The Mysterious Wife of the Indifferent Emperor and Young Master

Feng Yuning with wet hair stood at the door, looking at the... postures of the two men on the bed, feeling weird.

On the bed, Zhan Xiaocheng was lying on the bed with his shirt pulled up to his waist. Although there were bruises on his body, his tendons were still very fleshy, ahem, eye-catching.

Moreover, it was coated with medicated oil, and under the light, it turned out to be very sexy.

Then, my elder brother was squatting on the bed, with one foot still on the Zhan Xiaocheng bed, with a lewd, oh no, wretched, no, just a strange smile on his face.

Hearing the words of his own sister, Feng Huaili was almost wronged to death.

He jumped out of bed and couldn't help complaining: "I said I was sleepy and I wanted to go back to my room to rest, but you insisted on asking me to give him medicine, and then you said you needed a massage, so I'll follow your orders, who Knowing that this man is like a piece of paper, he will scream when he touches it."

It's just a screaming chicken!
"Xiao Ning, I was wronged. You can see how much pain I have when you look at the injuries all over my body. In the end, instead of taking it lightly, my brother-in-law seemed to take revenge. He intentionally pinched where it hurts. I am a human being, not a piece of wood. I am in pain! "

Zhan Xiaocheng was aggrieved and said, there is still no stubbornness in the living room just now.

Listening to these two men saying that the public is right and the woman is right, Feng Yuning suddenly felt a headache.

Before she could speak, Feng Huaili had already stuffed Feng Yuning with the medicinal oil in his hand.

"You can figure it out yourself. If you can't, you can find a domestic servant to deal with it. A big man is called like this, really..."

After finishing speaking, Feng Huaili left as if fleeing, only Feng Yuning and Zhan Xiaocheng were left in the room, one standing on the ground and the other lying on the bed, looking at each other.

The lights are bright, and the room exudes a medicinal fragrance, refreshing and refreshing.

After a moment of silence, Zhan Xiaocheng automatically lay down again, and said, "My body still hurts."

still hurts...

Feng Yuning wanted to say, "What do you care about me if it hurts?"

But his mouth moved, and he still stepped forward to sit on the edge of the bed, squeezed the medicated oil on his hands, and rubbed his hands until they were warm, and then applied the massage for Zhan Xiaocheng with moderate force.

"Xiao Ning, I'm sorry."

Lying on the bed, Zhan Xiaocheng buried his face in the pillow, his voice was a little muffled, but Feng Yuning still heard it.

"What are you sorry for? Why do you say that?"

Feng Yuning asked while massaging, with a calm expression.

After a moment of silence, Zhan Xiaocheng said: "In the living room today, I shouldn't be so angry, I know you don't like Wu Yanze, you and him are more of an exchange of interests, and judging from the current situation, my It is indeed not as strong as Wu Yanze."

Speaking of this, the voice of Zhan Xiaocheng was lonely and lonely.

"I'm not qualified to ask you to do anything, but don't push me away, okay? Even if you let me stay by your side silently, I'm willing."

The always proud Zhan Xiaocheng said such humble words, which made Feng Yuning very uncomfortable.

Several times, she wanted to tell the truth, but her lips moved, and she finally said nothing.

"There is no relationship between us. If we really want to talk about relationship, it is the same as Wu Yanze. It is cooperation and it is for our own interests."

Feng Yuning changed her posture and continued to massage Zhan Xiaocheng's arm.

Her palms were soft, the medicated oil was warm and greasy, and it was such a deep night, Zhan Xiaocheng felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, and his heartbeat continued to speed up.

"But if Wu Yanze was injured, would you apply medicated oil to him like this? Would you spend time with him alone in the middle of the night like this?"

War Owl City's voice is hoarse and soft.

"You will, you won't even ask your elder brother to help him, because in your eyes, Wu Yanze is just an ordinary friend, you don't have him in your heart at all, so you don't care about him, but to me..."

Zhan Xiaocheng paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"But to you what?"

Feng Yuning stopped what she was doing, as if she was waiting for Zhan Xiaocheng's next words.

"But you seem to be indifferent to me, but in fact I have always been in your sight. You will go to the hospital to pick me up, and you will support you when I am inconvenient to walk. Even now, because my uncle attacked me It’s too heavy, so you came here on purpose.”

Zhan Xiaocheng turned over and lay down, quietly looking at Feng Yuning, his eyes were full of hot light.

"Bullshit!"

After a while, Feng Yuning said calmly, but her eyes seemed a little flustered.

"The reason why I came here was because you made too much noise. I was afraid of waking up the two children. You are not the only one in this family!"

Hearing this, Zhan Xiaocheng smiled softly.

"Yes, yes, what you said is correct, but what you think in your heart, in fact, you know best, right?"

While talking, he stretched out his hand to hold Feng Yuning's hand.

"Xiao Ning, whether you have amnesia or not, whether you remember me or not, I don't care, as long as I remember, I will tell you later."

His affectionate eyes and affectionate tone made Feng Yuning's back stiff.

After a moment, she shook off his hand and raised her leg to leave.

"I don't think you need a massage. You're in good spirits now, and you'll be fine if you beat yourself up for another day tomorrow."

Zhan Xiaocheng grabbed Feng Yuning's arm.

"Don't go!"

The two looked at each other, looking into the depths of each other's eyes, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

"Xiao Ning, don't go."

Zhan Xiaocheng's tone was gentle, with lingering eyes, his hand holding her arm was clenched a little bit, and the pad of his thumb brushed her skin, making Feng Yuning tremble unknowingly.

For a moment, Feng Yuning suddenly felt that even if Zhan Xiaocheng threw her on the bed now, she would not resist.

She looked at him motionless, waiting for his next words.

Zhan Xiaocheng looked into her eyes affectionately, and said softly: "The medicine is not finished yet!"

After he finished speaking, he pointed to his chest and abdominal muscles, his eyes were sincere and pure.

Feng Yuning, flustered in the wind: "..."

This man is probably poisonous!

"Oh... yes, the medicine is not finished yet!"

With a cold smile, Feng Yuning stared at the medicated oil in her hand and said, "This medicated oil smells very cool."

"Yes, there should be safflower oil in it, which can treat traumatic injuries."

Zhan Xiaocheng also smiled, with a smile in his eyes, waiting for Feng Yuning to continue to massage him with an expectant expression.

Feng Yuning nodded, smelling the medicated oil in her hand, the unique smell of safflower oil rushed over, making her eyes hard to open.

She took a few steps forward and looked down at Zhan Xiao City from a height.

His shirt had been taken off, his belt had been undone, and with a slight pull down, his trousers would be...

"Are you sure you want to massage the front? Maybe, it will be more uncomfortable!"

Zhan Xiaocheng opened his arms in a big character shape.

"Come on, I can bear it!"

Come on baby, fall into my arms!

Feng Yuning showed a sinister smile, she leaned over, and approached Zhan Xiaocheng a little bit, her hand covered with medicated oil was about to press against his chest.

Immediately, under Zhan Xiaocheng's expectant expression, her hand suddenly pressed against his eyes!