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As soon as the hem of the skirt was lifted up, the peony flowers on Bai Hemian's legs were half hidden.

The cyan leaves lay lazily on the snow-white skin, and the petals were stained with the color of red candles. His fingertips walked along the lines of the branches and leaves, as if stirring a pool of spring water.

Bai Hemian's skirt was lifted high, and half of the black fabric was faintly visible under the flower-like fabric. He buried his head in the neck of Feng's second son like a deaf ear, and kept numbing himself. When it was pasted next to his text, he still trembled uncontrollably.

The heat is gradually rising, like a raging fire.

Feng Laoer moved his fingers again, and his fingertips lightly touched the branches and leaves on Bai Hemian's legs.In fact, Second Master Feng touched him when he was in a coma, but it was completely different from the current situation.

The proactive Bai Hemian had a slutty posture, but every inch of his skin was trembling slightly. Feng Lao Er thought of what the matchmaker had said for no reason - this young master was a showman rather than a body, and he had never served anyone before.

Therefore, Bai Hemian couldn't detect the abnormality from Feng Erye's heavier breathing.

He threw off his leather shoes, swayed his waist and bumped into Feng Er'er's arms twice, fearing that he would fall out of the wheelchair, he turned his head and looked back tremblingly, then bit the bullet and buried his face in Feng Er'er again Grandpa's neck, licking the man's earlobe, whispering softly: "Second Master, what do you like?"

"...I am like this, do you look pleasing to your eyes?" Bai Hemian is half-satisfied with his appearance, but he doesn't like the style of the corners of his eyes and brows. It looks so slutty.

But it is precisely the indistinct style that makes him an oiran, allowing him to live and eat.

All in all, even if he is a man, Bai Hemian still has the confidence to ask such a question.

It was precisely because he was a man that he dared to ask.

Feng Laoer can't do it, even if he is satisfied, so what?

Bai Hemian's complacency was mixed with a bit of despicable sarcasm. He took the resentment of being divorced on everyone in the Feng family, and the second master Feng who locked him in the bridal chamber was naturally no exception.

"If I'm satisfied, I'll continue." Bai Hemian said to himself, riding on Feng Laoer's waist, he still didn't give up, and deliberately twisted his waist, rubbing it through a thin layer of black cloth .

It was the first time for him to do such a thing, and he was extremely ashamed, but Er Ye Feng's other hand was still resting next to his pocket, and that pocket hid the key.

Bai Hemian was sure that Second Master Feng would definitely come to stop his overreaching behavior, so he closed his eyes and rubbed desperately.

In fact, it wasn't very comfortable. After all, he was inexperienced and couldn't grasp the severity. He didn't know if Erye Feng was comfortable, but he frowned frequently because of the discomfort, feeling that his deep skin should be reddened.

Probably because it was impossible, Second Master Feng's endurance was amazingly strong, Bai Hemian almost gave up, the man pinched his chin and forced him to look up.

Feng Erye asked: "What's the tattoo on your body?"

Bai Hemian raised his eyebrows abruptly, and the curse words rolled around his mouth, thinking about the key, he could only answer patiently: "Peony."

"Peony?" Second Master Feng laughed softly as if he had heard something interesting.

It was only then that Bai Hemian realized that Feng Lao Er was very gentle when he smiled, and the eyes hidden behind the glasses did not have the cold light like a knife's edge, and the tear mole rubbed into the flesh was also very beautiful.

He stared blankly for a few times, and accidentally said the truth: "Snake coiled peony, rich and honored for a hundred years."

At the beginning of the Bai family's downfall, the pampered and pampered young master Bai suffered a lot and was fed up with cynicism, so he found someone to tattoo a peony in a snake on his body--if the wealth given by his parents is not there, he can earn it himself.

"Where's the snake?" Second Master Feng asked following Bai Hemian's words, and the hand attached to the side of the leg also followed the peony flower's pattern to the depths.

He hadn't woken up yet, so he murmured obediently: "It's in the chest."

It was a tiny snake coiled around the flower path and hidden under the falling petals.

Feng Laoer's gaze flickered, and his eyes fell on Bai Hemian's flat chest, imagining what kind of beauty was hidden under the thin fabric.

"Snake peony in a pan..." Second Master Feng lowered his eyes, pondering over the word carefully, and then easily caught Bai Hemian's twitching hand, "Good meaning."

The restrained Bai Hemian turned pale, his fingertips had already touched the cold key, just a little bit, just a little bit away!

If he had lifted the hem of his clothes up to his chest just now, revealing the full body of the tattoo, wouldn't Second Master Feng not be able to notice his little tricks?

However, it was too late to regret it now, Bai Hemian tried to withdraw his hand, but found that Feng Lao Er was grasping extremely hard, and he had no possibility of breaking free, so his heart sank a bit: "Second Master, what are you doing? mean?!"

"I'm your younger brother's fiancé. Even if the marriage fails, I used to... used to be yours..."

Bai Hemian was halfway through speaking, but was interrupted by Feng Erye: "Didn't you just say that I am your guest?"

He was at a loss for words.

That's an excuse made up to snatch the key, how can it be regarded as the truth?

But the words that were spoken were like water poured out, and could not be taken back, Bai Hemian's face turned blue and then pale, sitting on pins and needles in the arms of Second Master Feng.

Feng Laoer didn't know when he grabbed his waist, and that arm was extremely difficult to break free. Bai Hemian twisted a dozen times, panting from exhaustion, and still sat on the man's lap perfectly: "What do you mean?"

"Since there was a marriage contract before, you are from our Feng family." Second Master Feng teased Bai Hemian like a cat, asking him to break away and hug him again, "Even if you don't marry the third child, you can't regret the marriage. "

Bai Hemian was confused for a moment: "It's just a marriage certificate, do you want me to sell myself to do a small job for the Feng family?"

He laughed angrily: "The Feng family is a famous family no matter what, but they also play word games to bully people."

Feng Lao Er laughed but said nothing, let Bai Hemian scold aggressively, and waited until he was tired before explaining: "Why did you make you a small worker?"

Bai Hemian had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Second Master Feng answer: "Being a small worker, isn't this bridal chamber in vain?"

"You want me to marry?" He couldn't help raising his voice, his waist straightened, and he sank a few times to express his dissatisfaction, "Twisted melons are not sweet, please save yourself, San Ye Marry me!"

When it came to marriage, Feng Er Er's expression became more gloomy, the gentle smile just now seemed to be Bai Hemian's hallucination, and he didn't dare to look Er Ye directly in the eyes again.

There are too many things hidden there, Bai Hemian doesn't want to understand, and dare not understand.

Second Master Feng pushed him away with a sneer, and then slapped Bai Hemian's ass hard as if to vent his anger.

With a crisp sound of "snap", he was immediately stunned, and stood there with his mouth open, unable to figure out who the man in front of him was for a moment.

Is it really the second master Feng who has studied abroad for many years and is full of bookishness?

The vulgar people in the market don't dare to treat the famous oiran like this, but Feng Lao Er puts on Zhang's most refined face to do this dirty thing!

But now no one can answer Bai Hemian's confusion. He watched Erye Feng shake his wheelchair and leave through the small door between the rooms. Before he had time to catch up, he heard the sound of the lock being locked.

There is also a vague sentence: "Tomorrow will be a good day."

Feng Erye said that tomorrow is a good day to get married!

Bai Hemian was so angry that he kicked down the table, smashed the teacup, and made a noise in the room for a while, then returned to the bed with an untimely stomach rumble.

Since he was tied to the sedan chair, no grain of rice has been eaten.

But Bai Hemian didn't want to beg for food from Feng Lao Er, he was holding his breath in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of this face at all.

But Bai Hemian didn't say anything, Second Master Feng also thought of this, and within three to five minutes, the door was unlocked.

Three big and round guards walked in with food, and Bai Hemian saw the guns in their waists, and immediately gave up his plan to rush out.

That's right, the three brothers of the Feng family have already touched guns, how could the nursing home kept by the family not use guns?

Even if he escaped from the bridal chamber, he could not escape from the courtyard, even if he could escape from the courtyard, he could not escape from the huge Feng family.

So Young Master Bai thought about it, and felt aggrieved again. Before the nursing home left, he rushed to the table and gorged himself.

The food of the Feng family is of course very good, and what the nursing home brought was Bai Hemian's favorite food. He picked up the rice, stared at the nursing home standing by the table, and stared at the three big and round men shyly. , Two of them rushed out in a panic, carried the bathtub in, and busily fetched hot water, while the rest of them watched the young master with his eyes and nose, biting the bullet and supervising the young master's meal.

Bai Hemian stared sorely, knowing that he was no match for the nurse, so he offered to take a bath after eating.The nurses collectively breathed a sigh of relief, took him to eat the rest of the meal, locked the door and left in a hurry.

Bai Hemian greedily stared at the glimmer of light coming through the crack of the door, it was freedom within reach.

But it's only within reach.

After taking a shower, Young Master Bai changed into the long gown left by the nursing home, lay down on the marriage bed and slept until dawn.

He was awakened by the noise of gongs and drums.

Bai Hemian walked to the bed with a gloomy face, and through the window paper, he vaguely saw a few figures, and a bright red ball, presumably it was a lantern hanging under the eaves when they got married.

Get married, get married, get married again.

Bai Hemian walked around the room a few times irritably, trying to push the door, and then the small door between him and Second Master Feng's room, but naturally he couldn't push any door open.

Judging from the degree to which the Feng family covered the sky with one hand in Jinling City, even if he escaped, it was only a matter of time before he was caught.

But the servants who unlocked the door and entered one after another made Bai Hemian even more irritable.

Inside the house are servants carrying trays, and outside the house is a guard carrying wooden boxes tied with red silk into the yard.

"Young master Bai, the second master lets you choose whatever you want. When you get married tonight, you can wear whatever you want." The servant put the tray in front of him expressionlessly, and there were all kinds of red clothes piled inside.

Bai Hemian didn't even look at it, and sneered, "What's in the box outside the house?"

"The second master ordered us to prepare the dowry."

He didn't understand the mystery in the servant's words, and thought he was going to marry Third Master Feng, so he immediately lowered his face: "I don't want it."

It's a pity that no one listened to Bai Hemian's words, he was so angry that he kicked everyone out, hugged the quilt and rolled to the side of the bed, and slept until dusk, only to be awakened by the sound of gongs and drums again.

At this moment, Bai Hemian was too lazy to be angry, he was ecstatically watching the festive red fires outside the window, stretched out his hand to smooth the folds on the skirt, and for no reason recalled what his parents said before.

His mother said that the Feng family is a good family, and there will be no disadvantages if they marry into it.

His father said that the Feng family has a great career, even if the Bai family disappears in the future, there will be someone who can protect him.

Thinking of this, Bai Hemian's eyes turned hot, and he muttered to himself, "Father, you are lying."

Before the words were finished, the closed door suddenly creaked open.

He suddenly came back to his senses: "Who?"

Then he was stunned, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and he said in a dry voice: "Second Master Feng..."

Thick night enveloped the man in the wheelchair.

The author says:

Feng Erye: It's me, it's me, your eldest brother, Feng Erye! (????)? ?Yes, it’s Chapter 4, Feng’s second child still doesn’t have a name, just remember that his second is crazy! (Um?)