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thump thump, there was a series of hurried footsteps in the wind.

This time it was not a hallucination, Feng Qisong really heard Bai Hemian's voice.

"Qian Shan, why isn't Second Brother Feng in the house?"

"Young Master, go back and wait, it's snowing, and the wind will be even colder later!" This was Qian Shan who was following Young Master Bai and worried.

"I'm not going back, I'm looking for Second Brother Feng." Bai Hemian completely ignored him.

Feng Qisong listened quietly for a while, then walked to the entrance of the ancestral hall without looking back.

The lights outside the house were flickering, and the lights inside the house were like beans. There were countless pairs of eyes staring at Feng Qisong through a long period of time.

He turned a blind eye.

Some roads are destined to be walked alone, and they are also destined to be difficult.

From the day he met Bai Hemian, he had already embarked on this road of no return.

The heavy door was pushed open by Feng Qisong, fine snowflakes flew in, he stopped to watch, and waited for Bai Hemian's voice to become more anxious, then followed the light source to the veranda.

"Hemian." Feng Qisong called him with a smile.

Bai Hemian suddenly looked back and saw two sparks flickering in Second Brother Feng's eyes, his heart went numb, he left Qianshan and jumped over.

"It's snowing," Young Master Bai took Feng Qisong's hand, "Second Brother Feng, I'll warm your bed."

Feng Qisong tapped the tip of his nose with his finger, his smile was full of helplessness.

"Let's go." Bai Hemian was full of inexplicable fear of the room behind them, and couldn't wait to drag Second Brother Feng back.

Feng Qisong let Bai Hemian play around, and when they got back to the house, Qian Shan lit the stove for them and changed them into new quilts.

Young Master Bai wandered around twice critically, took off his coat and lay down on the bed, feeling comfortable, he shouted eagerly: "Second Brother Feng, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

Feng Qisong took off his coat and replied, "Okay."

Looking up again, Bai Hemian was already huddled under the quilt, showing his eyes and smiling at him.

"Second Brother Feng, this snow won't last. I'm afraid it will be colder tomorrow and the road will freeze." He muttered, waited until Feng Qisong came to the bed, lifted the quilt, and then rushed over, trembling. Quilt corner.

Brother Feng's body wasn't too warm, but Bai Hemian felt at ease when he stuck to him.

He took off cleanly, his crooked thoughts were clearly exposed, but Feng Qisong pretended not to notice, he put his arms around the young master's waist in a gentlemanly manner, turned over, pulled him in front of him, raised his arm and pressed the lamp on the bedside .

The sweet darkness enveloped them, Bai Hemian took a few minutes to adapt to the night, and then put his arms around Feng Qisong's neck.

"Second Brother Feng, you haven't told me yet. Why did you follow Chen Beidou's advice and drink the wine poured by Jiaxianren?" Slowly squeezing between Brother Feng's legs.

The night covered up the turbulent waves in Feng Qisong's eyes: "What do you think?"

"You must have been careless..." Bai Hemian didn't notice the strangeness in Second Brother Feng's tone.

His body is cold, his body is cold, even if there is a heater, it is useless, the half of his body near the stove is warmed up, but his back is still cold, and he can only sleep soundly if he is tightly attached to Feng Qi, of course, if he is in the middle of intimacy Best to sleep.

Bai Hemian had tasted cloud and rain for the first time, and he was greedy for the tenderness that was blindingly tired. He used the cover of the dark night to desperately send the signal he wanted to Feng Qisong, but it didn't work out, Second Brother Feng remained motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.

Young Master Bai was a little annoyed, he used his fingernails to gently pick Feng Qisong's palm: "Second Brother Feng?"

"It's not careless." Feng Qisong said suddenly.

He didn't listen to it in his heart: "What?"

"I said that I didn't drink the wine Chen Beidou sent because I was careless." Feng Qisong turned over, and the hand that was around Bai Hemian's waist suddenly exerted strength, trapping him in his arms, "Hemian, I knew that he put drugs in the wine, and I drank it just to be able to be with you... "

"...What?" Bai Hemian was stunned for a moment.

"How can I drink the wine Chen Beidou sent without any scruples?" Feng Qisong leaned close to his ear, sucking it lightly with his earlobe in his mouth.

"You just want to be with me...with me..."

"Tenderness." Feng Qisong finished speaking for him, and suddenly smiled——Bai Hemian's little flame was burning again, and he really didn't have any concentration.

"Second Brother Feng..." He yelled several times in a row, his mind was in a mess.

It turned out that he drank on purpose, just to trick him into bed.The second master of the Feng family completely abandoned the illusion of gentleness in front of him, and used the third-best moves that Young Master Bai would not even consider, but he couldn't get angry, and thought of Feng Qisong splashing on his face when he was unconscious. A bowl of tea, but also heartbroken.

Fortunately, there is that jug of wine, Bai Hemian thought to himself.

"I'll drink it next time." Young Master Bai raised his leg, hooked Second Brother Feng's waist, and joked with a smile, "I'm afraid he won't dare to bring wine again."

Feng Qisong didn't speak, but lifted him up.

The quilt slipped off Bai Hemian's shoulders, he shivered from the cold, and hid in Feng Qisong's arms dissatisfied.

"not angry?"

"Don't be angry." Bai Hemian successfully arched in. He stuffed his cold hands between Feng Qisong's legs and murmured muffledly, "Why are you angry? I like you, and you like me too. That being the case, there is no other way...to be together."

It's good to be together.

Young Master Bai has a very small heart. Since the Bai family fell, he has less and less.He has learned to be content.Since the heart is moved and the same emotional return is obtained, what is there to care about?

Feng Qisong fell silent again.

Bai Hemian was fussing, tired, his body felt warm, his eyelids were heavy, he rested his chin on Feng Qisong's shoulder, his consciousness wandered: "Do you have anything else to hide from me?"

His answer was the howling wind.

Bai Hemian asked casually, and didn't really want to get an answer. Besides, he didn't feel that Second Brother Feng was lying about other matters.

The lonely snowy night blocked all sounds, including Feng Qisong's soft sigh: "Yes, Hemian, yes."

His fingers were held by Feng Qisong's left hand, and they were firmly held in the palm.

The news of Bai Hemian's recovery spread, and Chen Beidou's mind became active again. It's just that the centipede is dead but not stiff, and the facade of the Feng family is still there. to home.

Ominous!

So Chen Beidou turned his ideas on Feng Wobai.

Everyone in Jinling City knew that Bai Hemian had a marriage contract with Feng Laosan. Ordinary people might think that Feng Wobai was trying to reconcile the old relationship with Young Master Bai at this time, but Chen Beidou thought that Feng Laosan would not be able to grab it once. , Doomed to fail every time.

It was really guessed by Chen Beidou, now Feng Wobai is worrying about money so much that he can't care about Bai Hemian at all.

Leaving aside the frequented flower houses, even the clerks in ordinary taverns, when they see Feng Lao San, are afraid to avoid him, either because it is closed, or there is no wine suitable for Feng San Ye.

Why?

Because they couldn't afford to offend the Feng family, and they didn't want to waste energy on the penniless Feng Laosan.

Feng Wobai went out all day looking for anger, but later learned to behave, and simply stayed at home and ate and died. No matter how much Bai Hemian hated him, he would not stop eating.

Then Feng Wobai waited and waited, and the taste of waiting came.

Bai Hemian used to be the young master of a family of merchants, he didn't need anyone to teach him at all, he was able to manage the family easily, Feng Qisong "gone" for a few months, under his care, the Feng family didn't even have the slightest decline.

Bai Hemian is still a rare beauty.

Beauty is in the bone but not the skin.Needless to say about appearance, if Young Master Bai is not good-looking, he can't be an oiran.What's more valuable is that his coquettish energy is hidden in his bones, and he is covering it up. After being moisturized, love flows from the corners of his eyes and brows.

Feng Laosan thinks about it, it's no fun playing with a young child, he can't use his strength, and he can't change his tricks.It's just right for Bai Hemian to be like this. After being trained by others, he can enjoy bliss after going to bed.

The young master Bai, who was wearing a snow-blue gown, was busy in and out, and suddenly felt a sticky gaze, and his steps into the main hall stopped, and he turned back into the snowstorm again.

"Hide me?" Feng Wobai, who was huddled in the chair, grabbed the melon seeds and jumped up, nibbling as he walked, and followed Bai Hemian closely.

Young Master Bai, who held the ledger between his arms, was caught by Feng Wobai in the garden.

"Why bother?" Feng Wobai opened his mouth, and the skin of the melon seeds fell in the muddy snow with the wind, "Now the Feng family is left with you and me, we should help each other..."

"No money." Bai Hemian couldn't hear Feng Lao San's chatter, and said without raising his head, "Second brother Feng can support the Feng family when his leg is injured. You, Feng Wobai, have hands and feet. Will you ask for money?"

Feng Wobai in the past would feel ashamed when he heard this, but now the youngest of the Feng family has already lost his face, and after hearing Bai Hemian's ridicule, instead of getting angry, he clapped his hands, brushed off the melon seeds, and hummed softly. Said: "Second Brother Feng, Second Brother Feng... Do you only know Second Brother Feng?"

Feng Wobai lowered his head, approached Bai Hemian, and sniffed his neck greedily: "Hemian, don't think I can't see that you have a man."

Bai Hemian choked.

Of course there are men, since he got into Second Brother Feng's bed, he can't get out of bed for a few days every week.

"Tell me, is he good?" Seeing that Bai Hemian did not refute, Feng Wobai asked jealously, seeing that Bai Hemian did not refute, "Is he taking care of you comfortably? Has your family property been handed over to others?"

"Comfortable." Young Master Bai was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

He smiled magnanimously, without hesitation in the arc of the corners of his mouth.

Bai Hemian thought to himself: I feel comfortable doing anything with Brother Feng, what do you know about Brother Feng?

As for property...

He rolled his eyes, provoking Feng Wobai on purpose: "Even if I give it to him, so what? He serves me comfortably on the bed, so I naturally want to satisfy him under the bed."

Feng Wobai's expression gradually twisted following Bai Hemian's words, and the hand that had grabbed Guazi raised again, wanting to grab his neck.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Hemian took out a slender dagger from his sleeve, and put his backhand against Feng Wobai's neck.

Snow fell on the scabbard quietly, Feng Wobai's eyes were wide open, his dry throat became a blower, and he let out several hoarse gasps.

"Third Master, you don't think I've suffered a loss once, and I'll be beaten obediently, right?" Bai Hemian raised her eyebrows triumphantly, her slender fingers walked back and forth by the scabbard, making gestures of exerting strength from time to time.

"You...you..." Feng Wobai's heart moved up and down following his movements.

"I'm a man without a husband." Bai Hemian smiled slightly, "Don't mess with me, otherwise, I can do anything."

The unsheathed dagger was back in Young Master Bai's sleeve, and he saluted Third Master Feng Shi Shiran, respectfully and modestly, with the bearing that a "second wife" should have: "Third Master, please. "

Feng Wobai touched his neck, his calves were shaking, he took two steps back, and fell to the ground.

Young Master Bai put his hands in his hands with a half-smile, snowflakes fell on his shoulders one after another.

Feng Laosan's eyes dimmed, and he got up in a daze, desire overcame fear—it was so beautiful.

There is pleasure in conquering such talents.

Bai Hemian watched Feng Wobai go away, always felt that the other party's last look at him was not right, but he didn't want to catch up and ask, so he turned around and walked towards the east wing.

In the end, after walking two steps, Young Master Bai was also pinned to his throat.

It's just that next to his neck is Feng Erye's well-articulated hand.

"A man without a husband can do anything..." Feng Qisong hugged Bai Hemian in front of him, and stroked the lines on his body through a thick gown, "Huh?"

Bai Hemian's knees softened, and he obediently leaned on Feng Qisong's body.

Even though his clothes are so thick, Second Brother Feng's hand still makes the peony flower on his body bloom.