Remarried prosperous concubine

Chapter 344 The First Counterattack (5)
Ling Xiaoxiao didn't get annoyed anymore, she smiled slightly, grabbed his hand that was touching her cheek, and then he held it back gently: "Feng Yang!"

"Yeah!" Feng Yang responded lightly, looked at her carefully, came over for a while, then lowered his head slowly, only this time, his kiss didn't have the slightest lust, only full of pity, a dry and tender kiss. A warm kiss landed on her forehead, Ling Xiaoxiao gently closed her eyes, feeling with her heart the gradual tightening of his arms.

Feng Yang hugged Ling Xiaoxiao and shook it gently, as if Ling Xiaoxiao in his hands was like a delicate baby, a treasure he would protect all his life.

The afternoon sun was warm and soft, Ling Xiaoxiao and Feng Yang didn't speak, the room was silent, only the warmth and enthusiasm of the room remained...

When he was in deep love, Feng Yang's eyes darkened again, and his warm lips fell heavily on Ling Xiaoxiao's lips again, Ling Xiaoxiao's brain became hot, and he danced to his rhythm again, In a daze, he suddenly heard a cough from the outer room.

Yes, like a dream!

Ling Xiaoxiao blushed, and immediately broke free, Rumeng and the others were still outside, she actually...

She cast a glance at Feng Yang, while tidying herself up, she complained in a low voice: "You are always like this..." It makes people involuntarily addicted!
In fact, Rumeng really didn't want to make this cough, but the things outside really forced her to make a sound.

When Ling Xiaoxiao called her in delicately: "What's the matter?" Ling Xiaoxiao knew that the girls around her were winking and it wasn't a big deal, so naturally they wouldn't be so careless.

"Ma'am, the young master and young lady are here to say hello!"

Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned, and then remembered that the young master and young miss should be the ones who stayed behind Feng Yang: Ling Xiaoxiao knew that it only took about half a year for that person to enter the door, and the fragrance disappeared in seven and a half months Yes, the premature birth left behind such a pair of twins.

Ling Xiaoxiao woke up from her tenderness at this time, and pulled her lips with a wry smile: She actually followed in Zhu's footsteps.

I hope these two children will not be too difficult to deal with. To be honest, she still has a lot of resistance to being someone else's stepmother.

Ling Xiaoxiao thought that she became someone's stepmother so inexplicably, and she still felt a little grudged, but she felt a little better when she thought that Feng Yang was also Baobao and Beibei's stepfather: Hmm...she admitted, Her temper is really not willing to suffer at all.

Ruyi took a white chrysanthemum-patterned padded jacket and a lavender pleated Ruyi moon skirt. Ling Xiaoxiao looked at it and put it on with satisfaction. Ruyu helped her tie up a simple bun and inserted a hosta. It looks simple and generous.

Ling Xiao took small steps out, but did not see the gloom in Feng Yang's eyes.

Several gorgeously dressed girls were waiting in the main room with their two children. When they saw Ling Xiaoxiao approaching, they immediately stood up straight. Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the two children who were almost identical. Good-looking, similar to Feng Yang in eyebrows and eyes, wearing silk and satin, but Ling Xiaoxiao was surprised that the boy should be called Tian'er, but was hugged by a woman suspected of being a nanny, This seems unreasonable: although the Feng family is still a bit coddled, they don't think it is reasonable to be hugged in their arms at the age of five. Then there is only one reason...the child has a leg problem.

And the other one, dressed in a light red dress, stood proudly, with a somewhat unwilling expression on his face.

However, compared to these two children, the woman standing next to them also caught Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes: a dark green cloak embroidered with pink hibiscus flowers, against her skin as white as snow. Delicate and tender, with a pair of eyes shining like jewels, with an extraordinary appearance, a smile on the corner of the mouth, and spring in the eyebrows, like a peony in full bloom, the beauty is full of charming laziness, Ling Xiaoxiao is slightly underestimated. Lost, looks really good.

However, the woman's beauty is not the key to Ling Xiaoxiao's loss of consciousness, the key is that the woman's expression is three points similar to him.

Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes shrank, she just looked at him gently, and didn't speak.

But after Feng Yang came in, the girl in red said indifferently: "Mo'er, why are you standing there looking at me, why don't you hurry up and salute your mother."

Then he stretched out his arms to hug Tian'er, and put him on the carved sandalwood chair beside him: "Just sit and salute your mother!"

Mo'er frowned slightly, raised her head, and stared at Ling Xiaoxiao disdainfully, the nanny behind her reminded uncomfortably, "Miss, hurry up and salute Madam."

Tian'er said in a childish voice, "Greetings to mother!"

Ling Xiaoxiao stepped forward and touched Tian'er's head: "How old are you?"

"Five years old."

Seeing that Ling Xiaoxiao didn't seem to see her, Mo'er's face turned red, and the fairy-like woman behind her pushed her again, Mo'er came forward slowly, bent her knees slightly, and said quickly : "Mother's greetings!"

Ling Xiaoxiao turned her head, smiled gently, nodded, and talked patiently with Tian'er again.

It was that fairy, who stretched out his hand to caress Mo'er's head, and then called out with an extremely mournful expression: "Brother-in-law!"

Feng Yang replied faintly: "En!" But his expression was a little dazed, staring at the fairy beauty that day, a faint light flashed in his eyes, but Ling Xiaoxiao's face turned pale: Feng Yang's expression wrong.

That fairy-like beauty blushed, but her voice was full of surprise: "Tian'er, Mo'er...why don't you greet father..."

This tone, why doesn't it sound right, it doesn't sound like what my sister-in-law said, but it looks like what my wife reunited after a long time said, Ling Xiaoxiao felt uncomfortable like a thorn in her heart when she heard it.

Hearing Tian'er and Mo'er greet Feng Yang briskly, it seems that this aunt holds a lot of weight in the hearts of these two children.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the appearance of the family in front of her, Feng Yang frowned slightly, she was less serious than before, and patiently coaxed the two children non-stop, and that fairy-like aunt was even more versatile, from time to time She answered He Fengyang, her genuine wife has no place to stand, what is this called?
Ling Xiaoxiao's gaze on Feng Yang gradually sank, her shoulders drooping slightly.

(End of this chapter)