The Reborn Wife Returns

Chapter 306 We will have another child in the future (1)
Feng Ming took his time and came to the peach blossom forest in Xiao's mansion.Standing under a bare peach tree, I stretched out my hand to fiddle with the branches, and the snow accumulated on the branches fell gently.

Shen Qinglan looked at the extreme red shadow in the white snow, as rich as a flower, and as warm as a fire, as if it was about to melt the snow and ice all over the sky.

"Fengming..." Shen Qinglan opened her mouth and only called out his name.

Feng Ming's back was stiff, and his slender fingers, like jade, were clutching the branches tightly, glowing bluish white.Suppressing the turbulent emotions in my heart, I slowly turned around.The beautiful face was a little haggard, and the coquettish cinnabar between the brows also dimmed and lost its brilliance.

The loneliness exuded from him made Gong Qinglan feel mixed.Knowing that she was married, why did she let go of her feelings?

Spreading out the palm, snowflakes like goose feathers fell on the hands.The cold touch made her shrink her hand slightly, and the coolness spread to her heart, and she shivered from the cold.

As soon as her body became hot, Feng Ming took off the cloak and put it on her body.

"No need..." Before Shen Qinglan could finish his refusal, he heard him say in a low voice: "It doesn't matter if you're cold, the one in your stomach can't stand it."

The corners of Shen Qinglan's mouth twitched, and she stretched out her hands to tighten the cloak on her body. The smell of the clear wine wafted into her nostrils, and she frowned slightly: "Drinking alcohol hurts your health, so drink less in the future."

Feng Ming's face was calm, but his peach blossom eyes were full of emotions, he smiled after a long time, "Okay." The cinnabar between his brows seemed to be alive, exuding a burning brilliance, making his stunning face even more dazzling.

"Be nice to yourself, and be nice to her." Shen Qinglan's heart was sour, and she prayed for him to be happy.

The smile on Feng Ming's face was even wider, as gorgeous as summer flowers, but he never nodded in agreement.He just smiled, leaving his most gentle and tolerant smile to the woman in front of him for the rest of his life.

Shen Qinglan stuffed the secret edict in his hand into his hand, and looked at his originally smooth fingers, which were covered with scars.Thinking of the woodcarving buried under the Marriage Tree, this man, how can he not make people feel distressed?

Knowing that there is no hope, but still watching helplessly.

Feng Ming glanced at the secret call in his hand, and put it in the sleeve.After looking at her carefully for a long time, I slowly said: "He treats you very well." No matter who it is, as long as it is your choice and you are happy, I will watch you from afar.Just watch you from a distance!
"He treats me very well." Shen Qinglan smiled slightly, like a blooming lotus on the top of a snow mountain, pure and flawless.The camouflage is gone, all the calculations are gone.

Feng Ming nodded, slowly opened his hands, and looked at her tenderly.

Shen Qinglan looked at the shape of his lips and hesitated for a moment.Going up, hugging him gently, listening to the words he gently whispered in the ear, tears filled my eyes.

Anping was standing in the snow in thin clothes, staring blankly at the two people who were embracing each other, his eyes moved slightly, and he clenched his hands tightly.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the moon-white figure in the corridor, looking at the scene with quiet eyes, and then slowly left.

After saying goodbye to Mrs. Xiao, he got into the carriage.Shen Qinglan turned her head and saw him standing beside the carriage in thin clothes, with black hair covered in snow, looking at her with warm eyes.His gaze shifted to the woman beside him, biting her lip, her gaze resentful.

Shen Qinglan lowered her eyes and looked away: "Let's go."

Qi Jingfeng's smile was light, moist and gentle.Helping her into the carriage, from nowhere, he took out an enamel hand stove and handed it to Shen Qinglan.

The cold fingertips touched the warm hand stove.A trace of warmth flowed from the fingertips to the whole body, dispelling the cold air all over the body.With smiles in the corners of Shen Qinglan's eyes, she leaned on the soft pillow and said lazily, "When did you prepare a hand stove?" She didn't see her when she came.

Immediately, he was slightly taken aback.Recalling the moon-white robes in the corridor, my eyelashes are half drooping.Staring at the soup cup on the small table in the carriage, there was a small round hole in the lid, and white smoke was coming out.With a thought, he stretched out his hand to take a sip, which warmed his stomach and made him feel warm all over.Probably when he saw her standing in the snow for a long time, he was afraid that her cold air would enter her body, so he ordered someone to prepare hot soup and a hand stove.

Looking at him, in the dim carriage, he was weaving something with bamboo thread and bamboo pieces, with a serious expression, and there was nothing wrong with it.A few strands of hair drooped from the temples, and Shen Qinglan stretched out her hand to pin it behind his ear.His fingertips touched his cheek, and he felt his fingers pause slightly.He couldn't help jokingly said: "The scenery of Xiao's mansion is unique, do you have to walk around? It would be a pity if you haven't seen it before."

Qi Jingfeng was knitting gadgets as if nothing had happened, but when he heard her words, he paused and continued knitting, but he couldn't concentrate and made a few wrong steps.He simply threw it on the small table and wiped his fingers.Looking at her fixedly, her willow eyebrows are swept away, her phoenix eyes are shining with a narrow smile, and the red lips under her delicate and small nose are as pink and tender as peach blossoms.

His eyes dimmed, his eyes fell on her finger that was still touching her cheek, he turned his head slightly, his thin lips slightly opened to bite her finger, with a little force, and then let go in the next instant.

Shen Qinglan giggled coquettishly at the warm and humid touch, with a slight itchiness.

Suddenly, a shadow was shrouded in front of his eyes, and he had no time to react.The slightly parted red lips were held by him.

Qi Jingfeng took a piece of her lips, sucked her sweetness lightly, put his cool hand on her waist, took off the bright red cloak calmly, and hugged her even tighter, without any gap between him and him paste together.

Shen Qinglan was slightly taken aback, and looked at him stupidly with rippling eyebrows.Her lips and tongue were tingling, seeing his frown dissatisfied, she climbed up to his neck with a smile, raised her head, and catered to him, tender and lingering.

It wasn't until the air in her lungs seemed to be emptied that Qi Jingfeng reluctantly let go, and a delicate kiss fell on her eyebrows and eyes, and the white and soft earlobes slid down to her neck.He murmured: "What did he tell you?" He let go of her, stared at her with clear eyes, and put on a mink cloak for her.

Shen Qinglan didn't expect that he would care, she paused, her eyes rolled, and she opened her lips to say something.But was stopped by Qi Jingfeng: "No need." Holding the soup cup on the small table, he scooped up a spoonful and fed it to her: "I put a little sliced ​​ginger, bear with it."

Shen Qinglan frowned, it was hot and slightly spicy.When he didn't speak, he didn't feel it.Now that I say it, it is a bit unbearable.Can't help but sigh, really spoiled by him.A little bit of grievance and suffering is unbearable and unbearable.

Thinking of how he stopped her just now, he smiled, as long as he believed her.After drinking a cup of soup, the carriage stopped slowly.Lu Shan opened the curtain and helped Shen Qinglan get off the carriage.A gust of cold wind hit, the eyelashes trembled slightly, half-closed his eyes, looking at the sky like fluttering snowflakes, he seemed to feel the man's warm breath faintly lingering around his ears, burning hot.

(End of this chapter)