I have a drink to attract everyone's attention?" Feng Ziying put her hand into the quilt and pinched it. It was smooth and plump, and there was a lingering fragrance when she took it back.
"Isn't it true that you are a famous person in the capital city? Is there any place in this tea house and theater where no one talks about the Battle of Qian'an and the story of you attending the Hongmen Banquet of the Mongols?" Wang Xifeng's Danfeng eyes were blurred and lazily, revealing a bit of excitement. It was obvious that he was also
I feel very proud that this man with whom I have a good relationship has such a reputation.
"So what? It's just a false name. It will naturally cool down in a few days. The Mongols have not completely retreated yet. Sister Feng, believe it or not, by the next spring, no one will remember this." Feng Ziying
With an indifferent look on his face, he said, "I am a fellow magistrate of Yongping Mansion. I just have to do my job well. I don't have much interest in getting involved in other matters."
"So you let the elder take care of it for you?" Wang Xifeng suddenly stood up and stared at Feng Ziying with burning eyes.
Feng Ziying responded with a glaring look, but it fell on Wang Xifeng's chest, "What are you doing?"
Only then did Wang Xifeng realize that she had moved too much. She screamed and quickly pulled up the quilt to cover her. Then she looked for her bellyband, but she didn't know where Feng Ziying had thrown it. She simply stopped looking for it, but she still said reluctantly:
"What are you doing? Do you even need to ask? Are you going to play riddles for me? Why, the eldest master plans to give you the second girl as a concubine?"
Feng Ziying quickly shook her head: "It doesn't matter, Sister Feng, don't talk nonsense."
"Humph, you have a thief's heart but not your courage. Didn't Jia Lian tell you before? If you are really interested in the second girl, you may not be able to get the big man to nod." Wang Xifeng curled her lips: "I'm too lazy to care about your nonsense.
, I just want to ask if you and the eldest master are discussing the redemption of Wu Xun, who was captured in Jingzhong?"
"So what if it is, so what if it isn't?" Feng Ziying still had to whet the woman's appetite. When it came to these matters, Wang Xifeng was smarter than anyone else, and could clearly distinguish between affection and interests.
"If it is, then I can do it if the master can do it, and I can guarantee that I can do it better, more thoughtfully and more safely than he does." Wang Xifeng held the quilt in one hand to cover her chest, and sat up, her smooth face
The fragrant jade shoulders, pink and jade-carved arms, and the messy black hair are really charming.
This chapter has been completed!