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Chapter 223 Baochai's love is extremely good at biting people, Feng Yuan makes a move to suppress the wild god(1/3)

Chapter 223 Baochai loves to bite people, Feng Yuan takes action to suppress the wild god

When Feng Yibo returned to his mansion, the sky was getting darker.

Today's order is Baochai's side.

He got off the car and transferred through the hall and went straight to the west courtyard.

After the young couple had dinner together, Feng Yibo went to the study to read a book for a while.

When I came back, I only spoke my own words.

It evolved into something that you can help me.

After a moment, Baochai had gathered frequently.

Feng Yibo savored it carefully and felt that the red lips were warm and melted.

The lips and teeth are separated first, and they breathe and blend with each other.

The mouth and nose are full of qi clear orchids, and the hands and eyes are also moist and plump.

After a while, Baochai was so weak that she could not move her wrists lazily after a long time.

She was afraid of heat, and now she was sweating and her hair was chaotic and her hair was chaotic and green.

Good things are over, and it is already late at night.

Baochai snuggled lazily in Feng Yibo's arms, suddenly remembered something, then raised her head slightly and said:

"By the way, my lord, everyone in the poetry club today has given a different name, saying that you can also give me one, which is worthy of being the first to advocate."

It turned out that she remembered Daiyu's words and said it immediately.

However, she didn't say that it was Daiyu's mention.

Instead, we used the first initiative to start a society as an excuse.

"Forehead?"

Feng Yibo was slightly stunned when he heard this, thinking that Daiyu had also told him about this today.

He gently stroked Baochai's hair, his heart fluttered:

"Okay, I was just at home and I visited the 'Dongpo Layman' and called 'Bipo Sanren'."

Baochai's heart moved when she heard this and moved upwards.

A pair of water apricots stared at Feng Yibo's eyes, as if they had seen through everything.

Unfortunately, I looked at each other for a while.

Feng Yibo did not show any guilt at all.

Baochai couldn't, so she could only ask softly:

"Master, did Sister Lin tell you?"

As soon as these words were said, Feng Yibo couldn't pretend to be stupid anymore.

"Pop!"

He kissed Baochai on the forehead, and then admitted generously:

"It's really impossible to hide anything."

"Hehe!"

Baochai was so kissed that she was a little itchy, and she chuckled twice before saying:

"I don't know anyone else, but I'm afraid that no one can hide Lin's thoughts."

As soon as she heard this, she knew that Feng Yibo had obviously gotten up somewhere else.

She didn't even ask her opinion, it was not Feng Yibo's style.

Obviously, I was afraid that she would also have one.

When Baochai saw him admit it, she moved back to her original place.

Bury his head back in Feng Yibo's arms and said softly:

"No matter which woman it is, she is thinking about 'I wish to be a person who is wholehearted and never get along with each other', let alone the arrogant girl Lin?"

Feng Yibo could not say anything at this time, so he could only hug her gently.

"Speaking of this, it seems that Sister Lin can treat me and the past, so I burned high incense."

Baochai arched slightly a few times, rubbed Feng Yibo's chest and ribs, and continued:

"I don't expect her to be jealous at all, I just hope that I won't make things difficult for me."

Although it is inconvenient to comment on the two, Feng Yibo cannot say nothing all the time.

He fiddled with Baochai's hair in his hand and sighed:

"Baochai, you are so good."

"Aowoo!"

Baochai was obviously a little dissatisfied, but she was afraid of hurting Feng Yibo.

She whined "Wow" in her mouth, but she only bit her lightly before she said a little frustrated:

"I'm actually like this? I just won't be revealed in front of others like Lin Meimei."

This mouthful is the manifestation of her love for Feng Yibo.

He is a little jealous and reluctant to hurt him.

Seeing Baochai rarely reveals a hint of cuteness, which is different from usual.

Feng Yibo felt even more pity in his heart and couldn't help but tighten his arms.

Take her closer.

Baochai also tightened her arms slightly and responded.

Then he returned to his usual gentle tone and continued:

"I know it's useless to say it. I must have wanted to serve a bowl of water and not to be biased against any one."

There was a hint of grievance in Baochai's words.

Fortunately, this aggrieved moment in a flash, she seemed to be enlightening herself:

"So, why should I be a villain in vain and make me embarrassed?"

Speaking of this, Feng Yibo was deeply moved.

Baochai's virtuousness can no longer be expressed in words.

If you have a wife like this, you can only repay her with public food.

"Baochai!"

Feng Yibo exclaimed softly, and used a little force to lift Baochai in his arms out.

The two looked at each other emotionally and felt each other's breathing.

Then the two heads slowly approached and another moistening.

On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the dog rushed back.

Feng Yibo was waiting for him in the study.

This is the last time Gouzi came back before the New Year. As soon as he arrived at the study, he bowed:

"Greetings to you in advance!"

Feng Yibo raised his hand to signal him to sit down, and said with a smile:

"I didn't prepare you for wedding money."

After the two of them sat down, their servants served tea.

After only two people were left in the house, the dog took out a stack of documents.

That is the work report of Donghai County.

Feng Yibo did not rush to look through it, but asked:

"How is it, what's going on the official's face recently?"

Gouzi didn't know about Feng Yibo's resignation. He heard this and pointed to the report documents and said casually:

"It's all here. The Nan'an Palace in Jiaozhi had sent people to come, and the Guangdong General wanted to contact us later."

Feng Yibo frowned when he heard this and couldn't help but wonder:

"So, are the founding nobles targeting me? Are there no other forces?"

Among the four kings and eight kings, only King Beijing is still the prince.

The other three families have surrendered to the title.
To be continued...
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