shock!After the abandoned concubine cheated on God of War, she just wanted to farm

Chapter 111 want to kiss

"Hmph, it really works."

Feng Ranhua's pretty face became hot, her heart trembled violently, and she murmured in an almost inaudible voice.

Hua'er doesn't hate him, is she shy?

The new cognition made Han Jinyan's breath tight for a moment, his inner emotions surged, and his original Ni Ni thought ran wildly.

"Huaer, want to try?"

Leaning close to Feng Ranhua's ear, there is a unique and fascinating melody in the deep male voice.

Feng Ranhua froze and rolled her eyes.

What the hell, if it was normal, she would have unscrewed his heavenly cap long ago!

Feng Ranhua had just applied the arrow wound, knotted the bandage, tied it hard, and let out a soft snort:
"I see that you are not only seriously injured, but you also took medicine? You have a look of spring."

Han Jinyan let out an "Aiyo" in pain, which lowered his irritation a bit.

Take it easy, take it step by step.

Afterwards, the application of medicine was carried out normally, and the two asked and answered. Speaking of the assassination, they suspected that King Xuan of Taiyuan did it.

The two had a discussion on how to take revenge on King Xuan.

The wound was finally healed.

The soft-spoken Fengranhua patted the packaged masterpiece, and said in a rare tone:
"Okay, come out, it's easy to get typhoid fever after soaking for a long time."

Out of bad taste, Han Jinyan's right hand was bound like a huge cocoon by the wind-dyed painting.

Han Jinyan hummed lightly, stood up straight, and walked out of the tub.

Not wearing an inch.

"what!!!"

Feng Ranhua's cheeks were flushed, and she covered her eyes in shame and shouted.

Wronged, Han Jinyan really didn't do it on purpose this time. When the two of them discussed military affairs just now, he forgot that he had nothing.

In a hurry, he took a piece of clothing to cover his lower body, but when he wanted to put on the clothing, he could only use his left hand, and his huge right arm could only be bound and straightened.

"Hua'er...I...I can't wear clothes."

Feng Ranhua thought of her masterpiece, Xiaoyu opened a gap in her hand, and she let go only when she saw that this guy was blocking the vital thing.

"Humph!"

What a picture of a beauty out of the bath.

The body is tall and tall, tall and straight, with smooth lines and graceful lines. There is not much muscle on the body, and there is not much muscle missing.

"Sure enough, he has a better figure than the beautiful men in the last days."

Fengran Huaxin trembled violently again, she was probably beating more times today than in a year.

"Better figure than anyone else?" Han Jinyan narrowed his eyes.

"Of course it's another man." Feng Ranhua rummaged through the clean clothes on the low table next to him, holding back the apex of his heart, ignoring his clutched avatar, and helping him put on his coat neatly.

What Hua'er said did not seem to be a lie, he was a little wronged, and his heart was sour.

Han Jinyan looked at Hua'er who was a head shorter than himself, and mournfully said: "Hua'er, you can't look at other men."

Like a little resentful woman who stays alone in a vacant room.

Fengranhua put the bandaged huge arms into the sleeves. Fortunately, the ancient clothes had big sleeves.

After getting dressed, she stared at him with a half-smile and said:

"My old lady will take care of beautiful men in the future, a house full of beautiful men."

Han Jinyan imitated Xiao Ling'er, blinking his eyes, which seemed to be filled with water mist, revealing the sincerity and clean eyes like a newborn child.

"Hua'er can't abandon me."

There is a deadly temptation in the whisper.

This is a monster...

Feng Ranhua's eyes turned red, and he raised his voice, "A man can have three wives and four concubines, why can't I take care of a beautiful man?"

No!
Straightforwardly, Han Jinyan's deep eyes exuded aggressive possessiveness, he took the painting with his left hand, and hugged it tightly.

Feng Ranhua wanted to open his eyes and get out, Han Jinyan said "Ah!"

Touching the freshly wrapped right arm, Feng Ranhua had no choice but to give up, raising his eyes to stare at him.

The little fox who talks nonsense is completely soft-hearted.

"Three thousand for drowning, I only want to draw one." Han Jinyan stared at Hua'er, brushing her messy hair to his ears with his fingertips, with a soft voice.

Then he stared at the painting fixedly, and his breathing became heavier.

The four eyes look at each other, the electric waves circulate, and the smoke waves are like fog.

The familiar embrace fascinated her.

The depth of affection made her dizzy.

Unconsciously, Feng Ranhua leaned into his arms, his heart beat faster, and the feeling of banging against the wall came again...

Hua'er's originally clear eyes also gradually became blurred, fascinated by the charm, she climbed up to his face with one hand, and searched carefully at the edge.

It seems to be peeling off the skin and revealing another beauty skin.

Hua'er regards him as "Cang Xuan"?
Suddenly, he lowered his head and covered his two red lips, and the cold lips rushed in unscrupulously, Feng Ranhua's eyes widened, and he slowly closed them tightly.

It seems to be responding to intensive plundering...

In a trance, Feng Ranhua noticed that the clothes were ventilated, and a gust of icy wind was blowing, she pushed him away, and flew away as if fleeing.

………………

On the big tree in the distance, Zhou Si was lying on the tree and pretending to be dead, with pointed ears.

inside the house.

For a while it was buzzing, for a while it was roaring, and for a while it was silent.

He touched the tip of his chin, and smiled, "Master is really brave, he was seriously injured, and he can still change tricks."

The words just fell.

Suddenly, as if a purple shadow was fleeing, it swept away from the roof.

"Master, can't it be so fast?" the stupid Zhou Si murmured.

"Zhou Si!!!"

thump!
Zhou Si, who was laughing secretly, was thrown down from the tree by Han Wang's stern voice.

"Apply medicine!!!"

"Ah..." Zhou Si touched the back of his head, but the master failed.

The rising sun breaks the clouds, and the red gold is intertwined.

Last night, I was doing wind-dyed paintings for thieves, and it was rare to stay in bed.

Wait for three shots in the day.

She finally woke up, recalling the scene last night, she covered her proud chest with both hands, her cheeks were red.

Don't you miss a man?
That's why he lost his upper body in the kiss of Korean scumbags.

Feng Ranhua was dressed in a new dress, just walked out of the room, He Gu looked at her with strange eyes, hesitated to speak.

"Miss, have breakfast first."

"Ang!" Feng Ranhua responded, just entering the dining room, I saw Bai Qi at the table.

The bastard, picked up the diced meat in the porridge one by one, and didn't put it in his mouth. He put it on the plate in front of him and stacked it in a pile.

"Stinky boy, you don't eat well when you are old, you are picky eaters." Feng Ranhua sat down opposite him and said lazily.

"I'm done eating, my sister has breakfast."

Seeing her sister coming over, Bai Qi looked downcast and went out with her head down.

"Awkward bastard, could it be that he has reached the rebellious stage and has thoughts?" Feng Ranhua looked at his distant figure with doubts in his eyes.

The dumb uncle happened to pass by, and when he saw the young lady in the dining room, he left without looking back.

Wind Dyeing Painting:  ………

One by one the gods and gods chattered early in the morning.

"Qing Ling!"

"Eh."

Qing Ling walked in with small steps.

"What happened? All of them are weird."

"Han Wang sent a bunch of medicines in the morning, saying that Miss worked hard yesterday, let us not disturb you to rest, and let He Gu give you a boost."

Qing Ling looked at the red dots on the young lady's neck curiously, and replied.

Feng Ranhua's expression was indescribable after listening to it, that scumbag really didn't miss a chance.

Seeing Qingling staring at her neck with burning eyes, she tore off her collar and looked down, revealing dense hickey marks.

"rogue!"

"Miss, have you figured it out, do you want to reconcile with the prince?" Qing Ling inquired, this was also everyone's doubts all morning.

"I haven't had a good time with him, okay!!!" Feng Ranhua said angrily.

Qing Ling didn't believe it at first glance, she just stared at her neck.

Wind Dyeing Painting: ……………

"King Han."

The voice of Little Niba greeting Han Jinyan came from outside the door.

(End of this chapter)