92. Chapter 92 You can have a woman but not a lover 2
"You see too much." Feng Yan pulled her into her arms, soothing softly, "Here, except me, no one dares to appear behind you like this, what are you afraid of?"
Xia Yuman looked at him and shook his head, and then nodded again.
Speaking of. Sometimes she is still afraid of this man, especially when he doesn't speak. And this man has the natural king's momentum, always making people feel an invisible pressure unknowingly.
That kind of pressure will make her feel that in front of him, she is so small, weak, and unbearable.
"What's wrong? A scared?" He smiled and slammed her pink face, and gently knocked on her smooth forehead.
"No ... you are stupid ..." She touched her forehead dissatisfied, and then turned around in his arms and looked at the too sword, "Well, what is a man's knife?"
Feng Yan surrounded her waist from the back, put her chin on her shoulder, and asked dumbly: "Do you want to know?"
"Hmm!" She nodded hard, for fear that the man would not know her determination.
Remove her, Feng Yan walked to the knife frame, took the knife with both hands from the sandalwood knife rack, then turned in his hand, holding the knife in one hand, holding the handle with one hand, and pulling it gently.
In the cold and beautiful metal sound, the blade of the scabbard flashed cold, and the bone ice was cold.
"The blade of this knife was forged with the blood of the enemy!" The knife flipped gorgeously in the wind of the wind. Xia Yu Orange was in front of her eyes, and the sharp light flashed in front of her eyes.
"Really no woman touched it?" I have to say that this is an extremely exquisite knife. Xia Yuman wanted to hold it in his hand to see what it felt.
I heard that a woman can't touch it, she feels regrettable.
The wind laughed in a low voice, and he said that it was to tease Xia Yu Orange. This knife was not that no woman had touched it, but there were very few women who had touched it.
"You teased me?" Xia Yuman guessed a little bit from the smile on his face, and then said, "Well, can I touch it? It is really ... beautiful!"
Her tone was almost begging. When she saw this knife, she fell in love with.
"Come with me!" Feng Yan's wrist turned, and the knife had gorgeous into the sheath.
When they walked out of the study, Zhu Yan stood respectfully outside the door. Xia Yumei felt that Zhu Yan was like the shadow of the wind.
"Zhu Yan, go to the garden, we practice." Feng Yan said while dragging Xia Yu Orange and walking towards the garden.
Nympho
In the spring, the scenery in the garden is unusually beautiful.
"Adult ..." Zhu Yan, who caught up with, held two bamboo swords.
"Hold it!" Feng Yan's hand was raised, and the Tai Dao in his hand was thrown into Xia Yuman's hand. She was frightened and quickly caught with her hands.
Her embarrassing appearance attracted Feng Yan with a pet: "Stupid woman!"
Xia Yuman carefully hugged Tai Dao, naughtyly made a ghostly face at Feng Yan: "You are stupid, Zhu Yan, you want to defeat your adults!"
Zhu Yan didn't dare to answer, bent slightly, and said nothing.
"Xia Yu Orange, where are you?" Feng Yan not only was not angry, but also smiled blindly. He lifted his shirt and sleeves, revealing a powerful arm.
"Wind, I am in the middle, no sides are!" Xia Yuyan answered with a smile.