So, the two of them walked deep into the woods and chatted while walking. They chatted so happily that they didn't even notice the setting sun.
In the dead of night, Feng Shiqilang was lying on the bed, and there was a rapid knock on the door. He responded: "The door is unlocked, come in."
Liu Qingcong pushed the door open hard, but there was no one on the bed. She looked around the room and saw no one. But just now she clearly heard Feng Shiqilang talking in the room. She shouted: "Feng Shiqilang, come out."
, I have something to ask you."
"What's so serious?" Feng Shichiro was standing behind her like a ghost.
Liu Qingcong suddenly felt that her hair was on edge. She didn't realize when he was standing behind her. The kind of lightness that came and went like lightning was really surprising. She put on a straight face and pretended to be angry: "You
It's a ghost, it walks silently. Did you know that it can scare people to death?"
"But you are not an ordinary person. You are so courageous. How could you be intimidated?" Feng Shichiro smiled, and with a wave of his hand, he lit up the candlestick in the room.
"Can I take your words as a compliment?" Liu Qingcong retorted with a sneer.
"Of course!" Feng Shichiro said very gracefully, and brought a wooden stool for her to sit down.
Liu Qingcong was not polite, sat down, and said seriously: "I don't want to fight with you, haha, I have something to ask you. Why did you help me make an appointment with the young master?"
"Why, didn't you have enough fun when you came back so late?"
"I'm asking you why you helped me date him. Do you know what I'm thinking?"
"Are you kidding? If I know what a woman is thinking, I will be unlucky for three lifetimes. Actually, I think so. We are friends. If you become the eldest mistress, I will be able to benefit from it, and we have a sword-making workshop.
People no longer need to be poisoned by your Liu’s cuisine.”
Liu Qingcong stamped her feet and couldn't help but curse: "Feng Shiqiu, you've gone too far. Let me chop you into seventeen pieces." She casually picked up a dagger as if to kill someone.
"No, Miss Liu, you have to pay attention to your ladylike image." Feng Shiqilang shouted while holding his head and running around.
When she was chasing him, she suddenly tripped over something on the ground. In a panic, she yelled "ah" and was about to fall. Feng Shichiro suddenly hugged her, and the two of them fell on the bed and rolled around.
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His hands hugged her tightly, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and both of them could hear each other's breathing. They both looked at each other, lost in thought for a moment.
After a long time, Feng Shiqilang let her go and turned his head away in embarrassment, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, thank you." Liu Qingcong stood up from the bed, "It's late at night and I have to go back to rest. You should also rest early." She said a few words and ran out the door.
When Feng Qijun hugged her just now, she had a strange feeling. She had never experienced that feeling even in Feng Qijun's arms. She didn't like this feeling very much, so she wanted to run away.
After that day, Liu Qingcong dated Feng Qijun every day. As soon as the two started chatting, there was always endless love talk. Every day was so fulfilling for Liu Qingcong. Sometimes she was late when she returned to the sword-making workshop.
, there will always be hot dishes on the pot waiting for her to come back. But Feng Shiyilang seems to be busy...
