reverse spirit

Feng Chen was also taken aback for a moment, then glanced at Li Xiruo, then at the old man, then suddenly realized, stretched out his wolf claws to hug Li Xiruo, and said with a hey smile: "Okay, okay, my wife wears this Must be pretty."

Li Xiruo finally came to his senses, opened his eyes wide, looked at the old man for a while, opened his mouth and said, "I'm not a girl..."

Before the old man stopped his work to take a closer look at him, Feng Chen rushed to say: "My wife thinks that she is tall and thin, and doesn't have the charm of a woman, so she always likes to pretend to be a man."

The old man laughed straight away: "Girl, don't think so, it's a good thing to be tall and thin. Look, you look beautiful in this fairy dress."

"Yeah." Feng Chen nodded, and continued to add fuel and vinegar: "And even if you have no breasts or buttocks, I still like you."

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. My old lady has lost all her teeth, and I also think she is pretty."

Li Xiruo pinched Feng Chen's waist secretly, and said: "I'm really a man." Seeing that the old man didn't seem to believe it, he raised his face and let the old man look at his neck: "I have an Adam's apple."

It's a pity that the light here is dim, and the old man's eyesight is not good. Li Xi Ruo's long hair is shawl, and the position of the throat is blocked by the shadow of the hair, so the old man can't see a small Adam's apple at all. On the contrary, it is the posture of raising his face that arouses Feng Chen's animal nature, before everyone could react, Feng Chen suddenly put his arms around the back of Li Xiruo's neck, bent his waist, put his face in front of Li Xiruo's throat, opened his mouth and bit it hard. He licked it incessantly.

All the blood from Li Xiruo rushed to his face, he raised his hand, and slapped it across.

Of course Li Xiruo was reluctant to slap a mosquito, Feng Chen grinned for a while, and then wrapped himself around like a snake, hooking Li Xiruo's chin, wanting to kiss her he.

The people around were dumbfounded.

Li Xi Ruo was so ashamed that he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, he pushed Feng Chen away with all his strength, and walked quickly into the crowd.

While pinching the dough, the old man said slowly: "Little girl has low face, and you don't care about other people's feelings. This is not a decent thing."

Feng Chen turned around and said, "It's okay, he won't be really angry with me." He bent down, looked at the dough that had been kneaded with great interest, looked at it for a while, and said, "Old man, you made a mistake, my wife The chest is flat."

"It's so pretty."

Feng Chen thought for a while, and said seriously: "I think flat is more suitable for him."

So the old man at the stall used a plastic sheet to smooth out the little dough man's chest.

After pinching Li Xiruo, the old man began to pinch Feng Chen again, and said leisurely while pinching, "Young brother is from the Northern Four Kingdoms?"

"Well, Fengguo people."

"Hey, it's hard for us to see people from Fengguo, how long has it been since you left the country, little brother?"

"Three days."

The old man paused for a moment: "The girl lived in Fengguo before?"

"No, he has been leaving the country."

The old man sighed a little: "Then haven't you been separated by two places?"

Feng Chen was quiet for a while, and said: "Well, it was like this before, but it won't happen in the future, I will stay in Liguo forever."

"That's good, that's good." The old man nodded in relief, and while handing over the kneaded dough, he said, "Don't let my daughter be wronged."

Feng Chen smiled and said: "Yeah." He stretched out his hand to meet the person, but when his hand touched the bamboo stick, he suddenly had a new idea, he withdrew his hand, looked at the old man, and said, "Old man, do me a favor."

Li Xiruo walked slowly along the street, stopping for a while to look at the calligraphy and paintings sold by the vendors, and standing by the stalls full of birdcages, teasing the birds in the cages.

While walking, a voice came from behind: "Xi Ruo."

Li Xiruo turned a deaf ear to it.

Feng Chen stretched out his arms, stretched his hands over his shoulders and put them in front of him, holding up the face mask he just kneaded, and said: "Look, this face face is pretty pretty."

Li Xiruo turned his face to the other side and refused to look.

"I asked the old man to re-pin you a dress, it looks good, take a look."

Li Xiruo was a little curious, but he didn't want Feng Chen to succeed so easily, after a moment of fighting between heaven and man in his heart, he forcibly resisted the desire to turn his head, snorted, and ignored Feng Chen.

Feng Chen put his face close to his ear, and whispered: "The clothes can be taken off, if you don't want to look at them, I'll take off the clothes of the masker, and then treat him like this, and then like that. …”

"You are sick!" Li Xiruo couldn't bear it anymore, turned around, grabbed Feng Chen's neck and shook vigorously: "If you dare to do such a nasty thing, believe it or not, I will strangle you to death!"

Feng Chen laughed hahaha, and let Li Xi Ruo pinch his neck, holding the mask with both hands and raised it between the two of them: "If you don't want me to moles him, just look at it."

Li Xiruo glared at him, then looked down at the two small faces.

Although the two villains are made of flour, they are alive and well. Not only their eyebrows and eyes are like their masters, but their expressions are also very similar.

Li Xiruo's mind was not on the villain's face, the hand that was pinching Feng Chen's neck gradually loosened, he looked for a while, raised his head, and looked at Feng Chen blankly.

Feng Chen moved his fingers, and the little noodle man on the previous table started to shake, as if he was dancing.

Both villains wear crowns and costumes, with tea-white tops and navy blue bottoms, with the three chapters of Yi, Shui, and Yun in Rusty Zong, jade belts around their waists, and a lot of small red dough pieces on their clothes. , shaped like coral.

This style is an auspicious dress worn by men who leave the country when they get married.

Feng Chen said with a smile: "The old man originally wanted to make you a green bridal gown, but I told him he was really a man, so he made you dress the same as me."

Li Xiruo opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

Feng Chen smiled all over his face, shaking the face mask that looked similar to him, and said, "Xiao Ruo'er, will I marry you?"

Then she shook the mask that looked like Li Xiruo, raised her voice, and said, "Okay, okay, I want to marry you a long time ago! I want to have many children with you, boys are like you, girls are like me... ..”

Li Xiruo was a little moved at first, but after seeing it, he became more and more speechless, and interrupted him with a wry smile: "How old are you, why are you still so childish?"

Feng Chen didn't refute, and turned the little "Feng Chen" to face Li Xiruo, while he himself looked into Li Xiruo's eyes.

"Xi Ruo, marry me."

Li Xiruo looked at him silently.

Countless people passed by them, and it was very lively when people came and went.

Li Xiruo lowered his eyes, his voice drifted out from his throat, ethereal like a wisp of smoke: "Stop joking."

Feng Chen slowly moved Xiao Feng Chen forward, gradually sticking to Li Xi Ruo's face, as if kissing his face.

"I'm serious."

Li Xiruo turned around, turned his back to him, and said, "How can a man marry a man?"

Feng Chen didn't refute or agree, he just said persistently as if he was competing with someone, "Marry me."