Feng Beiming

Today, Feng Mingqing's words were too succinct, so succinct that He Fanyin always felt that there seemed to be a big mistake...

Since Zheng Yunqing is Zheng Hongling's elder brother, then... what happened to Mu Yunqing?

Last time, the weird sound of the piano could make me suddenly attack Yu outside the door. That woman...is really Zheng Yunqing from back then...? ? ?

If it wasn't because he was worried that Feng Ming would be implicated, then before leaving, He Fanyin wanted to meet that woman, but in the end he gave up.

There is a big doubt in my heart, that is, I don't know if this trip to Loulan can be explained.

Back in the room, Feng Mingqing was sitting on a chair bored and playing with the candlelight, his pair of black pearl-like eyes became more and more brilliant under the light of the candlelight, the curled eyelashes covered the eyelids, He Fanyin stepped forward and hugged him from behind: "Candlelight is so fun, I'm not afraid of burning my hands"

Feng Mingxin grinned, and rubbed against him: "I'm careful, I can't burn it." Pushing the candlestick aside, Feng Mingxin looked up at him, looking a little cautious: "What did my brother tell you? So long? You didn’t fight, did you?”

"No." He squatted down and touched Feng Ming's slightly protruding belly. He Fanyin smiled: "It's just casually saying something, don't worry."

Feng Ming frowned: "My brother has become more and more strange recently. It seems that the closer he gets to Loulan, the more scary he becomes. If he intentionally troubles you, tell me and I'll beat him for you!"

He Fanyin couldn't help laughing: "How dare you?"

"I didn't dare before, but I dare now." Rubbing his stomach with both hands, Feng Ming smiled slyly: "Yu likes him very much, as long as Yu likes him, brother doesn't dare to go too far, and it's dangerous for me to carry him now, My brother doesn't dare to do anything to me" is very confident, which makes people feel helpless and funny.

Seeing Feng Mingxin's appearance, He Fanyin's eyes darkened, hooked Feng Mingxin's head and lowered his head, and kissed him unexpectedly, their lips touched, Feng Ming's heart obviously froze, but in the blink of an eye His face was flushed.

He Fanyin also had a little thought, stroking Feng Mingxin's belly with one hand, and hooking Feng Mingxin's neck with the other, the two of them clinging to each other, licking and sucking, were as gentle as a treasure.

After the two got together, although they were sticky from time to time, He Fanyin's temperament was relatively honest, except for occasional kisses and hugs, he didn't do too much, especially when he learned that Feng Ming was in love with her. After his physical condition, he didn't dare to make a mistake, but today, he seemed a little ready to move.

"Ming Xin..." I always felt that I wanted to do something, and even my voice became a little hoarse, as if I was enduring it.

Feng ming's heart was kissed by him, his breathing was disordered, he heard the sound of water dripping from the place where his lips were entwined, his heart beat fast, his whole body became a little hot from tension, suddenly he heard He Fanyin's voice, opened his eyes, The look of raised eyelids, cold mist, and the amorous look at the corners of the eyes is something that He Fanyin can't understand, but he just feels that he likes it for a while.

"Hmm...why..." The voice was not as clear as usual, it was a little hoarse and soft, it sounded to He Fanyin's ears, making He Fanyin feel as if he had been scratched by a cat.Then, he stretched out his hand, picked him up, and sent him to the couch.

As if he already knew what He Fanyin was going to do next, Feng Ming's heart tensed for a moment, he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet, his eyelids drooped, and he wanted to avoid He Fanyin's gaze , and couldn't help but peek at him out of the corner of his eye.

When the bed curtain was lowered, the surrounding light became increasingly dim, and the light that filtered in through the tulle came in strands and dimly, making the people under him a little illusory and unreal.

Gently covering Feng Mingxin's lower abdomen with his hand, feeling Feng Mingxin's trembling, He Fanyin leaned over and pressed against his ear and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I will be very careful."

Both hands were gripping the quilt under him nervously, Feng Ming turned his head slightly, and before he could react, he felt that wet and warm kiss had already landed on the side of his neck, little by little, as if it was about to slowly corrode The person's sanity is clear, and in the end there is only a room of staggered breathing, low panting, and forbearable groans.

In the room in the other room, Yu is still sitting by the bed, sewing with a needle and thread in his hand, if he does not know that he is a man, outsiders will see this scene, and they will only know which good wife is still there at night. I was busy sewing clothes for my husband.

Feng Mingqing stood by the door, looked at Yu's appearance, frowned slightly inadvertently, but his thoughts suddenly drifted far away, as if at the beginning, when the two had just met each other.

Shang Tong Yuan, which only accepts the children of nobles, is full of rich children with supernatural powers waiting to be discovered. It is a place to cultivate talents for the King of Loulan to be loyal to the Lord.

When he was 12 years old, a new ten-year-old child came to Shangtong's courtyard. It was said that he was Jian Guo's favorite youngest son.

Presumably, the word Linglong is given to women, but this Yu Linglong in Shangtong Courtyard is really a boy, with simple but gorgeous clothes, a bun head tied up casually, and the bangs on the forehead are hidden for a while. The face, the exposed chin and nose, and the pair of eyes shining behind the hair, the face is so delicate that people can't tell whether it's a man or a woman.

He is very beautiful, so beautiful that all the children in Shangtong's courtyard love to move towards him.

At that time, the 12-year-old Zheng Hongling heard the screams and screams of children the longest.

"Whoever says I'm a girl, I'll beat him to death! Did you hear me!"

The ten-year-old child's voice is still soft and waxy, but he has a fierce look, his small fists are tightly clenched, and because his appearance is too delicate, even his anger is particularly moving, without any momentum.

It looks like a thorn, which looks extremely dangerous, but after reaching out to touch it, it turns out that the heel thorn is so soft and chubby that it has almost no lethality, but after that time, this chubby little thorn, just like that It stuck in the eye and couldn't get it out.

Afterwards, although there was an intersection, I knew that this little thorn's temper hated others to say that he was a girl. As long as he heard it, he would run away regardless of the place, and because he was the youngest son of Jian Guo, the adults in the same hospital knew him. It was fierce, but no one dared to take care of it, so one day, Zheng Hongling deliberately found a fat head and beat up the little thorn. However, after being dazed for a while, he started to cry without warning, but after crying a few times, someone covered his mouth.

"Be good, don't mess around, I won't beat you anymore" Jian Guo's favorite young son, no one dares to control him, he has always beaten others into a habit, and today he was suddenly beaten by someone older than him , I felt very wronged and uncomfortable, and immediately looked at the other party pitifully with teary eyes.

As if he couldn't stand his expression, Zheng Hongling let go with a low sigh, hesitantly pulled him into his arms, hugged and patted him, and coaxed: "If you are obedient, I can help you if you want to hit anyone in the future." , I won’t hit you anymore, and I won’t let others speak ill of you anymore.”

The child's world is very simple, as if he has been tempted, Xiaorou opened his eyes suspiciously: "Really?"

"Really" smiled, Zheng Hongling stretched out his hand and hooked his little finger: "If you pull the hook, you have marked it. If you repent, you will be hung on the tree by the tree mother."

The little thorn was shining brightly, and immediately pulled the other party and blurted out: "Roman just lifted my clothes, I can't beat him, so you help me beat him!"

Zheng Hongling smiled and added a condition: "Then give me a kiss."

Without any hesitation, the little meat spur took the other person's hand, put his feet on the ground, gave a mouthful, and kissed him on the mouth. When it was over, he asked like a good baby: "Is that right?"

Originally, he wanted to tease the child and let him kiss the cheek, but he didn't expect the child to be so direct. Zheng Hongling was stunned, and he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. He wiped the wet corners of the child's eyes, and Zheng Hongling pulled him away: "If you want me to beat someone for you in the future, you have to kiss me first."

The child was very curious: "Why?"

Zheng Hongling lied: "Because it hurts to beat someone, and I need comfort." Then he turned to look at the child: "Does it hurt when you beat yourself?"

"It hurts!" As if he had found his bosom friend, the child rubbed his little hand, suddenly grabbed Zheng Hongling's hand and kissed it twice, then looked at Zheng Hongling with a smile: "Then let me comfort you first, and you hit someone later." It doesn't hurt anymore"

Very cute child, very simple and easy to deceive.

Because of the foundation laid by using it at the beginning, the child learned to ask for it with kisses. In the end, when there was a difficult matter, he even washed himself clean and put it directly into the bedding. It's gone, and with the life and death of the two, the child began to poop.

Enchanting and charming, she can do whatever she wants, she is no longer as innocent and deceitful as she was at the beginning, and in the end she even put on the annoying women's clothing, why... Could it be because the child who was destined not to stay was actually a girl...

"Yu" suppressed the stirring in his heart, Feng Mingqing stood by the door and stared at the person inside who hadn't paid attention to him, and called him.

Yu raised his eyes and glanced casually, then lowered his head and continued with the work in hand: "I know it's you, after I left you some food over there, go to sleep by yourself."

Ever since meeting Feng Mingxin in the restaurant, most of Yu's thoughts have been on the child's clothes. It has been a long time since she has bothered Feng Mingqing, and she went to see another person through him. Maybe it was deliberately to let herself forget about it for a while. The person he couldn't find all the time, so he just put all his attention on the child's clothes. Although the escape was only for a while, it was not bad for him to have this moment of relief.

Feng Mingqing just stood by the door, staring at Yu's figure: "I'm back."

"I know, I'll go eat when I get back, I haven't prepared it yet." Yu still didn't move.

Feng Ming stared at him intently, only stood by the door, and said what he said just now: "I'm back."

It wasn't until this moment that Yu felt that something was wrong. He was staring up at the door in a daze, as if he was being held in place by someone. The feeling of madness in his heart was so sudden that he didn't even know what was going on.

Feng Mingqing stepped into the room, grabbed Yu's palm, brought it to his lips, kissed the palm, and continued to say what he said just now: "Yu... I'm back"

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