Little Phoenix Loves Her Martial Uncle

"I just want to ask you a question, young master... In the past ten years, has young master ever moved the love between men and women to Ning Lan? Even if... Even if it's just a tiny bit... "

Feng Ning Lan this sentence down, cadence, sincere emotion to, let a person not from tears.

For his sweetheart, desperate to break into the palace, just to ask him a word.

How affectionate a girl she is. Feng Qinghua pulls up the sleeves of the young master and wipes them. But her eyes are not wet at all, so she has to give up.

But the man next to him didn't react. It was really a disaster. Feng Qinghua poked the childe with her elbow: "what did they ask you..."

In the dark, the young master just glared at her, and then stretched out his hand to block her mouth.

What's the matter with her?

The latter is not willing to, this childe sincerely is white to grow a pair of handsome skin bag, really don't understand amorous feelings at all.

I totally forget that I'm still lying in other people's bed. Even if they want to be skinny, they can't afford to be skinny.

He reached out like a prank and pinched the young master.

Just in the middle, the latter suddenly chanted.

Damn, what's this woman doing

The man outside the veil didn't know what was going on inside. He was surprised. He raised his eyes fiercely and said: "Ning Lan knows that your heart must be the same as Ning Lan's. as long as you have a little affection for Ning Lan, Ning Lan is willing to sacrifice today. No matter what kind of confidant you have, Ning Lan only wants to have a place in you, This life is enough... "

With these words, it's time for the two of them to do something. Feng Qinghua, who is in bed, is a little puzzled. It seems that something is wrong!

Just one yarn apart, the female Miaoman's posture is clearly presented in front of her eyes. Seeing that the childe still doesn't want to move, Feng Qinghua peeks out half of her head.

Wow, that posture can only be described as a garden full of spring

The woman slowly takes off her coat and shows her eyebrows. What else is there to do? Feng Qinghua is so absorbed that she is stuffed back into the quilt by the palm of Jin Baizhe's hand.

"Tonight, Ning Lan entrusts all her life to you. I hope you don't give up..." Lianbu moves gently, and Feng Ning Lan is also slowly approaching.

Seeing Miaoman woman's infinite spring, the young master grabbed the clothes on the ground and covered them. He threw a sentence without desire: "Princess Ning Lan, please respect yourself."

"Childe... How can you? How can you..." Feng Ning Lan couldn't believe that he looked at the man who didn't have a trace of emotion in his eyes. He cried a little. How could he not have a trace of heart to her for so many years.

He treated her differently. How could that be?

His eyes touched the exquisite embroidered shoes lying in disorder in front of the couch, which were clearly the things of a lady.

Take another look at the coat on her body. The clothes like cloud silk brocade can't be sincere. The bitter taste spreads all over her body in an instant.

This man, whom she has admired for ten years, is a man whom she does not dare to blaspheme. At the moment, her clothes are messy and other women are lying on her side.

Who can accept this kind of thing?

Two lines of clear tears fall, and Princess Ning Lan can't speak any more. She turns around crying and runs away in a hurry

As the sound of her footsteps faded away, Feng Qinghua came out of the brocade, slightly embarrassed: "she's gone... I..."

It seems that she broke up a couple of lovers by accident just now. It's really sinful!

"I should go too..." as soon as Feng Qinghua arrived at the bedside, she was pulled back by the man behind, gritting her teeth and saying, "there is no coat. Where else do you want to go?"

The previous one just ran out in a mess. If he was going out, it would be better.

Feng Qinghua fell back on the couch and said, "you're OK. Why do you take my clothes to cover her? You can see that something's wrong..."

What's the logic of this person? The young master just looked at her for a while, but he couldn't swear.

Outside the window, the cold wind blew in. After a long time, she was really tired. Feng Qinghua trembled back into the quilt. The former watched him warily: "what are you doing?"

"You don't let me go, of course, I'm sleeping..." the latter said of course, and then he rubbed against the childe.

For the first time, I had such a close contact with a woman. The young master was stiff and said coldly: "don't be so close to me!"

"No!" The more you can't get something, the more possessive it is. Feng Qinghua puts out her arms around his waist: "I'm cold..."

"Let go..." the childe is sincerely by her ring of don't move, have to softly shout a way.

"Qingzhiqingzhi, I'm so cold. If it hadn't been for the long rain, I wouldn't have been cold..." the tone of the latter suddenly became pitiful.

The young master touched her hot skin and frowned slightly. It was really a sign of cold attack. I'm tired of living when I've been sick for such a long time.

"No matter what, Qingzhi, you have to compensate me..." seeing that the former is not exclusive, Feng Qinghua puts her head on his shoulder and sleeps peacefully.

It is clear that she has caused so many troubles to herself. Who should make up for it? Who can say!

The latter was speechless "..."

This situation, this scene, can only say that the young master stalled the matter, still has no way to solve the life event

When you wake up habitually, you are left alone on the couch.

Last night, he had a good night's sleep. Since he came to Fengguo, how long has he not imagined such a peaceful sleep.

She left, the first thought in his mind, a sudden sense of loss,.

Maybe it's because of being in the enemy's country and being on guard all the time. Childe Jin always sleeps very shallow. However, he has no intuition about when she left today.

The only remaining fragrance on the side of the body clearly complained that the woman who came and went without a trace had slept with him.

Out of the darkness came a man in black with a long sword. Gongsheng reminded him, "young master, that old fox of fengyanqing is very cunning. The girl last night was able to go in and out of the palace so freely, and she has advanced martial arts skills. It's hard to guarantee that it's not the informer arranged by the old fox. Young master must not go too close to her!"

It's not common sense for a beautiful woman in white to meet her twice a day. She can come and go freely in the palace of Fengguo, and her martial arts are also profound and unpredictable.

The key point is: every time I meet you, I start to touch you. It's not as simple as I say that love at first sight, which makes the secret guard Asahi, who specially protects you, very dissatisfied.

"With her temperament, it's not like Feng Yanqing's sophistication." Childe sincerely secretly recalled, her every appearance way is always so different, suddenly the corner of the mouth gently up.