shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Feng Fuce didn't react at first.

When Bai Zhi'er started biting his lower lip like a small animal, he suddenly came back to his senses.

The boy's eyes dropped in a daze, looking at the girl in front of him.

She seemed to have tasted something interesting, and it was not enough to tear it lightly, and she even kissed his lips playfully.

Probably because of the sweet aroma of the wine, Bai Zhi'er still smacked his lips: "You smell so good~"

The full look of a dandy.

Feng Fuce smiled sideways and said, "You're awake tomorrow, don't blame me, you invited me."

After all, he bowed his head and immediately took the initiative in his own hands.

Feng Fuce held her face and kept deepening the kiss.

Bai Zhi'er thought it was fun at first, but later wanted to escape, but was tightly held in his arms.

His possession is vented at this moment, no longer concealed.

The boat was flowing with the water, but the two of them were inseparable as if pulling each other.

Bai Zhi'er didn't open his lips, but he held his head and took him back.

At this moment, Feng Fuce still had a sliver of reason, and he heard the rustling voices outside.

He suddenly stopped, raised his thin eyes that were almost blurred, and glanced outside the boat.

"Someone." He said hoarsely.

Feng Fuce suddenly pulled away, and Bai Zhi'er just lost himself in the pleasure of kissing when he ran away.

The girl hummed very dissatisfied: "Don't run!"

She threw herself into his arms and made a fuss, Feng Fuce held her down with one hand, and opened the curtain with the other to look out.

It turned out that their flat boat sailed into a deep clump of reeds at some point.

Just enough to cover their boat.

And the sound came from outside the reeds.

Feng Fuce's eyes were slightly deep, and he used his magic energy to anchor their boat in the water.

He glanced coldly, and saw the scene on the opposite side reflected in the gaps between the staggered reeds.

Not too far from them is a long-abandoned ferry.

An unremarkable boat is anchored there.

Through the faint light, Feng Fuce saw a man and a woman sitting on the boat.

"The child is gone, don't be too sad." The woman said.

Because the voice was somewhat familiar, Feng Fuce thought for a moment, then waved his slender fingertips.

His and Bai Zhi'er's boat lights went out.

In this way, the boat is hidden in the reeds and cannot be seen at all.

Over there, after the woman finished speaking, the man really broke down.

"This is our child! How can I not be sad? I even want to kill Ke Yong!"

"He can't be killed yet, his life is still useful."

"Xinhui, since we just met, you have been speaking for Ke Yong. Are you really in love with him?"

Fan Xinhui?
Feng Fuce frowned and listened.

If he remembers correctly, Ke Yong is the prefect of Yuzhou.

Then, it is Ke Yong's wife, that Fan Shi, who is meeting other men privately here.

And from what they said, it seems that Fan Xin Huisheng's child is not Ke Yong's.

At this time, Bai Zhi'er was in Feng Fuce's arms like a dodder flower, wrapping her hands and feet around him, climbing up and hugging his head.

"Hug~" she coquettishly.

Feng Fuce let out a low laugh, and immediately hugged her in his arms.

Like coaxing a child.

He bowed his head: "Shh, let's listen to what they have to say."

Bai Zhi'er opened her beautiful drunken eyes wide, looking out of the cabin like a kitten, poking her head around.

What's so good about it?
Feng Fuce hugged her, and her back was in his arms, the two of them remained motionless, listening to the conversation outside quietly.