Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

Xie Feng dazedly climbed up to Song Jingwen's neckline, pulled for a long time before undoing the wooden button, and muttered unconsciously, "It's really troublesome to make such a boring thing."

Neither a buckle nor a belt, knuckle fingers danced impatiently on his chest.

For some reason, the clothes of the two were scattered all over the floor.Xie Feng bit his lower lip, threw Song Jingwen down fiercely, and his eyes fell on Song Jingwen's body.

His eyes went from being blurred to sober, and he moved his eyes away embarrassedly, and even reached out to cover Song Jingwen's eyes.

"Little ancestor, what's the matter?" Song Jingwen shook Xie Feng's arm, amused to see him lying on his chest suddenly and not moving.

Xie Feng didn't say a word, his whole body seemed to be floating on the sea level, trembling with Song Jingwen's support, his voice was soft and charming.

"It hurts... I got my stomach!" Xie Feng sobbed uncontrollably, his eyes were red and wrapped around Song Jingwen's body, his calf twitched uncontrollably.

Just this sentence made Song Jingwen's eyes red, innocent and seductive, he bit Xie Feng's chin, and said bitterly, "You little fairy came to seduce me on purpose."

Xie Feng shook his head, his fingertips were whitishly grabbing the bed sheet.

Song Jingwen hugged Xie Feng's two legs, wrapped around his buttocks, and said maliciously, "Isn't that what you want to hug? Why are you still shrinking back?"

Xie Feng's crow's eyelashes trembled, and blood spread to his ears, he simply closed his eyes and crawled into the quilt.

Song Jingwen was really bad. Xie Feng kicked him hard, lightly as if scratching an itch, and scolded angrily, "You...why are you not okay? Are you a donkey?"

Getting angry now, Song Jingwen smacked his lips, dragged him out shamelessly, pressed the nape of his neck, "This is your husband's extraordinary talent."

Xie Feng's waist trembled, and it felt like it was scalded by Song Jingwen's hand. He cried hoarsely, "No more..."

But Song Jingwen is a good farmer, he likes to grow strawberries the most.Seeing that Xie Feng was dying, he immediately showed his high quality of being helpful, and continued to cultivate by holding the other party by the waist.

With two big hands lingering on Xie Feng's hip bones, he thought that this piece of land could still be developed, and he was sweating profusely from hoeing.

Xie Feng cried hoarsely, grabbed Song Jingwen's arm with his backhand, and randomly scratched a pile of bloodstains on his back.

Song Jingwen felt distressed when he saw Xie Feng crying, and at the same time he was a little bit bloody, and couldn't help but begging for it over and over again.

Afterwards, Xie Feng lay weakly on the bed, almost fell asleep from exhaustion, and hiccupped in his sleep.

Song Jingwen held his white and slender ankle, tilted his head and kissed him, "Hey, don't sleep, I haven't had a glass of wine yet."

Xie Feng was pulled out of the quilt by him, and the room was warm and bare-chested without feeling cold.

Song Jingwen took a sip of the wine and went to give it to him again, smiled and pressed him into his arms and rubbed him.

After Song Jingwen scrubbed the two of them clean, Xie Feng woke up completely from the wine, poured a handful of water on Song Jingwen's head in shame and annoyance, and grunted and bit his teeth on his heart.

Song Jingwen indulged him to leave marks on his body, after all... Xie Feng's body was no less red and purple than him, and when he took off his clothes, it was as if the two had fought.

Xie Feng tugged at the flesh on his heart, and only let go when he heard Song Jingwen's inhalation.

He suddenly remembered something, and ran out of the bathroom barefoot. Song Jingwen hurriedly put on clothes for him, and proudly hugged him, "I still had the foresight to lay a wool blanket. Otherwise, I will freeze you." feet."

Xie Feng laughed as he buried himself in Song Jingwen's arms, and when he got to the bedside, he jumped down, his legs gave way and he almost fell to his knees.Thinking of the culprit, he glared at Song Jingwen again.

"This is for you." Xie Feng held a bunch of red beans, making his hands whiter.

Song Jingwen took it, turned it over and found that his name was engraved on the inside of the red bean bracelet.There are white marks on the small ones, and something is engraved on each one, probably some blessings.

Song Jingwen stretched out his hand and put it in front of Xie Feng, "Put it on for me, and I won't take it off after bathing."

Seeing that he likes him so much, Xie Feng was also happy in his heart, and immediately forgot the behavior of this person who bullied him just now, and went to put a bracelet on someone in a hurry.

He was obviously too happy, but he still wanted to say, "Red beans can't be soaked in water all the time, you still have to pick them when you take a bath."

Song Jingwen shook his wrist and teased, "Linglong's dice is red beans, do you know the lovesickness in your bones. Little sweet cake, my husband is here, what else do you want to think about?"

Xie Feng turned his back, and the butterfly bone flashed in front of Song Jingwen's eyes, "I miss you, whether you are present or not, I miss you."

Song Jingwen immediately lost his composure, and kissed Xie Feng's neck, back, and waist delicately, kissing him so directly that Xie Feng turned over.

Xie Feng gave him a fixed look, and stepped forward to cover his lips.With a slight hook on the palate, he fled into Song Jingwen's arms, his cheek pressed against his chest, and the tips of his red ears remained motionless.

Song Jingwen laughed, and stopped making trouble with him, wrapped him up tightly and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Jingwen touched the side of the bed contentedly, and woke up suddenly.

What about people?Damn, the daughter-in-law I married yesterday is gone!

Song Jingwen casually stepped on a pair of shoes and went downstairs. Seeing the talent in the kitchen, he let out a sigh of relief, and almost thought last night was just a dream.

Song Jingwen rested his chin on Xie Feng's shoulder, put his hands around Xie Feng's waist, and rubbed against his neck, coquettishly like a big dog, "Why do you get up so early? I didn't serve you well."

"Didn't you buy someone to come back? Someone will cook the food, so you don't need to do it. If you have the time to rest, your waist won't hurt anymore?" Song Jingwen winked at him with raised eyes, meanly.

Xie Feng was a little angry in the morning, and gave Song Jingwen an elbow. No one could calm down when he saw hickey marks all over his body, just... even there was a red mark on his Adam's apple.

Aggrieved, he took out the steamed buns from the pot, pointed at his neck and complained, "How can I go out to meet people like this, I haven't seen my grandparents yet, I'm ashamed."

Song Jingwen thought it was a big deal, and he rubbed the top of Xie Feng's hair nonchalantly, "It's too late for them to be happy, which shows that the relationship between our husband and wife is harmonious."

He squeezed a bun and stuffed it into his mouth, "By the way, grandpa and grandma said there is no hurry to go to their place to say hello. We don't live together, and there are not so many rules. We are all from our own family, so we don't pay attention."

Having said that, Xie Feng still took Song Jingwen to say hello to Mrs. Song and Song Xingping early in the morning.

Shipo Village was also full of noise today. Zha Yushu got Song Jingwen's order to keep the order of the auction tight and guarded the gate meticulously.

Ji Zhou was also tidied up, and reluctantly followed Song Jingwen.At this time, he was also squatting bored at the door, still holding the so-called introduction sheet in his hand, muttering to himself, "Boss Song is really a ghost, if you copy the price, there will be 100 taels for every 50 taels."

Zha Yushu was still calm, leading the guests to go inside, Ji Zhou was collecting invitations at the door, and those who did not have invitations were not allowed to enter.

The term auction is new, and the people who come here only know that there are good things to sell, but they don't understand the specific form.

A piece of cloth was hung in the venue to cover the scene behind, and a high platform was set up in front of the eyes, creating a secret atmosphere.

Dim yellow candles will make people excited, this layout took Song Jingwen a lot of thought.

This side is almost ready, Song Jingwen just came late, holding Xie Feng's hand with a radiant face, this guy behaved more wildly than before, "Everyone can come to the auction, I am very grateful. "

After Song Jingwen finished talking about the scene, he paused, "The rule of the auction is that the highest bidder wins, three times is the purchase."

This form of trading is really unprecedented. He Qianheng raised his legs boldly, squinted his eyes and looked at this young and promising businessman, "It's amazing."

It's hard to tell whether this is good or bad, Cha Jinwu's heart trembled, and he didn't answer.He knows this person's temper, so if he can reduce his sense of presence, don't jump in front of him.

The curtain of the auction was pulled open, and four big men moved out a boxy object and placed it lightly on the high platform.

Song Jingwen pushed aside and showed the whole picture of the square thing in front of everyone, "This is the latest bed developed by 'Xianghuan'. It is soft, comfortable and extremely elastic. Anyone who stays on this bed for a long time can relieve fatigue. At present, I only have this one in my hand. Therefore, the highest bidder wins, and the starting price is 50 taels."

Song Jingwen made up nonsense and didn't make drafts. The best one has already been spread in his and Xie Feng's bedroom, and this is the second finished one.

Although it is not as good as modern rubber beds, it is much better in terms of elasticity than the hard bed boards at this time.

Due to the outdated tools, the rubber bed produced is not pure white, but has an old yellow color.

However, these people don't know what rubber is or not. For a while, no one in the venue asked for a price, and they doubted the practicality of this thing.

Song Jingwen clapped his hands indifferently, and asked Yin Xian to bring Beibei up, "Here, with this bed, there is no need to slap a child on the bed and smash his head."

This scene had obviously been rehearsed many times. Beibei first glanced at Song Jingwen cautiously, and then happily jumped up on the bed after getting his approval.

"You can jump so high, you can see that the bed is like a pudding made a while ago, soft and bouncy."

"It's a good thing, 50 taels, not expensive." Everyone here has money in their pockets, and dozens of taels of silver are the money for a few meals to these wealthy businessmen.

Some people were already excited, Song Jingwen added another fire, and threw a raw egg on the rubber bed, the egg was intact, "Does anyone want to come up and try it? You can try to lie down now."

The people at the bottom couldn't sit still, rushed up to touch it, and rolled over excitedly, "I want it, 51 taels."

"51 two times."

He Qianheng slowly raised the sign, "60 taels."

Song Jingwen glanced at him and announced with a smile, "60 taels."

Soon someone raised the price again, and the rubber bed from 50 taels soared to 100 taels.

Zha Yushu was stunned, Song Jingwen was still as calm as before, and continued to ask if there was a price increase.

He Qianheng made another move, "200 taels."

The 200 taels directly stunned the others, and they didn't dare to raise their cards easily.

This movement frightened Che Jinwu enough, He Qianheng glanced at the magistrate inexplicably, and smiled with the corner of his mouth pulled up.

The county magistrate immediately understood, taking out 200 taels of silver from the private treasury was equivalent to showing filial piety to him, and shiveringly wiped his cold sweat.

He Qianheng just patted the rubber bed when he got it, and stepped on it with no emotion. He rested his chin and looked at the county magistrate, "This year, the number of people who died of freezing in Ningchang Town is the lowest in the country. This bed, I will give it to you." .As a parent and official, I still have to reward him."

There was something in He Qianheng's words, but he didn't intend to say anything more.He put on his cloak slowly and left, leaving the magistrate biting his fingers anxiously.

The author has something to say: Take a vaccination: the prince (He Qianheng) is a crazy critic, there is no guarantee of how crazy...