Feng Ziying pretended to sigh and glanced at the other party: "Sister Feng, do you think I care about who is gossiping when I come to your place?"
"You don't care, I don't care. You are a man and I am a woman, how can it be the same?" Seeing that Feng Ziying did not insist, Wang Xifeng felt a little relieved and said warmly: "Brother Keng, if you want to stay overnight, there will be news in the house tomorrow.
There’s so much fuss, how should I meet people?”
"Sister Feng, you can't even control these people in your house, how can you expect them to follow you out in the future?" Feng Ziying asked back.
Wang Xifeng was suffocated, and then immediately defended: "That's different. They have no other way to follow me, and there will be nothing wrong with them. But if I want them to lock their mouths, it will be harder than killing them. Look at it."
When you come in, I don't see you coming out, how can you cover it up?"
Feng Ziying immediately heard the secret and smiled softly in her heart. This woman was also looking forward to it in her heart, but she was also afraid of what others said, which was reasonable.
"Forget it, I'll just leave." Feng Ziying lazily stretched her body and made a gesture of standing up to leave, "I came here with enthusiasm, but I got cold words and rejected people thousands of miles away. Sister Feng, you are like this
It breaks my heart, Ping'er, do you feel chilled by following such a heartless master like you?"
Wang Xifeng's eye circles suddenly turned red and she bit her lip: "You only want your own happiness, but you don't care about other people's lives or lives. Why are you still saying such words here? It doesn't make people feel cold? When did I stop saying cold words to people thousands of miles away? No.
He’s still a fourth-grade official, but he doesn’t know what’s good and what’s good, and he’s so heartless!”
Ping'er was also amused. Uncle Feng was clearly several years younger than grandma, but he seemed so mature and majestic when facing grandma. Even his words sounded more like grandma coquettishly complaining to Uncle Feng. It was more like
It was Uncle Feng who was pampering and coaxing grandma. This feeling was particularly strange.
"Okay, I have no conscience, so I'll give Sister Feng a drink as an apology. Ping'er, you'll keep me company!" Feng Ziying glanced sideways at Ping'er, disappointing Ping'er.
Ping'er stood up with a smile, held the wine pot, and filled the glasses for Feng Ziying and Wang Xifeng. Feng Ziying raised the glass and drank it all in one gulp, but Wang Xifeng picked up the glass and took a sip.
"Ping'er, if you pour it again, you'll get a bad reputation. You have to drink it to feel comfortable." Feng Ziying raised her hand to signal, and Ping'er filled the bowl for Feng and Wang, and then poured his own life.
He smiled and said: "My father and my grandmother are like a family. They are very affectionate and extremely affectionate."
"Bah! Shameless little hooves..." Wang Xifeng's dimples were red, and her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, "If I don't know you, I'm afraid I wish I could climb into his bed earlier? Huh, I won't let you.
You wish,..."
"You, the master, are you not afraid of your subordinates being alienated from you when you say these words? I'm just a mediocre person. I think Lin Hongyu is quite loyal and cautious in doing things. It's easy to win over, and there is also a person who can take advantage of you.
." Feng Ziying put the wine glass to her mouth, sipped it, and smacked her lips. The rice wine had a strong stamina, and before she knew it, it was already her second pot.
"Oh, what, you've fallen in love with Xiaohong?" Wang Xifeng was full of sourness, "Ping'er hasn't eaten it yet, and she's thinking about Xiaohong again? How about letting her stay in bed with her tonight?"
"Look at how jealous you are and how you are not afraid of people's jokes?" Feng Ziying knew that Wang Xifeng was quite jealous, and she was lucky that she and she were not a real couple. Look at Jia Lian's miserable attitude. Ping'er has been with her for so many years.
I was stunned that I couldn't get started. If it had been someone else, I would have been so amused that I would get angry.
"Am I jealous? You can't do that!" Wang Xifeng was annoyed. The more he cared, the more afraid people would gossip about this. "Brother Keng, you have to be serious. I will risk my reputation tonight to fulfill your wish...
…”
"Okay, don't trick me, I'm not that impatient yet." Feng Ziying waved her hand, "Sister Feng, don't act like a monster there. I kindly remind you that you can figure it out for yourself. Okay, let's not talk anymore.
drink wine,……"
When Feng Ziying tidied up her clothes and walked out of Wang Xifeng's small courtyard with Ping'er's escort, Lin Hongyu nervously stood on tiptoe and watched Feng Ziying's back disappear into the already dark night.
Just left like that? Lin Hongyu was a little surprised. Could it be that Uncle Feng just came to congratulate Ping'er on his birthday, had a drink and then left?
Although she never entered the house, Lin Hongyu also helped arrange the food and drinks. Knowing that grandma and Heping'er were accompanying her, Uncle Feng had a drink here.
Although it is against the rules, no one in this room will care. They even hope that Uncle Feng will come here to have a drink if he has something to do. Anyway, grandma has already divorced her, so she just wants to have a drink with Uncle Feng.
, at best it can be said to be somewhat unruly, but nothing else.
When Ping'er came back, he greeted Lin Hongyu and helped Wang Xifeng, who was slightly drunk, out of the main room. Then he went into the small courtyard of the wing and returned to the bedroom. He took off Wang Xifeng's embroidered jacket and long skirt, leaving only the inner garment, and brought it back
After washing her with water, she was allowed to sleep.
As the yard slowly became quiet and everyone returned to their places to rest, Ping'er looked around outside, then carefully entered the penthouse, stood in the patio and waited for a while, then heard something on the wall outside.
After three beats of the rhythm, Ping'er threw out the long rope that he had prepared, and then tied the end of the rope to the pillar next to him. He saw a black shadow swooping up from the wall, and on the
The man on the wall barely paused before climbing in. Before Ping'er could make a sound, the black figure had already rushed over and hugged Ping'er.
Ping'er could only feel the heat of alcohol rushing towards his face, and a wet mouth was touching his face. He felt both funny and a little emotional in his heart.
Previously, when grandma was there, I could only endure it. Now, grandma has fallen into a deep sleep and is unstoppable. There are only two people left in the wing, so naturally there is nothing to worry about.
With some drunkenness, Feng Ziying simply picked up the beauty in her arms and walked to the room next to Wang Xifeng's bedroom in a few steps. This was Ping'er's room. The surrounding area was dark and she couldn't see anything. Feng Ziying didn't care.
, while kissing Ping'er, one hand had already gotten into Ping'er's lapel, groped around and grasped the vital part.
Ping'er groaned, and his body suddenly softened.
Feng Ziying pressed Ping'er against the door of the room, and Ping'er turned around and hugged Feng Ziying's neck tightly. She no longer had the usual reserve and indifference in front of others, and allowed Feng Ziying to lift up her embroidered coat with her big hands, and started to act wantonly...
After a long time, Feng Ziying reluctantly let go of the beauty, and Ping'er slowly calmed down from the previous passion, and said apologetically: "Master, it's not that this slave refuses, it's just..."
"Needless to say, I don't even have the ability to control myself, so I still deserve to be called master? Ping'er is my heartthrob, how can I take your body so casually? Of course, we have to wait until all the conditions are right, and we will be there in the future.
When love is good,..."
Feng Ziying took a breath, withdrew her hand from the pair of peaks, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed gently.
Although it was dark, the man's frivolous movements still made Ping'er couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She also knew that it would be difficult to control this man once his passion got the better of him. Fortunately, this man still respected her, otherwise she would have done it so hastily for the first time, which really made her a little unwilling.
"Don't worry, sir. This slave girl's pure and white body belongs to me after all. When grandma moves out and finds a suitable house, I will let you..." Ping'er put his face on Feng Ziying's chest, "I just beg you, please don't do it."
You have to let your grandma and slaves down."
"Why are you willing to give up?" Feng Ziying patted Ping'er's buttocks, "I still hope that your grandma and you will give birth to a boy and a girl for me, so that we can expand the branches of the Feng family."
"Really?" Ping'er's heart trembled. Although this topic had been mentioned a long time ago, Ping'er still couldn't believe it. He was always worried that this was just some joke to get people into bed. But seeing that Feng Ziying said it seriously, Ping'er felt serious in his heart.
No, I don’t believe it anymore.
"Is there still a lie? Isn't it possible that I can't even feed myself with a few more mouths?" Feng Ziying pinched Ping'er's plump and firm buttocks, "Ping'er, your butt seems to be fertile."
Ping'er was so embarrassed that she twisted her body and said, "How can this slave compare to grandma's physique? If I are serious, why not spend more time on grandma? The custodian will have a surprise."
Ping'er also knew that Feng Ziying would say that the wife of the Shen family has been an adult for almost a year and a half, plus Er Xue and Er You, who are serious wives and concubines, not to mention Jin Chuan'er, Qing Wen, Xiang Ling, Ying'er and so on.
There are not too many women around, but in more than a year, only the Shen family has given birth to a daughter. The Feng family must not be at ease.
"Oh?" Feng Ziying half-smiled, "It seems like your grandma is still a treasure. Could there be a surprise? Could it be that your grandma has a fertile constitution and can get pregnant after a few more times? Then Brother Lian has been married to her for so many years.
, why is there no one else except Sister Qiao?"
Ping'er could only twist her body in shame and refused to say more, but Feng Ziying refused to let go. She had to explain clearly. She was really helpless, so Ping'er yelled: "What about the silver wax gun head?"
Can you compare with me? In the end, Mr. Lian no longer dared to touch grandma, so he had no choice but to hang out with Miss Duo and Mr. Bao’s family."
Feng Ziying suddenly realized that there was a reason behind the quarrel between Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng? Wang Xifeng seemed to be really not simple. No wonder she felt that she had to do it to the fullest. How could Jia Lian with such a body resist it?
Thinking of this, Feng Ziying couldn't help but twitch her index finger. Ping'er in her arms seemed to feel the changes in Feng Ziying's body. She whispered softly: "Grandma has just fallen asleep. Come in quickly. I'm afraid grandma has been looking forward to me for a long time. Don't do it."
