Poor Zhao Yujing has passed away from beating his mother. Except for the wet nurse who hugged him when she was young, she has not even been close to her for so many years. At this time, she was tightly entangled by Feng Shisi Niang, and she said with a heart that it is not panic, it is not chaos, it is not anxious, it is not annoyed, and there is no place to rest.

Come to his senses, his face turned into a pig's liver color, and he pushed Feng Shisi Niang who was leaning on him, "Get up! You bastard, get up! Are you a girl's house? Why are you like this..."

The three words "shameless" rolled in the throat. I didn't say it out loud, but just emphasized: "Get up!"

"Go to sleep, I'm sleepy!" Feng Shisi Niang's words were stuffed in his neck, as if muttering.

As he said that, he tightened his arms, and Zhao Yujing's arms were bound to move.

Zhao Yujing struggled hard, and undoubtedly shook the tree. He was immediately angry and glared at her side. Feng Shisi Niang closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, but she didn't receive it.

Zhao Yujing was so angry that his teeth were itchy, but he was helpless. He didn't know what to think, but hatred came up and bit her nose by a bite.

Feng Shisi Niang instantly opened her eyes and looked at him with a look of surprise. After a moment of surprise, she almost burst into laughter.

Zhao Yujingjun's face turned red. What is he doing? He must be crazy!

Feng Shisi Niang raised her chin and bit Zhao Yujing's earlobe a little, and said softly with a salivating face: "I can't bear to bite you."

"You..." Zhao Yujing's heart beat twice, not knowing what to do. His handsome face was as red as if it was broken.

Feng Shisi Niang laughed, "It's okay, it hurts if you bite me, I'm sorry, if you bite me, you'll take another bite?"

Zhao Yujing grinded his upper and lower teeth a few times, and then he turned his face over and did not look at her, but he obviously felt her chest vibrate, which made his whole body vibrate.

Zhao Yujing became more and more angry and looked at the bed and ignored her.

The people around him smiled muffled for a while and gradually disappeared, as if they were asleep. He tried to move, but his whole body was still as if it was tied up.

He was upset and thoughts in his mind. After a long time, he gradually fell asleep when he became sleepy.

He woke up from the heat in the middle of the night, and the people around him burned him like a stove. He tried to gently take her hands and feet down and fall asleep sideways. He was also very tired when he was sleeping in one position for a long time.

As soon as he lay down, Feng Shisi Niang wrapped herself around him, her arms were placed on his waist from behind, making a uniform breathing sound. He didn't know if she was really asleep, so he just ignored her and pushed the quilt down, closed his eyes and continued to fall asleep.

In Luo Mingguang's room, a man and a woman whispered with their necks: "How is your body? Is there anything wrong?"

"I'm worried," Zhao Yan kissed her on the temple. "I'm really fine, don't worry! Remember, no matter when the news of my illness is reported, it's fake. I've always been in good health, so don't worry about me."

Luo Mingguang looked at him sideways, his big eyes shining brightly in the dim light at night, filled with doubts.

Zhao Yan was bewitched and kissed her eyes, "I'm leaving for a while and say goodbye to you."

"Farewell? Where are Brother Yan going?" Luo Mingguang grabbed the material on his chest and said.

"I'll be two months earlier, and I'll come back until the spring is in full bloom." Zhao Yan only talked about his return date, but did not answer her question.

"You wait for me to come back at home. If it is convenient, go with my grandmother. She is very lonely. If you have any difficulties, you can tell my grandmother. The old man is old and has many things to do. It is not harmful to listen to her more."

"Yes!" Luo Mingguang didn't ask. What he planned was a big deal. He didn't want her to worry, so she didn't ask.

"Live to my aunt's house more often. Don't carry it yourself if you have any questions. You need someone to go to the small courtyard of Fuyangju to find someone. I'll leave someone there for you." Zhao Yan continued to explain.

"Fuyangju?" Luo Mingguang looked at him suspiciously.

Zhao Yan kissed her face and smiled and said, "Well, it's my industry. I have a good businessman who helped me earn a lot of money. If you have a tight hand, you can go to Fuyangju's account to pay, and you can use as much as you want."

Luo Mingguang remembered what he wanted to do. To support so many people, he certainly needed a lot of money. How could he do it without income?

She arched into his arms and said in a muffled voice: "Well, I understand, you don't have to worry about me. You also know that I can protect myself, the worst result is just leaving the capital..."

She raised her face and looked at him and smiled, "Then find a place to live and wait for the day you succeed."

Her smile was so bright that she didn't force her at all. She really didn't care whether to leave the capital. That smile warmed his heart, as if bathed in the golden sunshine in spring.

The key is that she said she would wait for the day when he succeeded, and she said she would wait for him! This promise was enough to make him feel excited.

Zhao Yan's heart was thumping, lifting the quilt and crawling in, his arm passed through her neck, lowering his head to hold the soft lips like a flower.

Luo Mingguang tightened the clothes on his chest, took the initiative to cater to it, and slightly opened his lips and allowed him to break in eagerly.

Zhao Yan couldn't control himself as soon as he came into contact with her. Moreover, she acted so hard that she accepted him wholeheartedly, which made his whole body feel like a fire, making his blood boil.

The soft moan she let out was so tempting that he lost all his reason. He had a self-awareness with one hand, and he crawled into her along the hem of his middle clothes and stroked her smooth back.

Luo Mingguang was burned by the temperature on his hands, and his mind suddenly became clear. He struggled to pull his hand, and tried his best to escape with his lips, gasping for breath: "Brother Yan---where are you putting your hands?"

Zhao Yan's passion for the head was slightly lowered, but his big hands were still wandering on her skin, reluctant to take it out. The skin under his hands was so smooth and tender, which made him want more.

He leaned closer to her ear and gasped, "Be good, I'm leaving. It will take a long time to stop and can't meet. Can you touch me?"

Luo Mingguang was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do. He redned his face, grabbed the hand with both hands and pulled it out, and said coquettishly: "Brother Yan----Take it out quickly, don't do this..."

It would be fine if Zhao Yan didn't say this. When he heard her soft and soft voice, his mind blew and broke a string immediately.

As soon as he flipped his body, he pressed the person under his body and blocked his lips. The hand also went up and captured the target without hesitation.

Luo Mingguang's moans were swallowed by him, and his hand kept causing trouble on her body, and wherever he went, burning her skin like a soldering iron.

She was a little panicked. Zhao Yan's enthusiasm made her panicked. His lips and tongue stirred her tongue, and the place where she was rubbed was also painful. However, the pain was sweet for no reason, which made her reluctant to push him away.

Zhao Yan was at the age of strong blood. When facing his beloved, he had no reason at all and could not control himself.
Chapter completed!