Nagato has such a slim waist

Feng Yun didn't know what kind of stimulation Pei Ran received. He was very different from before.

At this moment, he was like a wild beast, filled with an extremely uncool wildness. He wanted to eat her up bite by bite silently.

When Feng Yun becomes ruthless, he is really ruthless.

When she looks cute, she is really cute.

How could this young and delicate body be destroyed?

"Pei Gou, are you...sick?"

"Yes." Pei Man placed his palm on her soft lines and said in a low voice, "Yunniang has medicine."

His breathing became heavier, but his words were still so irritating.

Feng Yun was ready to go back in anger.

"I went to Fangyun Palace today. I went there to bully people...don't you want to hear what I have to say?"

"Don't listen." He fell down, hooked up his soft pajamas, and took them off.

"lie down."

"what?"

"obedient."

Feng Yunxing's eyes widened slightly, and she raised her foot to kick him, but unfortunately she fell into the clutches of the devil...

Pei Ran stopped him with one hand.

With the other hand, take off your clothes.

Feng Yun stared at him, his eyes burning, and he could only breathe.

The word color means a knife on the head.

It's not just Pei Ran.

She is also often confused by sex.

Maybe he was too impatient, so he didn't take off his complicated robes. He loosened his belt and pulled it open with all his strength, revealing his broad chest, narrow waist, and swollen blood. He knew the danger at a glance...

He is completely different from the elegant gentleman like Xiao Cheng.

Physical strength, vitality, wildness, strength, and vigor as a cheetah.

Absolutely.

Feng Yun actually wanted to describe it as "lively and fragrant".

It's obviously inappropriate, but it can just describe Pei Madang at this moment.

King Yonghuai, who was unsmiling and well-behaved, even though he was not a moral gentleman, he was upright and serious to everyone...

Who would have thought that he would be like this when he was in love...

Things between men and women are fluid. When you come, I go. When we get along, there is a tacit understanding.

No matter what they say about alienation, only pleasure without entanglement, only ambiguity without emotion, what goes deep is the body, and what stirs is the heart.

The corners of her eyes turned red and her neck stretched out from her extreme desire. She was as weak as a piece of waterweed drifting with the current. He skillfully manipulated her, lying on her knees, lying on her stomach, and clinging to her, rising and falling with him uncontrollably.

"Yunniang." Pei Madang hugged her tightly, pressing the two sticky and sweaty bodies tightly together. His breath was heavy, and he stopped and stared at her: "What did you want to say just now? You can say it now."

Say?
Talk about a dog.

Feng Yun's eyes turned red.

She was pulled down from the clouds by him, and her heart tightened and beat wildly.

The dog man hung her up deliberately.

"Pei Gou, you can't do it?"

"What do you think?" The man breathed on her neck, his face expressionless, grinding back and forth, "Which one is better, am I or Xiao San?"

Feng Yun: "!"

Sweat oozed from his forehead, and his face turned redder.

She knew what Pei Ran was asking...

They've never talked about this in all this time.

He hadn't opened up about his rebirth before, so he couldn't ask. Now that the two of them were honest, she couldn't avoid the fact that she was married to Xiao Cheng in her previous life.

If she didn't have children, she could still tell the lie that she was "not favored and never slept with her".

Why do men care about this?
Xiao Cheng also asked.

Feng Yun's mind was in a mess.

If she had been more conscious, she could have ignored it, not answered, or dismissed it in two or three sentences.

But she didn't know what she was doing at the moment, and Pei Madang was pushed so hard that her whole body was in a state of confusion, completely controlled by him.

"do not know……"

She didn't want to talk about it.

Nervous and guilty.

But it was so tight that it was hard not to let Pei Ran know.

No one can be fooled by his physical reaction. He was suffocated by the warmth and repeatedly tightened, which almost killed Pei Madang.

"Really?" His dark eyes were dark, he held her tightly under his body, and suddenly sped up, as if he wanted to punish her for her betrayal in this way...

Feng Yun couldn't stand this sudden stimulation.

Unconsciously, softly.

"You...you...it's you..."

"What am I?"

She wrapped her hands around his neck and lifted herself up.

"You're...better."

Pei Man's arms stiffened slightly, and with a groan, he grabbed her knees, trembling fiercely together, and couldn't separate for a long time...

Feng Yun felt that Li Sangruo might have cursed her.

Serving a man is indeed not an easy job...

When I woke up the next day, my body felt as if it had been torn apart by a wild beast.

In a daze, she looked at the bright sky and sat up suddenly, "Xiao Man, wait for me to change clothes quickly, I have to pick up my eldest brother..."

Xiaoman was outside the tent and chuckled.

"My wife is confused by sleep. It's almost noon, and the great man has already arrived. He is discussing matters with the king in Xingren Hall."

Feng Yun sighed.

No one else is to blame.

If she was really determined not to give in, he wouldn't be too aggressive. In the final analysis, she still had to know the taste of the marrow, so she got his way, and he was so confused that he became proud...

Xiaoman and Zuo Zhong were forced to listen to the room last night. They knew what was going on, but they were embarrassed to think about it and quickly found a topic.

"There is an embarrassing incident in Fangyun Palace today. Do you want to hear it, madam?"

Feng Yun said lazily, "The embarrassing things in Fangyun Palace are my happy events. Tell me."

Xiaoman smiled, a little shyly.

"Yesterday, the two palace maids received new errands and went back to Fangyun Palace to get their clothes cautiously... But they did not dare to enter the palace, so they had to ask the female historian... Unexpectedly, the female historian found the wrong place and brought out a bunch of portraits... …”

Feng Yun: "What's so embarrassing about the portrait?"

Xiaoman saw that she was distracted and blinked hurriedly.

"The person in the portrait is the king!"

The female history officer was newly promoted and had no fear of Li Sangruo, the old tiger who was under house arrest.

Originally, if she took the wrong thing, it would be fine if she returned it. But Li Sangruo was wronged and couldn't find anyone to vent his anger on, so he yelled at her.

This made the female historian anxious.

Shake out the portraits in public and say they were taken from the Queen Mother's room.

"There are some in military uniforms, some in casual clothes, some in court uniforms, and some... those wearing less clothes... which made the female historian laugh a lot."

Nobility and insignificance are impermanent.

A female historian was riding on her head, and she was afraid that Li Sangruo would cry again and lose his temper.

Feng Yun raised his eyebrows, "Does the king know?"

Xiao Man nodded and said: "The Empress Dowager Li naturally refused to admit that the person in the painting was the king. She only said that he was the chief of her palace... I heard from the palace people that those faces are somewhat similar to the king." Feng Yun snorted coldly.

Those faces were all arrested like other palace people.

Li Sangruo, the instigator, is still acting like a normal person in Fangyun Palace.
-
The weather was perfect today, Feng Yun had a quick bite, and Wen Xingsu came over.

With Pei Ran, the two of them were in tandem.

Pei Ran's face was stern, as unsmiling and expressionless as ever. Feng Yun looked at it twice and wondered if he was often "ghosted"...

When you put on clothes, you become a different person.

Pei Madang glanced at her and said calmly, "You brothers and sisters talk."

He nodded to Wen Xingsu expressionlessly and went straight to the study, leaving it to them.

Feng Yun glanced at the tall back and said nothing.

Wen Xingsu saw the interaction between the two in his eyes, his smile did not change, and he saluted warmly.

"How is your waist doing lately?"

Feng Yun calmed down and returned the greeting with a smile.

"I'm a follower and I'm fine if I don't go to the battlefield. I wonder how my brother is doing? Have you ever been injured?"

She looked at Wen Xingsu.

Concern seemed to overflow from his eyes.

Wen Xingsu inexplicably remembered the time when he was injured in Andu and had his waist bandaged to stop the bleeding...

His throat tightened, his eyes softened, and he couldn't help but smile.

"With your waist and waist in mind, my brother doesn't dare to get hurt."

Feng Yun also laughed, "You are very good at coaxing people."

The two were talking when Zuo Zhong suddenly came over.

"Princess, the king would like to ask you how to deal with the facial expressions in the palace."

Feng Yun was startled.

Even Wen Xingsu was shocked.

What should Feng Yun do about this kind of thing?

Feng Yun felt that this was just looking for trouble and didn't want to pay attention to it, but Zuo Zhong was waiting there, waiting for her to speak.

I have no choice but to maintain harmony between husband and wife in front of my eldest brother...

She smiled slightly and said, "Let the king make the decision. There is no need to ask me. If you really want to ask, you should ask Queen Mother Li."

Zuo Zhong responded, "Yes."

Feng Yun and Wen Xingsu continued to chat.

When talking about this war, both of them felt a little emotional.

Wen Xing traced back: "It was as if in a trance, Yecheng was restored."

Feng Yun smiled softly and said, "That's so confusing. It's been two years."

Wen Xingsu nodded and took a sip of tea, "It's been two years, so fast."

Feng Yun raised his lips and chuckled, "No. The eldest brother is two years older. I, the person waiting to hold my eldest nephew, will soon be old..."

Wen Xingsu smiled and shook his head but said nothing.

His wedding to Puyang Yi was originally scheduled for May.

It makes sense that it was postponed due to the war.

But now that Yecheng has been restored, it would be bad to find any excuse.
unless……

He doesn't want to marry.

Feng Yun felt that the eldest brother was indeed too inactive when it came to marriage matters, and had no sense of urgency to be the groom's official.

There was a little more scrutiny in Feng Yun's eyes.

"When is the wedding date, we have to give the eldest princess a confirmation. Brother, we can't delay this matter any longer..."

"Okay." Wen Xingsu didn't hesitate. He wasn't very happy or resisted. His expression was indifferent and he had a relaxed smile. "It's just a matter of arrangement."

Feng Yun looked at him sideways, "This is your lifelong event, you have to take it seriously."

Wenxingxu humming sound.

Feng Yun asked: "Do you want to invite people from Taicheng?"

Wen Xingsu hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Look at you."

How can I look at her?

It doesn't matter whether the Feng family invites them or not, but Mrs. Chen is Wen Xingsu's biological mother...

Feng Yun thought of the last time he beat Chen in Huaxi and didn't care about Wen Xingsu's face, so he softened his tone slightly.

"Then we send the invitations, and it's up to them whether they come or not?"

Wen Xingsu said slowly, "Okay."

Before the date was finalized, Zuo Zhong came quietly again.

This time he said: "Your Majesty said that General Wen should be celebrated when he returns from victory. He has asked the dining room to prepare meals..."

Feng Yun narrowed his eyes.

"What is the king doing?"

Zuo Zhong muttered, "Look at the book."

Feng Yun smiled slightly, "I have so many things to do every day, but I can still think of these chores. Thank you for your kindness."

Zuo Zhong was sweating slightly on his back, and without looking at her and Wen Xingsu, he cupped his fists and raised his hands.

"I will report back now."

As soon as he left, Wen Xingsu looked back and asked with a smile:
"in argument?"

"No." It was indeed not a quarrel.

Feng Yun didn't want to talk more.

No one else would understand what happened between the two of them.

Wen Xingsu looked at her inadvertently frowning, his eyes darkened, "Or does he treat you badly? He has a new love, or..."

"No, no." Feng Yun laughed softly.

If he continues to guess, Pei Gou will lose his face.

It was inconvenient for her to tell Wen Xingsu about Li Sangruo because it involved Pei Madang's life experience.

She smiled and shook her head, "I want to go back to Andu, but he is not very willing and has some disagreements."

She said it easily, as if nothing had happened.

But how perceptive was Wen Xingsu?
She is also someone who understands her very well...

The waist has a secret to him.

When Wen Xingsu saw the hidden marks on her neck, his eyes darkened a bit, but his tone was still smiling.

"Do you want to go back to Andu?"

Feng Yun knew that his eldest brother was worried about him, so he smiled and nodded.

"I have to go back early to arrange the marriage for my brother. He is not restraining me, he just wants me to stay with him for two more days..."

As she spoke, she smiled freely.

"After I got married to him, we got together less and separated more. To be honest, I also suffered a loss from him."

Wen Xingsu smiled.

"It's okay."

As soon as his voice fell, Zuo Zhong came over again.

As soon as Feng Yun saw him appearing, his face darkened.

If Pei Madang is not sick, I will twist off her head!

"Princess." Zuo Zhong still looked serious, but his words were more direct than the previous two times, "The king said that he has something important to discuss, so I will delay you for a quarter of an hour."

After saying that, he turned sideways and saluted Wen Xingsu.

"Please sit down in General Wen's dining hall. Drinks have been prepared. Your Majesty and Princess will be here soon..." (End of Chapter)