Remarried prosperous concubine

Chapter 347 Pity (3)
After taking a bath, Ling Xiaoxiao felt refreshed a lot, and her expression was even gentler than usual. She looked up at the thick twilight gradually rising in the distance, and sighed, "Finally washed a little bit clean!"

When Feng Yang came back, it was almost two o'clock, Ling Xiaoxiao was still lying on the beauty's couch, when she saw Feng Yang came back, she stood up with a smile on her face, and took Feng Yang's cloak with her hand: "Master, have you eaten?" This is considered knowingly asking, because Ling Xiaoxiao could smell the smell of alcohol from Feng Yang when he entered the door.

"Yeah!" Feng Yang looked at Ling Xiaoxiao standing there with a smile on her face, looking at him softly, and her body was obviously the traces of washing, thinking of what Lingli said, she was finally washed clean , His heart ached, and then he thought about what she called him now: Master.

She actually called him Lord when no one was around?
The veins on his forehead twitched, and it took him a while to answer the word.

Ling Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, with a hint of a smile: "Then Xiaoxiao, let the small kitchen serve some sober soup for the master."

Feng Yang frowned and stared at Ling Xiaoxiao's upturned mouth, feeling a little uneasy in his heart for no reason, Ling Xiaoxiao smiled, and gently opened the curtain to go out, Feng Yang listened to her using that In a soft and charming voice, he ordered the maids to prepare hangover soup for him.

After a while, seeing Lingli coming over with white jade soup, Feng Yang's face became even more ugly, and he couldn't help but glance at Ling Xiaoxiao: Did she forget?He said that when the two of them are alone, they don't want a girl to serve them. She obviously agreed, so why...

Feng Yang looked at her with a cold face, but didn't speak, Lingli looked at her fourth master's cold face, how could she dare to stay, and retreated without a trace, but she was a little proud in her heart.

As if Ling Xiaoxiao didn't see Feng Yang's cold face, she continued to say softly: "Master, drink some hangover soup, it's getting late, let's rest!"

Feng Yang's face was slightly calm, he nodded, and Ling Xiaoxiao continued to say with a smile on his face: "My body is a little weak after all, and I want to rest when the time comes, so hurry up!"

Seeing her smiling like a flower and urging him, Feng Yang felt less depressed in his heart, like a lotus flower slowly blooming in his chest, although his face was still tense, but his eyes softened, and he nodded: "You are weak, go to bed and rest. Tomorrow is a big day to return home. If you look haggard, I'm afraid my uncle will look at it and greet me with fists."

Ling Xiaoxiao agreed with a smile in her eyes, but she didn't go to bed first, but stood aside, this situation was in agreement with her, she knew that Feng Yang was a smart person, he wouldn't fail to see that he was different today, he Don't say it, naturally there is a reason for him not to say it, but I have thought clearly, and I will live like this first, guard my heart, and when something really happens, I won't be too embarrassed.

Ling Xiaoxiao is a very realistic person, she won't be able to get out of Fengfu for a while, she still needs the protection of Fengfu, and the water in Fengfu is not shallow, if she tears her face with Fengyang, it's unlucky to suffer But she, besides, she will take the baby and Beibei when she returns home tomorrow, how can she offend her biggest backer in Fengfu: Ling Xiaoxiao still has a little confidence in Fengyang, no matter whether she is Ling Xiaoxiao or not. The only stand-in, the affection of the past two years is still there.

After Feng Yang drank the hangover soup and washed up, the two of them went to bed. Although it was only the second watch, Feng Yang was right. If he came back tomorrow with a haggard face, his brother would blame himself again. Yes, I should go to bed earlier.

Ling Xiao took a rest from the candlestick, touched the edge of Babu's bed by herself, and groped to get on the bed, but where her hand fell, it was smooth and warm, presumably Fengyang's skin.

"It's early, I can't see." This is an apology for his behavior: "Master, you lie down inside." Women in this dynasty usually sleep on the outside of the bed, so that they can get up at night to serve men with tea. At night, she didn't take these things to heart at first, but now that she has made up her mind to be a monk and beat the clock for a day in Feng's house, she will naturally do her best to save herself from talking about it in the future.

"I sleep on the outside, don't fall to the ground if you don't wake up when you sleep." I don't know if it was Ling Xiaoxiao's illusion, but he seemed to be angry when he said these words.

Feng Yang said this, Ling Xiaoxiao still felt warm in his heart, let's not talk about the stand-in matter, it is very comfortable to hear these words, in fact, as long as you don't ask for sincerity, Feng Yang is really A rare good man.

"Thank you for your compassion." The man's kindness, she doesn't have to refuse, besides, she also likes to sleep inside, just like what Feng Yang said, if she sleeps outside, she may really fall on the ground, Time will inevitably become a good talk of the Feng family.

After saying these words, Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes gradually became able to see the scene in the room clearly, and found that Feng Yang was looking at her with a look of disappointment, and her hand was also pressing on Feng Yang's chest, Ling Xiaoxiao She retracted her hand with a smile.

"Master, get up too, make room for me to go in." Although Feng Yang told Ling Xiaoxiao to sleep in the bed, but judging by his appearance, he didn't seem to intend to give way to her, Ling Xiaoxiao also I had no choice but to urge her, the weather in early spring was still quite cold, she was trembling a little standing like this.

Who knew, as soon as she finished speaking, Feng Yang stretched out his hand and pulled her, and she lay all over him.

"Master, what are you doing? Tomorrow, I have to go back home?" Ling Xiaoxiao exclaimed, but after exclaiming, she was a little funny: Is she a little too contrived, at this time, what did she say?

Feng Yang didn't answer, but pulled the quilt with one hand, covered Ling Xiaoxiao, and hugged Ling Xiaoxiao tightly with the other hand: "I don't like you calling me Lord!" His voice was already growling.

"Okay, I won't call you Lord." Ling Xiaoxiao immediately surrendered his armor and surrendered with an attitude of calming things down. That casual attitude made the fire that Feng Yang had been holding back burn up, and Ling Xiaoxiao was crushed by turning over. Down below, tight and tight.

Ling Xiaoxiao had no choice but to lie there, looking at Feng Yang with an innocent expression, their bodies were pressed together with a thin coat in between, Ling Xiaoxiao could naturally feel the fire-like temperature on Feng Yang's body And anger, it seems that they are also going to burn her up.

(End of this chapter)