Xu Xuzhi

Chapter 16

It has been almost a month since the last time Xinqiting parted ways. During this time, Feng Jiu stayed put and Ning Zheng was very peaceful.

During this period, Bao Buqu, who came back from Tianjin, met Feng Jiu once. This time the meeting did not take much effort. The two talked for a long time calmly. The repulsion, said a lot of heartfelt heart.

After coming out of Fengjiu, Bao Buqu went to find Ning Zheng again, because Ning Zheng was very difficult to meet, so he waited for Ning Zheng who had returned from training in Ejina after a few days, as for the two former close friends. What was discussed is not known.Zhi Changsheng only knew that when the two of them came out of the teahouse where they met, even though the dusk was deep, they could still see that they were all dead, which was very disrespectful; Angrily, he turned his head and walked in the opposite direction. He saw the young master going in the wrong direction at the door of the teahouse, but he didn't dare to say hello. If many masters strode forward with indomitable momentum, it would be a joke...

However, the Ning and Tang families have not been idle during this period. The various procedures of the engagement have been completed. It has become a common practice to send gifts to each other's parents on behalf of their masters on various festivals. The marriage of the two has also begun to be put on the agenda. It will be in June or July of next year. By then, Feng Jiu will be 17 years old. It is said that some time-consuming and labor-intensive furniture and furnishings for the newlyweds have been carefully prepared by the Ning Mansion, and Feng Jiu will inevitably become anxious.

At the beginning of Fengjiu, he read the newspapers and noticed that the Ning Army had established an aviation department and was preparing to build a Northeast Aviation School. Elites were sent to France and the United States for training.The brothers and sisters in the family were all excited when they mentioned flying a plane, and even a cousin signed up for one of the Flying Leopards despite the obstruction of his elders.

As the principal of the flight school, Ning Zheng managed to complete [-] hours of flight training in spite of his lack of skills. His high flying skills won the admiration of many colleagues.

At the time, Feng Jiu felt that, in all fairness, such a young commander of the Ning Army was indeed remarkable—with enthusiasm, ideas, and ability to put them into practice, he was a hero.

But she, Tang Fengjiu, doesn't like heroes.

However, looking back now, Feng Jiu also realized one thing, that is, although the old man is domineering, and on the surface he is also very strict with his only son-in-law, in fact, he is basically obedient to him.

Not to mention anything else, but how much military expenditure would it take to equip this flying team?Although the old man was considered the richest among the dozen or so warlords with names and surnames in China at that time, he bought more than a hundred planes in one go, plus training airport personnel and preparing for the construction of schools, several hundred Thousands of silver dollars were thrown in just like that, not to mention that such a move of burning money was just the beginning.

The old handsome came from a bitter background, and he didn't understand these foreign things, and anyone could see that these actions started when Ning Zheng joined the army.

What does this mean?It shows that they are engaged, and the mastermind is not the old man, but Ning Zheng himself. When Feng Jiu thought about it, his heart sank again.However, although his motives are unpredictable, Feng Jiu is still very excited to find the source of the problem. Then, the limited power should be concentrated in one place and focus on attacking the mastermind.

From then on, Fengjiu and Melanie, two little girls with little love experience, got together whenever they had nothing to do, or made phone calls for a long time, discussing and discussing. It was easy to say the reason, but Feng Jiu asked anxiously: "Do you think Ning Zheng can accept such a reason?"

Melanie thought for a while: "If I were me, I would definitely not be able to marry such a daughter-in-law who actually found herself out." Melanie said swearingly that any man with a little self-respect would not be able to stand it.Feng Jiu recalled that although Ning Zheng always showed a humble and gentlemanly appearance, he was actually extremely arrogant in his bones. Ning Hongsi also said this, so his self-esteem should be stronger.

Suddenly Feng Jiu was full of anticipation for meeting Ning Zheng again.

Second chances come quickly.

Ning Zheng, who was so busy these days that people suspected that he had vanished, suddenly called Feng Jiu himself and asked her to meet at the Daguanyuan Tea House. The voice on the phone was gentle and gentle, and it was impossible to tell that he was a rascal who would take advantage of women.

Feng Jiu despised him for a long time, but he readily agreed with his lips.

Feng Jiu had been waiting early in the private room called "Tingsong Pavilion" on the second floor of the tea house. This is the largest and best Qing tea house in the Beishi market area. Unlike the "Flower Tea House", it only sells tea and refreshments, and there are no entertainers performing , Generally, it is a place for businessmen to discuss business, or for friends to chat.

Feng Jiuben likes to go to flower teahouses, and she can listen to storytelling or cross talk by the way. Her favorite storytelling is Zou Fuyuan. Feng Jiu often sits in the first row, watching Mr. Zou, who is not good-looking, sitting on a table covered with red cloth. Behind the small square table, we talk with palms together, without any other preparations, "pretending to be myself", it's like a big show, Feng Jiu's favorite is "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" - she didn't care too much about the Three Kingdoms Interesting, but since listening to Mr. Zou's storytelling, she has to listen to it anyway, and she can pick up any part of it; Feng Jiu herself also performed storytelling at school, with a crisp and clear voice, and she mastered the delays and delays very well. The "Jane Eyre" storytelling won the first prize at the last drama festival proved this point; there is also Xi Xingsheng's cross talk, which has been performed for a long time.

But this time it's about retiring the engagement, so naturally it's better to be in a quiet place.

The last time I went into battle in a hurry, the effect was not ideal; these days, she and Melanie have switched offense and defense. Mr. Ning, who robbed the people's daughter, fell off the horse.

In addition, because I can't imagine how bad a hypocrite's rogue behavior can be, so much so that he was able to take advantage of the loopholes in his own home last time. She wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, so this time she also encouraged the dog-headed military strategist Melanie who knew the inside story, to see how Ning Zheng would have the nerve to attack again.

Fengjiu and Meilan exchange words from time to time, feeling that everything is ready, and only Ning Zheng is owed.She looked at the small Swiss gold watch on her wrist. It was still 10 minutes away.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Ning Zheng, who was wearing a well-tailored white suit, came in. He took off the Panama hat on his head, revealing a slightly dark face. It seemed that the rumors were true, indeed. He often sits in the cockpit and receives the baptism of the sun at high altitude, but Feng Jiu has to admit that he is still as beautiful as a painting - it shows how superficial it is to only look at people's appearance.

Ning Zheng raised his eyes and saw that there was another girl besides Feng Jiu. He couldn't help but pause for a moment—in fact, Melanie had met Ning Zheng at the last drama festival, and Ning Zheng even gave Melanie an award. But obviously, Ning Zheng didn't remember Melanie's appearance either.

Feng Jiu found out, and when he made an appointment with Ning Zheng, he always picked the right time, never too late, and never arrived too early like himself.

Feng Jiu glanced at the unpromising Melanie next to her, and squeezed her waist hard with his hands.Melanie's obsessive look at the sight of the handsome man finally disappeared, resisting the pain, and finally maintained the same indifferent facial expression as Feng Jiu.

Very good, this is decent, Feng Jiu nodded secretly, just as he was about to open his mouth, he found another person coming in behind Ning Zheng, handsome and handsome, about the same stature as Ning Zheng, but it seemed that he didn't like to smile naturally, and his face was cold and hard.

Feng Jiu didn't expect that he brought other people with him, so in order for the next thing to go smoothly, she had no choice but to greet Ning Zheng first, and then said hurriedly: "Mr. Ning, can you please invite the people you brought out?"

Ning Zheng bent his lips and smiled, "What about your friend?"

When Wu Meilan saw the handsome Ning Zheng and the young man behind him, she didn't know who to look at first. Although Ning Zheng in front was like an orchid and a jade tree, the man behind him was no different, like poplars in winter. She couldn't help smiling at the two of them, but Feng Jiu had already entered the state of preparation for battle, so she didn't want to cause trouble.

"She's different." Feng Jiu grabbed Melanie by the arm.

Ning Zheng smiled: "Understood, it was the last time. Song Ling," he ordered the young man who followed him, "Take this young lady out."

"Yes." The man who was as straight as a poplar stepped forward a few steps, and gestured "please" to Melanie.

Melanie turned her head to look at Feng Jiu, she didn't move, Ning Zheng, who was opposite, watched Feng Jiu's long black eyebrows raised up, and just about to get angry, he smiled and went to hold Feng Jiu's shoulders with both hands , "Come on, sit down, we haven't seen each other for a while, we should have a good chat."

Ning Zheng looked at the calm and calm wind, but the strength in his hands made Feng Jiu involuntarily walk backwards, and was pressed on the chair within a few steps, Ning Zheng also took advantage of the situation and sat down opposite her.Only then did she have the time to look for Melanie with her eyes, only to find that Melanie and the young man were nowhere to be seen, dragged away somewhere, and the door was closed tightly.

Feng Jiu couldn't help being frustrated, this helper was folded before he even started playing, he really didn't succeed, even though he, the coach, couldn't protect himself now, but at least he had to finish the things he had planned for a long time.

"Come on, what's new this time?" Ning Zheng sat down leisurely, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and said disgustedly: "It's a bit cold."

Feng Jiu kept silent, walked over to take the teacup, poured the tea that was just right into the sea of ​​tea beside him, and poured a cup of hot tea that was warming in the soup woman next to him.

Ning Zheng picked up the teacup and looked at it carefully: "The color of the tea soup is no longer clear enough, should we..."

Feng Jiu had just returned to the seat opposite him and sat down, and now he couldn't bear it anymore. He wanted to fight the case but was afraid of making too much noise, so he lowered his voice and shouted: "Ning Zheng, don't go too far! Be serious!"

Ning Zheng immediately turned his sideways body around, his face full of sincerity: "I am very serious, very serious, I will listen to everything you have to say."

Across five or six tearooms in "Tingsong Pavilion", Melanie and Ji Songling were at the two ends of a long and slender coffee table. , Melanie stuck her elbows on the opposite side, staring at him without blinking.

"My name is Wu Meilan, may I ask your surname?" Melanie's sweet and soft voice made Ji Songling on the opposite side feel a little uncomfortable, she slightly raised her head, took a look at Melanie, and said nothing.

"I heard Mr. Ning call you 'Songling', don't you say it? Then I will take your surname as 'Pu', I said Mr. Pu..."

Ji Songling didn't expect the girl opposite to be so mischievous, so she cleared her throat slightly and said, "My surname is 'Ji'."

"It's such an auspicious name, it's so sweet and artistic." Melanie praised it familiarly.Ji Songling wondered what kind of job the young marshal gave him, it was really unbearable, and he had to spend time with this little doll with round eyes and round face.

"Then, are you Gui Geng? Did you graduate from the martial arts hall? Are you married?"

Ji Songling: "..." He was a little annoyed, why was this girl so interested in his private affairs when they first met?Do you also know what a woman should be reserved?
He is four years older than Ning Zheng, and he was Ning Zheng's tactical instructor when he entered Fengtian Dongbei Lecture Hall to study military courses a while ago. The two hit it off right away. He was cold, but somehow his irritation dissipated when he looked up and met Melanie's lacquered eyes.

In the "Tingsong Pavilion" here, Feng Jiu is facing Ning Zheng directly. Although he has a straight face, Feng Jiu always feels that there is a smile hidden deep in his dark eyes. Take a breath: "Mr. Ning, the husband I'm looking for should be a clean person both physically and mentally. This is my basic requirement. Excuse me, are you?"

Ning Zheng was taken aback, and sat up slightly. Feng Jiu felt that the smile in his eyes just now had been slowly retracted. This kind of Ning Zheng was really "serious", and she couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"What do you mean by this? I don't quite understand, can you be more clear?" His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone, showing a kind of consideration.

But what kindness is this?Feng Jiu glared at him angrily, it turns out that if a man is considerate, it is purely because he wants to be considerate.

"It's just..." Although Fengjiu was straightforward, discussing such a private aspect of personal life with a man, although he had practiced many times, he was still unavoidably uncomfortable and nervous.

"What?" Ning Zheng stared at Feng Jiu's cheeks that suddenly turned red, and her hands were also clasped together, slowly exerting force on each other, until they turned white.

"That's right, you're not in the room, are you?"

Ning Zheng almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

Heh, the sixth miss of the Tang family is really bold.

"So what?" The playful meaning in Ning Zheng's voice disappeared, replaced by a faint sense of alienation, he picked up the teapot, wanted to drink a cup of tea, paused again, and suddenly yelled loudly ,"waiter!"

The waiter who had been waiting outside opened the door and entered.

"Bring a jug of wine, Old Longkou."

... The waiter hesitated for a moment, then bowed his head and went.

Going to the teahouse to drink is just looking for trouble, but the teahouse will definitely have some wine in case some businessmen have a good business deal and want to drink to cheer up; Laolongkou is a famous old wine in Fengtian, and many people in Fengtian like it.

Feng Jiu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and said: "It's only noon now, and you drink such strong wine?"

"Continue." The waiter quickly brought a small white porcelain bottle of hot wine, Ning Zheng waved his hand to let him back down, and began to drink for himself.

Feng Jiu looked at him with a calm and gentle expression, but she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart and closed her mouth.

"This wine is brewed with well water from Longtan Well and old sorghum from Fengtian. It's sweet and rich, sweet and refreshing. Would you like to try it?"

...I'm a ghost.

There is no arrow to turn back when you open the bow. Since such a shameful word has already started, it cannot be done in vain.

"Just now, you must have heard what I asked you. You see, you are not bad, but I have always had such expectations for my future husband, and you, on this most basic point, are no longer what I want— —I have evidence, I know that your private life before was not clean, it could even be said to be...corrupt, so..."

In order to avoid embarrassment, Feng Jiu faced the door and kept reciting words without interruption. Suddenly, a swift body leaned over and squeezed into Feng Jiu's rose armchair. Feng Jiu was dumbfounded——Ning Zheng Why is it here, she hasn't finished playing yet, so many days of painstaking efforts cannot be wasted, but the most urgent thing is to stand up quickly...

He had a lot of ideas but couldn't implement them, Ning Zheng stretched out his hand and pulled her down, Feng Jiu fell heavily back on the chair.

"Yes, I'm not in the room for a long time...Miss Tang is very interested in my intercourse? Do you also want to know how old I lost my childish body? Let me think about it, it should be..."

When he heard him say "Miss Tang", Feng Jiu had already started to move out calmly, but he stretched out his hand to stop her before moving an inch, and wrapped her into his arms.

Before she had time to get out, she heard his unbearable words, and hurriedly yelled: "Shut up! Who wants to listen to your nasty things?! Let me go!"

Ning Zheng remained motionless, smiling at the blushing face only an inch away, like a lion cub baring its teeth and claws, he let her sharp nails grab his arm vigorously, not long after he could feel it through his clothes. There was a sharp pain.

He didn't take it seriously, but felt very happy, still hugging her tightly, clinging to her fragrant body.

Until a stronger pain came, he lowered his head, amusingly found that Feng Jiu was biting his wrist around her shoulder with his head tilted, biting so hard, shaking his head left and right, that his head was shaking. Shaking.

"Don't your teeth hurt?"

His tone was gentle, but the strength of his hand was not gentle at all. He pinched her cheeks violently, and forcibly pulled her mouth out of his wrist.

Feng Jiu opened his mouth helplessly and couldn't close it. On the snow-white glutinous rice teeth, there were traces of blood, and he didn't know whether it was Ning Zheng's, or the blood from biting his own teeth on such a hard bone.

Feng Jiu's eyes were burning, and he glared at him bitterly.

Ning Zheng laughed: "You don't want to know, but I also want to tell you that I lost my virginity at the age of 16, and the other party was a cousin named 'Company Commander', she was very beautiful and coquettish..."

Feng Jiu's eyes widened suddenly, filled with horror—is she stupid to want to hear such a secret?

According to the news she got from Ning Hongsi, the rumored partners were all courtesans, movie stars and the like, how could there be such...

She subconsciously covered her ears with her hands.

The smiling Ning Zheng is really scary, Feng Jiu regrets today's attempt very much, she and Melanie completely miscalculated the situation, Feng Jiu's greatest wish now is to leave this place immediately.

How could Ning Zheng make her wish?He forcefully pulled her hands off, and asked her to listen carefully to the secret he never revealed to outsiders.

"Guess that she is a woman, how could she be nicknamed 'Company Commander'?... I have since discovered that there are such things as 'women' in the world. Being coquettish, she likes beautiful clothes, gold, precious stones and - money, is easy to satisfy, easy to seduce, and very - vulgar."

As a pioneer feminist who has well accepted the idea of ​​equality between men and women in school, if she heard such words on other occasions, it would be strange if Feng Jiu didn't tear him apart on the spot; but now, she doesn't think it's such a mistake Recognition required her to debate and correct—after all, who wants to reason with someone who is in a rage?Obviously, such a topic has caused her to unintentionally poke Ning Zheng's hornet's nest.

"...Some women are indeed like this..." Feng Jiu said perfunctorily, wishing to laugh, "Ning Zheng, I think I have to leave now, we all need to calm down, and we can talk about it next time we have a chance."

"Why wait for the next time? After talking so deeply, my wrist is bleeding," he looked down at the blood-stained wrist, "Why don't you have a good talk once? What else do you want to know about me?" matter? I must know everything and say it, say it, everything..."

Ning Zheng looked at Feng Jiu with lingering eyes, Feng Jiu's heart was cold, and he secretly complained.

She took a deep breath: "Well, let's have a good talk, talk thoroughly...Brother Ning, you see, it's uncomfortable for us to sit so crowded, why don't you go back and sit down, and we'll talk slowly."

"Not good." Ning Zheng didn't seem to hear Feng Jiu flatteringly changed his address from "Mr. Ning" to "Brother Ning", and gently rejected Feng Jiu's proposal, and hugged Feng Jiu and placed him on his own. "This posture is the most suitable and comfortable."

A filthy bastard!

Feng Jiu roared in her heart, but she didn't show it on the surface, she really didn't dare to provoke him anymore.

She twisted uneasily, only to hear Ning Zheng grunt, and then, something under her buttocks was gradually becoming hard and swollen, Feng Jiu couldn't help but froze.

Ning Zheng said in a low voice: "You just sit still and don't move... Let's have a good talk and drink."

At Tongze Girls’ School, the wise principal was afraid that the female students would suffer because of their ignorance, so he specially invited a female doctor from Fengtian Hospital to give them a physiology and hygiene class. more dangerous.

"Try this wine, it's really better than many foreign wines." Ning Zheng leaned over and took the white porcelain bottle and wine glass on the other side of the coffee table, and poured another glass.

Feng Jiu: "...I don't..." Ning Zheng raised the wine cup in his right hand to her mouth, and pinched her cheeks with his left hand, forcing her to open her mouth slightly. The wine was poured in.

Feng Jiu felt hot and spicy in his throat and stomach, and then coughed like a machine gun.

Ning Zheng looked at her with a smile, still holding her tightly with one hand, and gently stroking her back with the other.

Feng Jiu had only drank fruit wine since she was a child, and it was always sweet and light. Where did she touch this kind of strong wine like a burning knife, which made people dizzy and heartbeat faster.

Ning Zheng poured himself another glass of wine, raised his neck and put it in his mouth, but didn't swallow it.

Seeing that Feng Jiu had recovered, he stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, lowered his head suddenly, and tightly covered her lips with his mouth, and poured the hot old dragon's mouth into it again.

Feng Jiu didn't expect that Ning Zheng would use his old tricks again, and he was completely caught off guard. He couldn't believe that such a bad thing was done by this soldier known as the young marshal.She stared at her big eyes in disbelief, and quickly stretched out her tongue to resist, but it was impossible, but she was caught by a strong tongue hook, licking and sucking, so that she thought that her tongue could not be protected, the root of her tongue Then the pain was severe, and it was like the horrible feeling last time, as if it was going to be uprooted, and there was nothing else to do, after just a few breaths, the throat was already weak, and I could only "gumble" a few times, Passively drank it again.

Now Fengjiu only has the eyeballs left to move, she leaned softly in Ning Zheng's arms, her eyes were choked up by two cups of strong wine, her lips were fresh and moist, and her cheeks were blush , a piece of hibiscus noodles that was calm and rational beyond his age on purpose, has now transformed into a childish and cute like Wuxi Da Fu.

Ning Zheng sucked her red lips heavily again, and said in a low voice: "It's really audacious...Little girl, even if you have nine lives, it's not enough for you to be so rambunctious."

He put Feng Jiuping on the short couch next to the wall, opened the door and went out and whispered a few words to the waiter, then came back and sat beside Feng Jiu, folded his arms, and watched her silently: Feng Jiu Eyes blurred, obviously very drunk.

After a few minutes, the waiter knocked on the door and opened it wide. He covered Feng Jiu with the pocket of the suit he took off just now, and carried her across the arms and walked out.

He also stopped by the waiter just now and told Ji Songling who had been drinking tea for a long time in another tea room to take Wu Meilan home.

Under the guidance of the tea room, Ning Zheng walked along the corridor to the back door with Feng Jiu in his arms. Zhi Changsheng had already driven the car here, opened the door and was waiting for him.

"Third Young Master, should we send Miss Tang home first?"

"No, go home." Ning Zheng said casually.Zhi Changsheng hesitated for a moment, and immediately drove away as ordered.

Soon he arrived at the Xijiao Gate of the Marshal's Mansion, which was the closest to Ning Zheng's Xikua Courtyard, and no one else dared to poke his head here, so he carried Feng Jiu straight into his little red building.

When Feng Jiu woke up, he felt dizzy, and his thoughts slowly returned, and then he remembered what Ning Zheng had done.

She beat the bed angrily, and couldn't help being stunned. The touch of her fists was soft and elastic, not at all like the hard bed that her father forced to sleep on for the sake of the children's spine. Only then did she realize that she was not in her own boudoir in Wuling Garden. But a completely strange place.

Shocked, Feng Jiu immediately started playing, and his unclear mind began to analyze: since he is with Ning Zheng, it is impossible for him to be kidnapped, so the current place is probably Ning Zheng's home.

She looked down at the crab-blue Egyptian cotton sheets, two envelope-style pillowcases and goose feather pillows of the same color, and looked up again: a long black military knife with no other decoration was hanging on the bedside. There are models of military planes and warships of various countries' armies on it. Of course, the most obvious one is a set of Ning's stone blue military uniform hanging on the coat rack. Under the bed is a complete piece of snow leopard skin with black spots on a white background. It looks very scary; there are several large wardrobes against the wall, a pot of tree stump bonsai is placed on the coffee table by the window, a few Lingbi stones are scattered among them, a Huangshan pine hangs its roots and claws, and its branches are like bent iron. The feeling of a century.The whole bedroom looks extremely cold, completely masculine.

What audacity!Although it is already the Republic of China, the atmosphere of civil society between men and women has long been unrestrained, but even unmarried couples will not get along in such a private place.

She was just about to get up and get out of bed when the door slammed, and the door next to the bedroom opened, and a gust of water vapor rushed in. The damp breath made people feel a sense of anxiety.

Ning Zheng was wearing a white bathrobe, was going out while wiping his hair with a towel, it looked like he had just come out of the shower.

Just as Feng Jiu sat up and fell down again, he felt his head weighed a thousand catties, unable to maintain his balance like a big-headed doll.

"The capacity for alcohol is really bad, she doesn't look like our Northeast girl at all." Ning Zheng went straight to the bed and sat down, reached out and pinched her feverish red face.

"Why didn't you send me home and brought me here? What's the right way? Ah? What's the right way?!" Feng Jiu was furious and heartbroken, without realizing that he was acting like a very pedantic brother, But because he just woke up, his tongue doesn't work very well, so instead of sounding any sense of deterrence, it seems very funny.

"If you go back like this, your father will definitely scold you, and your elder brother will punish you to stand," Ning Zheng explained unhurriedly, while shaking his hair, like a big goose that just landed on the shore, "I'll take you back when you sober up. I've already called them."

"What did you say?" Feng Jiu got up again regardless of the dizziness, and asked hastily.

"I just said that you are lying on my bed right now." Ning Zheng said nonchalantly.

"..." Ning Zheng waited for Feng Jiu to lose his temper, but he didn't.

Feng Jiu was not fooled, but Ning Zheng teased her again, so she just stared at him unkindly.

"Smart again." Ning Zheng praised, and pulled her hair again.Feng Jiu simply closed his eyes and ignored her.

"I said you and your classmates were still listening to the opera, and I ran into them, and it took a while to leave. I'll stay with you, it won't be too late."

Feng Jiu didn't appreciate it, if it wasn't for the two cups of strong wine that made her lose her mind, would she still have to prevaricate the family?

There was no sound for a long time, Feng Jiu opened his eyes and saw that Ning Zheng's face had appeared in front of her at some point, because it was magnified several times, it looked different from the past, it was very strange, and she shivered all over.

Ning Zheng looked at the blushing Feng Jiu, his gaze slowly covered her whole body, as long as he thought of this charming and charming woman, she was lying in her room, on her bed...

He lowered his head and kissed again, Fengjiu stretched out his hand and grabbed at random, unable to bear the heavy pressure from his lips, Ning Zheng's kiss followed her lips to her small ears, and then to her neck...

He jumped up, rushed into the bathroom to take a shower, came out after a while, took a towel, sat next to Fengjiu, and wanted to wipe her face.

Feng Jiu had already sobered up most of his wine, and he had gained some strength. He grabbed the towel and wiped it perfunctorily a few times before getting off to put on his shoes.

Ning Zheng raised his hand to block her, Feng Jiu thought that he would continue what he had just done, so angry and frightened, he stretched out his hand to scratch him.

Ning Zheng hugged her into his arms helplessly, and tightened her arms: "I just thought, you just sobered up, your head must still be dizzy, and I just want to put on your shoes for you."

"Thanks, there's no need." Feng Jiuhu scowled, becoming more and more annoyed with him.

"I kissed and hugged, and counting the previous few times, I don't know how many times I kissed and hugged. If you don't marry me, who else can you marry?" Ning Zheng let her go and sat with his arms folded. On the side, there was some real puzzlement in his eyes.

Fengjiu became furious, and said like a cannonball: "What's the matter? I'm going to get married? What era is it? Besides, what about the marriage? The marriage between you and my eldest sister is nothing? Besides, even if you are married Kissed a few times and hugged a few times - I danced with so many male classmates at school, even hugging should be taken seriously? As for being kissed, I will treat it as being bitten by a dog. Is it okay to be bitten by a dog? My own fault? Do I have to bite back after being bitten by a dog? Why should I punish myself for the dog's fault?"

Ning Zheng's complexion darkened when he heard this, "It turns out that the female students are so enlightened now... Have you forgotten something?" Since this little girl refuses to be soft and tough, and compares herself to a dog, he doesn't mind either. Come up with some despicable means.

It was only then that Feng Jiu remembered that her "fiancé" was not an ordinary person, not an ordinary son of a rich family, nor a son of a scholar who had been a scholar for generations, but a man who was born as a bandit and held absolute authority in his hands.

Seeing that Feng Jiu didn't answer, his tone softened again: "I didn't want to do this, but if you make a fuss again, it's hard to guarantee that I won't settle the old score."

Feng Jiu was slightly unconvinced: "My sister has already left Fengtian and the three eastern provinces, what can you do with her?"

"Do you think she can escape? Why don't you let her try?"

Feng Jiu didn't say a word, she couldn't put her eldest sister's safety at risk just for a moment's pleasure. Although the warlords all over China were arguing and fighting, they were a nest of snakes and rats fighting against the progressive forces. For this reason And the secret connection is certain.

Seeing that Ning Zheng had bent down to pick up her shoes, she could only bear it.

Kneeling down on one knee, Ning Zheng picked up Feng Jiu's black patent leather shoes with pull straps, which are commonly worn by schoolgirls today. He slowly put her on the left shoe first, and then on the right.

Before I put it on, I looked at her small feet in white cotton socks for a long time.Although Fengjiu is tall, her feet are one size smaller than ordinary women. The arches are deep so the insteps are high, like a delicate boat. Fengjiu thinks that Ning Zheng's gaze when she looks at her feet is a Everyone would feel creepy, but if the relationship went further, he would be able to take off her socks on the spot to see enough, and no one could help but think that this is a lunatic with a foot fetish.

Ning Zheng finally put on Fengjiu's shoes, stood up and kissed her on the face contentedly, "Next year will be spring, so we'll marry here, okay?"

Obviously the wedding date is early summer.

Feng Jiu remained silent, she really disliked Ning Zheng's self-assertion.Ning Zheng was not angry, he just helped her to stand up, and opened the closet again, there was actually a row of women's clothes inside, all of them were Chinese-style skirts and gowns in various colors, the colors were soft and elegant, there could be more than twenty pieces, Feng Jiu saw it Frowning: This guy is so dirty, I don't know how many women have slept on the bed I was lying on just now.

She said stiffly, "My clothes are either dirty or a little wrinkled, so I don't need to change them." She walked out.

Ning Zheng's eyes were originally wandering around a row of clothes, he was taken aback when he heard this, he grabbed Feng Jiu who was about to leave, looked down at her frowning brows, and the disdain in her eyes that couldn't be hidden, and scratched amusedly. Scratching her straight nose: "What are you thinking about? My bedroom, but no other women have been here, except my little fiancée; these clothes," he forcefully pulled Feng Jiu to the front of the closet. Ask her to take off a few pieces of clothing at will, "Look, the cloth strip that says when it was made is still there, it's all after we got engaged, I took advantage of business trips to Beiping, Shanghai, and Nanjing in the past few months, and saw If you have a good style, let our Qilizhuang do it." He lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "It's all made according to your size."

Feng Jiu felt a chill, how could he know his size?Is this a skill that can only be mastered after a lot of girlfriend hugs?

He hugged Feng Jiu into his arms from behind, bowed his head and kissed her white neck: "I can't change the absurdity of the past, but since I saw you, I have guarded myself like a jade."

Feng Jiu curled his lips, who cares.

She struggled, "Thank you, I'm willing, then I don't want to change, I'm going home now."

Ning Zheng stared at her deeply, and it took a while before he said: "Then wait for me to change my clothes, and I will take you home."

"No, just lend me Adjutant Zhi and give me a ride."

"……it is good."

After greeting Zhi Changsheng, Feng Jiu got into the car, and sat down in the back row obediently. Zhi Changsheng started the car. Suddenly, Feng Jiu seemed to sense something. She rolled down the window and stretched out her head to the second floor. Looking around: Ning Zheng has changed into a long black gown, and he is leaning lazily by the window, his black and deep eyebrows are so handsome, and the large French window frame painted in dark green just frames him, and there are double curtains hanging beside him. One layer is thick curtains of lead gray velvet, and the other layer is off-white satin tulle curtains, making him look like a very charming Western portrait.

He was crossing his arms, looking down at him condescendingly, Feng Jiu immediately shrank his head and sat upright, so he didn't see the fleeting smile on Ning Zheng's lips, and waited for the car to drive away Afterwards, the flickering light in his eyes never subsided for a moment——

So far, Feng Jiu has talked to him twice, and although he has said so many miscellaneous reasons, he has never mentioned that person...he hides it very deeply.

He walked into the study and shook the phone of the Tang residence: "I'm Ning Zheng, please find Mr. Tang."

Feng Jiu sat in the rickety car and drove home slowly, thinking dejectedly, what is this called, why does it make people so embarrassing every time they meet him?Could it be that the skin-to-skin relationship with him has become the norm?
She casually took out a rose gray muslin veil and covered her face, feeling so depressed that she wanted to cry.

(End of this chapter)