Look at the lazy and leisurely leaning on the cushion, and from time to time teasing his Feng Jingting, and then look at Lu Weixin outside, and suddenly feel inexplicably congested. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She lifted the curtain of the car and said to Lu Weixin: "Xiao Wei, are you cold?"

There was some noise around, her voice faintly reached Lu Weixin's ears, he was slightly stunned, followed the sound, and saw Guo Wenying poking out half of his head from the carriage, and was waving to her with a smile.

Lu Weixin smiled in his heart, and then smiled heartily, "It's not cold, I've long been used to blowing in the northwest." ”

Guo Wenying pondered, "If you are cold, I will lend you the cloak." ”

Lu Weixin looked down at her, a gentle look quietly flowed out of his bright eyes, and he nodded with a little joy, "Okay, you lend me your cloak." ”

If it was someone else's cloak, he might not want to wear it, but Guo Wenying's, thinking about it, feels warm in his heart.

Guo Wenying smiled and handed out his cloak, and saw that he was carefully tied to his body, before closing the heavy canopy curtain, and the carriage fell into a warm world again.

Feng Jingting couldn't help but raise his eyes to peep at her, his deep eyes flashed a hint of discoloration, and then he lowered his head again, pretending to pick up the book from the side and look.

The conversation between the two of them reached his ears, on one side was his right-hand man, and on the other hand, he was the woman on the tip of his heart, this sticky answer, lingering communication, he should probably choose to ignore it wisely......

He endured it, but after all, he couldn't concentrate on the book, and stabilized his voice and joked: "Wenying, you and Lu Weixin really have a good relationship." ”

He didn't look up, his dark eyelashes covered the clear light in his eyes, and it was impossible to distinguish his expression for a while.

Guo Wenying glanced at him casually, and guessed what he was thinking, recently he guarded her like a thief, Fang Yuntang is okay, Lu Weixin is also in charge?

She looked at him coldly, "The prince doesn't know if I have a good relationship with Weixin? A brother in the trenches, if you borrow a cloak or something, you can give it to him." After a pause, his eyes widened at him, "Besides, the prince is too lenient, the prince teaches every subordinate so respectfully, does he like to ask about everything?"

Feng Jingting was choked up, knowing that she was probably angry that she was looking for someone to stare at her all the time, but wouldn't he stare at her? Let's not say whether she would have an affair with Fang Yuntang and dump him, and hook up with Lu Weixin, and didn't take him seriously. It's just that there are dangers around her now, and her life is in danger all the time, so how can she not let people follow her? It's a pity that this girl has no conscience, and she blinded him to his kindness.

He ignored her in anger for a while, but after waiting for a while, he didn't see her showing weakness, and he didn't say anything more to himself. I felt that my face was a little broken, and I couldn't read the book anymore.

sighed slightly, smiled softly with his eyes, and said in a somewhat flattering voice: "I see that your spirit is a little weak, don't carve, take a break to recuperate your spirit." ”

Guo Wenying glanced up at him, then lowered her head again, as if she hadn't heard him.

Feng Jingting was not annoyed, and still had a smile on his face, "It's tiring to travel for a while, why don't you learn this carving? ”

Guo Wenying was speechless, there was really nothing to say to this kind of rich and powerful uncle.

However, after a while, she still picked up the troll, and really sat beside Feng Jingting reluctantly. It's not that I'm persuaded by his sincerity, but that he talks a bit too much, and it's really annoying to listen to.

The place where Feng Jingting sits is relatively wide, more like a soft couch for temporary rest, with satin cushions with sandalwood eight treasure patterns on it, just right to lie down.

Seeing Guo Wenying coming over obediently, Feng Jingting raised his lips and chuckled, grabbed her waist to help her lie down, and sent a soft pillow to her porcelain-like delicate neck.

He half-leaned on the cushion of the canopy wall, and smiled at her modestly, "Sleep, I'll call you at the front station." ”

His voice has always been good, and his gentle voice is like a cloud in the sky, as if it has hypnotic power. As a result, Guo Wenying was really sleepy, and her eyelids gradually became sour.

However, to be on the safe side, she put up a cushion to separate the two of them, and sternly warned him not to lean over. The hideous four-clawed dragon embroidery on his chest was extremely clear, and it could pop out at any time and swallow her into his belly, which was dangerous just to look at.

She stared for a moment to see that he had no more excessive actions, and then closed her eyes and shut herself in the dark. The sense of smell became unprecedentedly acute, and the faint fragrance on his body was refreshing, pulling her thoughts from time to time, and gradually she didn't know where to fly.

Feng Jingting looked at her sleeping face, and then looked at the cushion separating the two, and couldn't tell what it was like. When did he become the object of dislike?

He lowered his eyes to her, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows contained affection, which was undisguisedly revealed. The woman he loved curled up beside him, her lips flushed, her thick eyelashes quivering slightly, as delicate and well-behaved as a cat.

With her all these years, as long as she stays by her side, she can always feel unprecedented peace of mind.

Or he didn't understand his mind before, and did a lot of things that were not pleasing to women, but when he found that this girl gradually entered his heart, the relationship between the two seemed to be ...... Well, it's not as good as it used to be. If she had only been in awe of him before, how could she have ever been so wary of him?

It's easy for someone who wants her, and you can get things done by pressing her down horizontally and vertically, but if you want her heart, you don't know what method to use?

He has lived so much, he has never liked any woman, and he has never bothered about women, when he wants, he directly finds a woman who pushes him down and goes to bed, no matter what status he has, there is no woman he can't get.

But for her, he has been thinking about her for a long time, how dare he be so strong, he can only suppress a dirty mind, racking his brains to think about how to get her heart?

The more I think about it, the more headache I get!

Along the way, he was like a wronged little daughter-in-law, shrunk aside sadly, and his mind was full of thoughts about the one who had no conscience.

By dusk, the group arrived at Tianhe Station.

Guo Wenying woke up, and was covered with two layers of heavy cloak by Feng Jingting. When she got out of the carriage, she yawned and followed him closely, and walked with a staggering step, as if she had not yet woken up.

There were already Jinyi guards who took the lead in coming to report the news, and there were people kneeling at the door of the post station, there were guys in the store, more than a dozen military officials who settled here, and a seven-grade official wearing an official robe, who seemed to be specially greeted by the magistrate of the nearby county.

Seeing them coming, the person kneeling on the ground saluted respectfully and humbly: "Xiaguan and others have seen the prince!"

Feng Jingting swept away the appearance of the aggrieved little daughter-in-law in the car just now, and walked in front with a lofty spirit, with a warm smile on his face, but there was an indelible grandeur between his eyebrows.