I, a scumbag, only flirt, not marry [Quick Transmigration]

When I woke up again, it was broad daylight, and it was rare to see Feng Zhuoran sleeping next to me when I opened my eyes. Gu Shuofeng didn't get up in a hurry, and looked at her carefully with his arms on his side.

The curtains were drawn heavily, only a gleam of light leaked from the cracks in the curtains, the room was rather dark, Feng Zhuoran fell asleep with his eyes closed, his long eyelashes stretched out, his thin red lips were tightly pressed, as if there was something bothering him, and the brows were unconscious Frowning, looking at it from such a close distance, you can count the eyebrows one by one.

Gu Shuofeng stretched his fingers and rubbed the slightly frowning brows, and lightly pursed the smooth eyebrows. His eyebrows were curved, his eyelids were soft and thin, and he closed his eyes with a gentle look, but he opened them fiercely, as if someone owed him money. She looks like millions, almost exactly the same as Xu Qinglan.

Originally, I wondered why Feng Zhuoran resembled Xu Qinglan so much. It didn't refer to appearance, but to temperament. The ancestors said that appearances come from the heart, and Feng Zhuoran must have Xu Qinglan in his heart.

She has Xu Qinglan's memory, but it is not a complete memory, so she is like Xu Qinglan, but not Xu Qinglan, she has her own characteristics.

For example... would avoid her sight, or blushed and shy.

There's nothing cuter than prudish shyness.

Thin white fingers licked the long eyebrows, brushed the smooth bridge of the nose, and lightly touched Xu Qinglan's thin red lips.

Gu Shuofeng unconsciously smiled lazily, and his voice was slightly hoarse when he just woke up.

"I was very satisfied last night, how about you?"

After the words fell, Xu Qinglan's cheeks blushed visible to the naked eye, but she did not open her eyes, as if she was completely unaware that she had been exposed, and continued to pretend to be asleep as if nothing had happened.

Looking at her like this, Gu Shuofeng's heart seemed to be scratched by a crow's feather, and it was inexplicably itchy, so she couldn't help but tease again.

"My skills are good, right? I didn't hurt you, did I? I'm not as clumsy as you. From now on, just lie down obediently and I'll do it."

Before she finished speaking, Xu Qinglan's brows that had been smoothed just now frowned again. She didn't pretend to be asleep anymore, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes, looking at Gu Shuofeng with a bit of sleepiness, her deep eyes couldn't distinguish her emotions.

"I just... thought I heard you talking."

Gu Shuofeng slanted the corners of his lips, and his fingertips moved to her soft earlobe, as if there was nothing to tease.

"Yes, I did, and I said more than one sentence."

"I can't tell the difference between dreams and reality."

"Huh? How do you say it?"

"Last night's dream was very clear, but it was still a bit fragmented. I dreamed of many children, and they all called me Feng's mother. I also dreamed of a fairyland, where clouds and mist shrouded the sky, and there were fairies flying in the sky with swords. Crane Spirit Grass, continuous mountains."

"Any more?"

"Also..." Xu Qinglan rubbed her forehead, "I also dreamed that the car exploded, and I seemed to hear you saying don't be afraid, and it turned into... let me lie down or something."

The car exploded... It should be Yu Xinglan's memory.

It seems that the effect is good, not only dreaming of Feng Zhuoran from the previous life, but also Qi Xuan and Yu Xinglan, if you work harder, it should be Xu Tinglan and Xu Qinglan's turn.

"how do you feel?"

In a word, Xu Qinglan unnaturally turned his eyes away again.

"Say this early in the morning, why are you so... shameless?"

Gu Shuofeng chuckled softly, his peach blossom eyes hooked seductively, and he looked at Xu Qinglan with a harmless face.

"I'm just asking you how it feels to predict the dream, why don't you feel ashamed?"

Xu Qinglan pursed her lips tightly, her brows were a little cold, if it wasn't for the suspicious blushing of her cheeks again, she really seemed unmoved.

"The dream is very clear, and I feel...it feels pretty good."

"Really?"

"Well, really."

Gu Shuofeng leaned close to her ear, slid the hand that hooked the earlobe to her smooth back, and whispered softly, "I knew you felt good...you kept hugging me last night~"

"you!"

"I mean dream, what are you thinking?"

Gu Shuofeng stole a smile with a smile, stretched his long waist, held down Xu Qinglan to prevent her from getting up, got out of bed in cloak, went to the bathroom to adjust the hot water, and then came back to help her put on her nightgown .

"Do you want me to wash it for you?"

Xu Qinglan shook her head, Gu Shuofeng carefully helped her get out of bed, sent her all the way to the bathroom, and also thoughtfully helped her move a wooden bench, and then backed out.

It's just a small difference between top and bottom, Gu Shuofeng's attitude turned 180 degrees, Xu Qinglan's heart was mixed, she thought of Xu Tinglan, and Yu Xinglan, they were all her servants , was treated so gently by her, but after the task was completed, she still discarded it as soon as she said it, without even the slightest hesitation.

Don't be fooled by the gentle illusion in front of you, act according to the plan, Gu Shuofeng will never be soft-hearted to her because of superiority.

The end of the year is approaching, Xu Qinglan is getting more and more busy, except for lying down obediently at night and letting Gu Shuofeng do whatever he wants, she rarely sees people during the day.

It's freezing outside, and Gu Shuofeng doesn't like to go out, he's almost growing hairy at home all day.

A few days ago, Qiangwei Qinxiang was chatting with her. These days, they were busy preparing for the New Year. They had to clean up, unpack and wash, pickle meat and vegetables, and there were a lot of things to do. After being discharged from the hospital, so as not to bring bad luck for a year, the family has to prepare even more. They are so busy that they have no time to pay attention to her.

Gu Shuofeng wanted to wait for the weather to go out and buy a few books to pass the time, but he didn't expect that since the snow fell that day, it would go underground intermittently for several days, and the lower part was not too big, just like that. The steps were thawed, and there was mud and snow everywhere. She looked dirty, and she didn't want to go out even more.

Fortunately, there is still Lou Sheng, a small speaker, who can bring some new news when he comes back every day.

For example, the incident of Ge Jiu beating his wife came to the old man's house, and the old man was so angry that he held up his crutch and beat Ge Jiu hard. Ge Jiu lost face in front of his servants, and fell out with the old man in a moment of anger.

For another example, Zhou Changlian and Ge Jiu hit it off right away, and the two of them planned to pry out their natal family and start their own family. As a result, Zhou Changlian was threatened by his wife to leave the house. He only discussed it with Ge Jiu in the morning, and confessed in the evening.

For another example, Ge Jiu hadn't finished discussing the family affairs, the brewer's matter was found out on him, he was taken away by the police station, and the door was rushed to the door.

Originally, the military | firearms transaction process was roughly that Ge Jiu took the deposit from the buyer and transferred it to Bernard, and Bernard re-purchased the goods. Ge Jiu was like a white wolf with empty gloves and made a net profit. Give it to him, claiming that it must be the compensation that Jin Gejiu owed him, and it is naturally his, and it has nothing to do with Ge Jiu.

Ge Jiu was so angry that he almost vomited blood in the patrol room. He was also unlucky. Xu Qinglan just caught up with the delivery a few days before the arrival of the goods, but if it was a few days later, he would not have suffered such a big loss.

Every time Lou Sheng brings back these news, Manfeng Mansion always praises the intelligence of the young lady. Even Uncle Zhao can't help but give a thumbs up, saying that a tiger father has no dog girl, and he is more and more obedient to Xu Qinglan's words. .

Everything was going in a good direction, except for being bored, and being bored, Gu Shuofeng thought of Little Egg Yolk, that puppet cat was so cute, but it was a pity that he was only focused on doing tasks at that time, and didn't develop much friendship.

She asked Xu Qinglan to buy her a kitten to pass the time, but she didn't expect Xu Qinglan to refuse such a small request, and the reason for the refusal was very strange.

"My father will be discharged from the hospital soon, and it is not appropriate to have a cat at home."

"I just keep her in my room and don't let her run around."

"Malamud once said that the purpose of freedom is to create freedom for others, and you can't trap the cat's freedom for your own breeding freedom."

"Malamud?" Gu Shuofeng looked at Xu Qinglan strangely.

Xu Qinglan didn't seem to notice it, turned over a page of the account book, and said indifferently: "Yes, Malamud."

Gu Shuofeng was lying on the bed studying Jiulianhuan, with his feet dangling high, he turned his head and glanced at Xu Qinglan who was looking at the account book.

Bernard Malamud, 1914-1986, American novelist, if she remembers correctly, he is only 20 years old now, and he has not written this sentence yet.

"Where did you hear that phrase?"

"From..." Xu Qinglan obviously paused, after a moment of deep thought, she shook her head, "I don't remember."

Gu Shuofeng has been observing her expression. Eyeballs pointing to the upper left angle is indeed the angle of memory, and upwards to the right is a lie. This was discovered by American psychologist David Lieberman. Although it is not completely correct, it also has a certain scientific basis.

The hostess probably didn't lie, she really didn't remember.

At the same time, Xu Qinglan jumped out of the dialog box in his consciousness.

[Gu Haoyan: You are really amazing. In this situation, remember to look up and to the left. 】

[Xu Qinglan: I was really thinking about where I saw it just now, I don’t remember, it should be famous quotes memorized when I was a student. 】

[Gu Haoyan: Alright, Koi Xu, congratulations on getting away with it again, but why don't you raise a cat for her?You won't even eat the cat's vinegar, will you? 】

【Xu Qinglan: No, I just want to make her bored. 】

[Gu Haoyan: You are her only pleasure now, do you want her to rely on you? 】

[Xu Qinglan: It can't reach that level, she will always find a way to solve it when she is really bored, I just hope she can look forward to my existence more. 】

[Gu Haoyan: For example... like a little daughter-in-law, looking forward to your coming home early? 】

[Xu Qinglan: She seems to be looking forward to Lou Sheng more than me now. 】

The next day Lou Sheng sent Xu Qinglan back, and he didn't play his trumpet again. Gu Shuofeng was bored all day, just waiting for him to bring something interesting, seeing him walk in the door, without eating dinner, Can't help but ask him.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?"

"Miss asked me to give the master a pillow towel."

Pillow cover? ? ? ? ?

Another day later, Lou Sheng walked in the door again, and asked him why he was there, but he didn't even look back, went straight into the car and drove away.

"Miss asked me to pick up Hao Yi and send him home."

Another day.

"Miss asked me to drink two cups with Uncle Zhao, and Aunt Zhao will go back to her mother's house today."

Gu Shuofeng: I always feel like something is wrong?

Without Lou Sheng's small trumpet, Gu Shuofeng could only ask Xu Qinglan.

"What's going on with Ge Jiu?"

Xu Qinglan has not been busy in the study room recently, and directly moved all the paper, pen, and ledgers to the bedroom. If she needs to write something, she will lie on the dressing table, and if she doesn't need to write, she will lean on the bedside and read under the quilt.

"I've already come out of the police station, and the urging people didn't get any bargains. After all, it's an underground sale. Ge Jiu can still handle it, but it's only temporary. The money is not a decimal. I don't think Ge Jiu will pay it out of his own pocket. He certainly won't." If you admit it, it depends on whether the other party is willing to give up."

Gu Shuofeng lay on the warm blanket with his arms around Xu Qinglan's small waist, enjoying the little happiness in the day, and lazily said: "I think he will definitely not be able to do the military | fire business, even if Change the channel to purchase goods, and Bernard is in the way, and he will never be able to do it."

"I think so too. Arm|fire is the big head, and it is also the biggest backing for him to escape from the control of the Shen family. If this fails, he can only rely on smuggling|smuggling raw materials to country D, but there is a high probability that Bernard will intervene. After all It's an illegal business, and the United higher authorities will sentence him once, and it will be enough for him to go bankrupt."

Gu Shuofeng gloated and said, "His foundation is too shallow, and he still has to rely on the deep roots of the Shen family's tree. It depends on whether he can lower his face and beg the Shen family to forgive him. I guess~ He still has to kneel|lick."

Gu Shuofeng's hands dishonestly penetrated into Xu Qinglan's intertwined robe collar, and the warm touch was really comfortable from the fingertips all the way to the heart.

Xu Qinglan replied softly "Probably", without moving her eyelids, she was still looking at the account book in her hand seriously.

Gu Shuofeng squeezed back and forth a few times, seeing that she was still looking at the account book without changing expression, he took away the account book in dissatisfaction, threw it to the bedside table, turned over and pressed Xu Qinglan under him.

"What time is it still watching? Can it look as good as me?"

Who could bear this coquettish and angry complaint?

Xu Qinglan moved her beautiful eyes, lay down obediently, and let the cat plunge into her arms.

Time is like running water, and it is New Year's Eve in the blink of an eye. Feng Zhengde was discharged from the hospital one day early, and the whole family was busy to welcome him, sweeping the mugwort leaves, and stepping over the scissors basin.

After leaving the courtyard in the morning, it was afternoon when the busy work settled down. In the evening, the whole family sat down to eat the New Year's Eve dinner. Naturally, servants like Qin Xiang Qiangwei could no longer serve the table. Only Feng Zhengde and Feng Zhuoran's mother were on the table. There was also the concubine who lost her son, and Xu Qinglan.

Gu Shuofeng was not allowed to serve, Xu Qinglan felt apologetic, and asked Qin Xiang to bring rice to the third floor, all Gu Shuofeng's favorite food, but Gu Shuofeng didn't mind, instead of acting at the table, how comfortable would it be to eat by herself?

Feng Zhengde's body is inconvenient, and it is reasonable to say that he would be better off lying on the bed when he was on the table, but the first meal when he was discharged from the hospital was the New Year's Eve dinner, so he had to be on the table no matter what, and the whole family was lively.

He was tied to a wheelchair, said to be hemiplegic, but in fact he couldn't lift his arms, only his fingers and half of his leg could move. Qin Xiang was by his side, helping to pick up vegetables and feed him.

Looking at the unoccupied tables, Feng Zhengde thought of his second son who had died. Tears welled up in his eyes on New Year's Eve. The reunion table was full, but there were three people missing, and it was sad to see it empty.

The second aunt is too white-haired to send a black-haired person, and she really can't lift her spirits. She has been guarding her son's grave in her hometown before. Their rules there are that the older ones guard the younger ones, and the little ghosts dare not bully the new ghosts. It stands to reason that seven days would be enough. She was eager to think about it, and she was urged to come back by the eldest wife until now.

The meal was extremely depressed, Xu Qinglan didn't talk much, and the concubine was also sad, only the eldest wife and Qin Xiang were busy serving Feng Zhengde to eat and drink.

It was as if the whole family was in mourning, and there was noise in the yard. Feng Zhengde was upset, so he asked the housekeeper to go out to have a look.

"Who is making noise outside?"

Feng Zhengde's tongue was not too bent, and his words were somewhat unclear.

The butler bowed and said cautiously, "Master Hui, yes... yes..."

"Who? Are you so hesitant?"

The butler was heartbroken, and said, "It's San...it's Wang Zantian."

Wang Zantian is Feng Zantian, Feng Zhengde's third son who is not his own, and the surname "Wang" is the mother's surname of the third concubine.

Upon hearing that he was coming, the eldest wife and second aunt all raised their heads.

The eldest lady remembered that Feng Zantian was talking nonsense last time, so angry that the old man almost died, she stood up and angrily reprimanded: "Why don't you beat him away with a stick?! It's Chinese New Year, don't let him disturb the quietness of the old man!"

The housekeeper hurriedly nodded and bowed: "Yes, I will drive him away!"

Before the housekeeper went out to chase him away, the door of the bungalow was suddenly knocked open, and Feng Zantian stumbled in, holding a basket of eggs in his arms. The eggs were crushed, and the fishy yellow egg liquid dripped down the bottom of the basket, dripping on the marble floor. Slippery feet, Feng Zantian, who was running away from the security guards in a hurry, accidentally stepped on the egg liquid, and with a thud, he fell into the mud, and the already broken eggs were all broken into the basket.

Before he got up, the security guards had already chased him in.

Logically speaking, with so many security guards still acting like guys, it is impossible to stop a good-for-nothing trash, but Feng Zantian was used to domineering back then, and these people still had a deep-seated fear of him, so they didn't dare to be cruel for a while. , Let him take advantage of the loophole and run in.

Seeing that the old man and his wife looked bad, the security guards were so frightened that they hurried forward and pulled Feng Zantian out. The fishy smell of egg liquid is not obvious outside, but in this warm living room with a fireplace, a chickeny smell soon evaporated, making people's eyes hurt.

Feng Zantian struggled desperately, crying and calling for his father, tears streaming down his face, disgusting and ridiculous, really a bit miserable.

"Father! It doesn't matter if you don't recognize me! You will always be my father in my heart! In the future, if you need me, no matter what, as long as your father speaks up, as a son, you have to be filial even if you lose your life!"

"Father! Look at Zantian! Just take a look!"

"Father! Today is New Year's Eve, and my son just wants to see you! Last year we had a happy New Year's Eve dinner together as a family, and this year I am the only one left. I feel bad! My son feels bad, Dad!"

The second concubine and the third concubine have always been at odds, the main reason is that the sons they both had had a son who would inevitably fight to seize the family property. Now that her son is gone, this fake son comes to the door crying and pretending to be pitiful. .

The second aunt said angrily: "Why are you alone? Where is your mother who stole people? You go find her! Get out of Feng's house!"

"That kind of flirtatious bitch is not worthy of being my mother at all! I only have a father! I have no mother!"

Weeping and howling, Feng Zantian hooked the doorknob in the air, almost screaming out his intestines and lungs.

"Father! Just leave me to wait on you for one night! Let me do my filial piety! Please, father!"

"I definitely didn't come back because I was greedy for the Feng family's money! I kowtowed to you tomorrow morning and I'll get out of here! From now on, except during Chinese New Year, if you don't let me come, I won't come if I beat you to death! Father! Father!! "

Looking at Feng Zantian's tears streaming down his face, he didn't know whether Feng Zhengde was touched by his pitiful spirit, or he remembered that after all these years, even a dog would have feelings for him, besides, Feng Zantian was really not to blame for this matter. This was his mother's fault, Feng Zhengde mercifully signaled the security guard to release him.

"Go down and wash and change clothes."

With an ordinary sentence, Feng Zantian was like a holy favor, tears filled his eyes with excitement, he rushed over, kowtowed three times to Feng Zhengde, and then went down to wash up.

This was his home. He had clothes, shoes and socks, and he came out in a short while, even washing his hair.

Seeing that his hair was still dripping with water, Feng Zhengde wanted him to guess before serving the table, but the words rolled down his lips and swallowed back.

Because of his presence on the table, the originally dull atmosphere instantly became more lively. With tears in his eyes, Feng Zantian acted as a loving father and son, and personally fed each mouthful of food to Feng Zhengde's mouth.

All the sweet things I said to women in the past are piled up here with Feng Zhengde. The one on the left will only know how good his father is when he loses it. My own, the recklessness of running in front of Feng Zhengde.

The eldest wife saw that the old man seemed to be in a better mood, so she didn't talk to Feng Zantian anymore, only the second aunt stared at this fake and shoddy product too angrily.

During the whole process, Xu Qinglan was like a bystander, watching and eating quietly, without interjecting a word.

After dinner, Feng Zantian took the initiative to wipe the old man's body and put him to bed. The old man had already worked for three or four people to help him take a bath when he came back in the morning. He didn't need to wash anymore. hand, tears flashing thinking back then.

The old man had just lost his son, and he was paralyzed during the Chinese New Year, plus it had been settled for dozens of days. After the anger passed, there was only sentimentality left. Feng Zantian's words and deeds just ironed out his emotions, and the two of them chatted quite well. harmony.

Seeing that it was late at night, Feng Zhengde was drowsy after taking the medicine, Feng Zantian got up and kowtowed to Feng Zhengde again, then turned around and asked the butler if there was any vacant servant's room, he wanted to sleep in the servant's room.

How could the butler dare to be the master? Looking at Feng Zhengde in a blink of an eye, Feng Zhengde sighed old-fashionedly, moved his fingers, and said vaguely: "Just go back to your room and sleep."

Feng Zantian was overjoyed, but he didn't dare to show it, he bid farewell to Feng Zhengde politely, and said that he would get up early in the morning and serve dumplings and glutinous rice balls to Feng Zhengde himself.

Feng Zantian's room is also on the third floor, next to Xu Qinglan's bedroom. He went up the stairs alone, and when he reached the second floor, he took a special look at the light shining through the door of the study to confirm that Xu Qinglan was still in the study. Only then did he go up to the third floor.

The third floor was quiet, originally lived with several of their juniors, but now that the second young master is dead, only him and Xu Qinglan are left.

Feng Zantian looked around, seeing that no one was paying attention, he carefully unscrewed Xu Qinglan's doorknob, and slipped in.

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I'm so busy recently that I don't even bother to comment, sorry QAQ

Today, I suffered from acute gastroenteritis again, and now I regret it. If I had known earlier, I would not serve roast duck with ice cream QAQ

Thank you for eating candy today~ Grenade includes Yiqi~

Thank you for the 10 bottles of Aci dadada and Heqing;