Fukangan froze for a moment from his face to all parts of his body. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was a moment of blankness in his mind.

"Fu San Gongzi, but do you really treat me?" The whispered inquiry with a hint of heat in his ears came into Fu Kangan's ears, as if with indescribable uncertainty, but full of expectation, which made people feel pity.

Fukangan even has a sense of unreality.

The person who has had infinite affection for her in the past few years is clearly him, and now why is it her to ask if he really treats her?

The feeling that the stance has changed from active to passive, and that the mind is cherished by others, is really ...... It's so ethereal.

He spoke in a tone that was so determined that he couldn't tell her all his thoughts: "I swear to heaven that if Miss Jin Er's intentions are half false, I am willing to accept it—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a warm and cool soft touch covering his lips.

She seemed to have a faint scent of her daughter on her fingertips.

For a moment, Fukangan felt a tingling sensation spread from his lips to the top of his head, and then quickly to the soles of his feet.

"You don't have to swear, but when you say, I believe you. ”

Fukangan couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.

In the candlelit cabin, she leaned on her shoulder, her peach blossom eyes seemed to be a little more sparkling than the lake, and the tails and eyebrows of her eyes were full of infinite affection, so that he almost fell into it with just one glance.

The fingers she had hidden over his lips moved slightly, but they covered his handsome, well-defined face.

Her fingertips seemed to be filled with electricity, and everywhere she touched them, he even had to exert great concentration to control the urge to tremble.

The four eyes met, and he felt that there was nothing else between heaven and earth, and she was the only one in his eyes.

He seemed to be really drunk at this time, in a trance, not knowing what heaven and earth were.

She also drank a few glasses, her cheeks flushed, and her face, which was extremely cold in the past, was actually delicate at the moment.

Fukangan unconsciously moved his Adam's apple.

Jin Rongyue's fingers happened to land on his neck.

"Miss Jin Er......" He even became slightly drunk in his tone for a moment.

"Call me Yue'er, right?" Jin Rongyue looked at him, and her soft tone was like a spring breeze in April, which went straight to people's hearts.

"Yue'......" Fukangan called in a trance: "Yue'er ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sudden softness on his lips, as if something was pressing up.

In front of her were her close, closed eyes, and gently moving eyelashes.

She tossed and turned on his lips, her movements infinitely provocative.

Fukangan's pupils contracted violently, and his heartbeat was disturbed to the extreme.

Her hands had climbed over his shoulders, bringing them closer together.

The pressure on his lips is gradually increasing, as if he is forgetful.

Fukangan began to respond to her subconsciously, his lips and tongue breathed together, lingering to the place of emotion, and unconsciously stretched out his arms to take her into his arms.

Seeing this, Jin Rongyue slowly pushed him to the hidden sac of the cabin behind him without a trace.

He leaned against the wall of the boat, and she was leaning in front of him.

The soft fragrance in his arms and the aroma of wine made Fukangan gradually lose his mind.

The belt on Jin Rongyue's waist slipped off at some point, and she seemed to be following a good path, holding his hand and slowly moving it down, causing him to reach into the clothes.

The touch of the slippery skin came from under the palm, and the unprepared Fukangan's subordinates moved, I don't know what they realized, and there was a bit of sobriety in their eyes.

Jin Rongyue was still gently biting his lower lip, then to his chin, and then sliding down to his neck.

Fukangan trembled slightly, but he was full of excitement and suddenly pushed her away!

Jin Rongyue, who was completely defenseless, suddenly slammed into the tea table behind her.

She frowned and let out a snort, her face still flushed before it had time to dissipate.

"You ......"

She looked at Fukangan, her eyes full of grievance and incomprehension.

Fukangan suddenly stood up.

He said "I'm sorry" almost in a panic.

Then he hurried out of the cabin.

"Third master. ”

Seeing his grandfather come out, Fuying, who was squatting on the bow of the boat and chatting with the boatman, hurriedly stood up to meet him.

In the darkness, Fukangan's face was indistinguishable, but his feet were like the wind, and he did not ask the boatman to dock the boat any more, but stepped into the shallow water regardless of it, and strode ashore on the ankle-high cold lake.

Fu Ying was stunned and hurriedly followed.

When he followed, Fukangan was already on his horse.

He didn't even bother to turn his horse's head, so he drove his horse away as fast as he could.

"Third master, where are you going!" Fu Ying shouted urgently as he went to lead his horse.

The direction in which Fukangan rode away was not the way back to the city at all.

He didn't know where he was going.

He's in a mess!

"Drive!"

Fukangan was almost on a rampage along the way, but fortunately it was on the outskirts of the city, and it was getting late at this time, so it did not hurt pedestrians.

But he suffered from Fuying, whose riding skills were far inferior to his, the mountain road was difficult, and there was not even a lantern to illuminate, and he was only half a cup of tea before and after, so he was thrown away by Fukangan, and could only continue to chase forward with the sound of horses' hooves.

……

The crescent moon rises over the branches, and in the middle of winter, there are fewer insects in the mountains, but there are occasional late birdsong across the Half Moon Lake.

A few bright wind lamps lit up the surroundings.

Feng Jiwen took two maids out with a fire fold, and was lighting the wick of the river lantern by the pond.

After lighting up all the more than a dozen river lanterns, Feng Jiwen said to the concubine who was "watching coldly" with Mama Yu on the side: "Concubine, everything is ready, come and put the lantern and pray——"

The concubine's face was full of rejection.

"I don't want to pray, you can let it go. ”

Although she has been eating fasting Buddha for many years, she has never believed in this.

Even if there are really gods in this world, but people live in the world, and there are too many entanglements, and they can't even figure it out themselves, so how can they dare to rely on the gods to crack it?

In the final analysis, belief is just the result of seeking a sustenance.

"Are you really not going to put a few lamps?" Feng Jiwen turned back to look at her and asked.

The concubine said nonchalantly: "You can let it go for He Shen." ”

"......" Feng Jiwen pursed her lips slightly.

How did it get to him?

Even if there is, it's not all......

She silently turned her head, took the river lantern handed by Xiaoxian, squatted on the edge of the pond and tiptoed her left foot slightly, leaned over and put the river lantern into the water smoothly, and gently pushed it away.

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ps: The first update ~~~~~

Today, a few little angels Weibo private messages care about me, because I haven't had time to reply to the code word in a hurry, thank you for your concern here~ I'm in good condition now, and I don't vomit, but I'm always a little sleepy, and I sleep when I'm sleepy during the day, so I'm in ^_^ good spirits at night (to be continued.) )