But in such a place surrounded by layers of surveillance, how could Qin Qifeng know that she was being held here?
Manmei racked her brains to think of a solution, and suddenly a sentence came from beside her, "My hand was bitten and bleeding."
Out of the corner of his eye, Hua Feng glanced at Hua Feng, who was standing in front of her bed like a ghost, fully armed.
She was so frightened that she screamed and stepped away unconsciously. However, Hua Feng's bed was not very big. She stepped back too hastily and stepped on the corner of her skirt. She couldn't stand up. When she wanted to stand up, she threw her head up and fell down.
passed.
Hua Feng grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to the bed, thus avoiding the crisis of her falling headfirst into a big bag.
He watched her break out in a cold sweat, stretched out his hand to wipe her lips, and saw that the pad of his right thumb was stained with a bright color.
Manmei lowered her head and looked at her thumb. Sure enough, she had her old habit again. She chewed off the nail of her thumb. She was so obsessed with thinking that it bled.
In modern times, Manmei has this problem. She starts biting her nails when she is nervous or thinking about problems. It is said that this habit was formed in childhood. Generally speaking, according to "Freudian sexual psychology", it belongs to
Childhood is also a period when oral desires are not satisfied, and it develops into a habit when you grow up.
When she went to work before, she always had phototherapy nails for the sake of beauty. They had to be so hard that she couldn’t bite them. What about nail polish manicure, QQ nails, etc. The nail polish only lasted three days, while QQ nails lasted less than a week.
She was definitely picked on by her own naughty hands, but the phototherapy nails are the most powerful, they can't be bitten or buckled.
Now in ancient times, people just used henna to dye their nails, which was not a deterrent at all. Her habit of biting her nails when she was nervous happened again.
Looking at his thumb that looked like a dog gnawing, he shook it out of habit, stretched out his other hand, and wiped off the blood on his lips with the back of his hand. He also wiped away the touch of Hua Feng's fingertips, avoiding Hua Feng.
He looked at me and said, "It doesn't matter, this is my bad habit. I like to bite my nails when I have nothing to do."
Hua Feng ignored what she said and reached out to pick up her hand and look at it in front of him.
I think her hands are very beautiful.
She has long and even fingers, fair skin, as soft as bones, and her nails are trimmed into oval shapes and dyed a light red. Every time she picks up food for herself, it feels like a visual enjoyment.
Manmei followed his gaze and looked at her hands. The last time she went to eavesdrop, her fingernails were picked and chopped off. It was the nails that Hongxiu helped her trim. Now after so many days, they have grown some, but they can't keep up with the original.
She didn't care much about the length of her nails, but when Hua Feng raised his hand to take a closer look, it was obvious at a glance that they were not fingers that had been carefully cared for.
"Jiang Shang is not good to you?" Hua Feng's tone seemed to be a little gloating. It was rare for him to have such an emotion.
Although Manmiao left Jiang Shang, she didn't want people like Hua Feng to say that Jiang Shang was not good.
He pulled his hand back somewhat angrily and said sarcastically, "General Hua really knows himself and his enemy and is victorious in any battle."
Now I had time to take a closer look, and it turned out that there was some dirt between the nails. I thought that after running around like this, some dirty things would get in at some point, so I took a hairpin, cleaned it with the pointed part, and put it to my lips to blow it out.
Hua Feng turned around and walked to the clothes rack, began to untie his armor, and hung them up one by one. "I don't think it's wrong to care about my wife."
Manmei thought that he could stare at Shan Boyuan, and naturally he could also stare at herself. When she thought about it, it didn't matter anymore. She leaned on the bedside in an inconspicuous manner, stretched out her hand and looked at her nails, wondering whether they were long and worn.
The ones are the same as the short ones, or just like that, the long ones are just right, and the short ones are just long enough.
He said casually, "First of all, I am not your wife. Second, even if I am, congratulations, you have been cuckolded."
At this point, Hua Feng and her were already at odds with each other. No matter how bad things were, he could just be chopped off with a knife, so why live in such a grievance?
Hua Feng had already taken off his armor, turned around, and suddenly lay on the bed on her right, frightening her heart.
Hua Feng had just finished his big words, and now Hua Feng had proven with actual actions that Manmei was still very afraid of him.
He frowned and looked dissatisfied as Manmiao stopped because she was frightened by his actions. He lay on her left side facing Manmiao, supported his head with his left hand, and raised half of his body. He was not irritated by Manmiao's words, but
He said calmly, "As far as I know, Miss Man and Jiang Shang each have their own rooms. Jiang Shang has always regarded himself as a gentleman, and he will not do anything mean."
It is impossible for Manmei to go to bed with shoes on, and it is impossible for her skirt to completely cover her feet. Manmei's feet are in good shape, and she is good at caring for her skin. There are no thick calluses or dead skin on her feet, and her bright red nails are like embedded in them.
The red coral among the white jade.
Hua Feng stretched out his right hand and wrapped her entire foot in his palm.
His hands were warmer than Manmei expected. Hua Feng felt too cold, so cold that everyone felt that there shouldn't be any warmth on his body.
Manmei thought so too. She quickly pulled her foot back and asked in surprise, "Your hands are actually warm?"
Hua Feng looked at her strangely, then stretched out his hand to hold her feet in his hands. This time he used a little more strength, but it was not so easy for her to break free. He looked down at the beautiful jade in his hand, "I'm not a dead person, of course my hands are warm.
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There were calluses on Hua Feng's hands, and the graceful insteps were very smooth. The well-maintained skin was touched by his rough fingers, and there was some friction and pain.
Manmiao tried to retract her legs. After several attempts, Hua Feng was always able to increase the strength in his hands in a timely manner when she felt there was a chance, and held her feet firmly in his hands, with a slightly unnoticeable smile at the corner of his mouth.
His smile looked like he was playing a very interesting game.
Seeing his smile, Manmei felt that she was a mouse in a cat catching a mouse. The cat was watching her useless struggle with a playful attitude.
Anger surged up in her heart, and she kicked Shan Boyuan, Jiang Shang, and Hua Feng with one kick. Hua Feng's skills were much better than she expected.
He dodged her flying kick.
Missing a single hit, Manmei herself was in big trouble.
In order to avoid Hua Feng, she had retreated to the edge of the bed. If she could hit the kick, she could at least slow down her strength. Hua Feng dodged, but her strength was in vain, and she was about to fall down.
Hua Feng didn't move much. He held his head firmly with his left hand. He easily grabbed her feet in the air with his right hand and pulled her back. She fell onto the bed gracefully. Although she knocked a little, she didn't.
