Yan Qianyan now saw Gou Xiaoru and suddenly Li Zhu'er. Yan Jiaoyan, the www.biquge.info of pen & fun & pavilion, had already told her that their sisters returned to the capital with Mu Hanfeng, and got the news and silver sent by Liu Wuying, and Li Zhu'er also secretly took Zeng Fugui and his son to follow, which was said to be in the slum area called Qianjia Lane.

To be honest, I should have seen her after I went back, in fact, she didn't hate her for more than four years, and she was still a little worried about her, and she would know her news from Yan Jiaoyan's mouth from time to time.

Thinking about people who are related to you. Thinking too much.

By the time she felt a strong pressure coming down the ground, Mu Hanfeng had already arrived in front of the bed.

Feeling the overwhelming sense of oppression, Yan Qianyan quickly stuffed his head into the thin blanket and pretended to be asleep as soon as possible. It's a pity it's too late.

Mu Hanfeng looked at the delicate body curled up like a kitten a little funny, and her jet-black shiny hair was scattered on the pillow. It's like a child who has done something wrong and is eager to cover it up, but instead exposes it. Slightly pulling the corners of his mouth and smiling lightly, he actually had a rare doting color.

It's just that this little expression is fleeting, he stared coldly at her round and graceful back, and his hoarse voice revealed a hint of danger: "Don't pretend, get up and go to breakfast." ”

Eating breakfast is a personal freedom, and you can eat as much as you want, so you should be able to skip eating if you don't want to. Is this also to be forced.

Yan Tianyan pretended not to hear, and let out a slight breath very childishly.

Mu Hanfeng couldn't help but smile again, this is too obvious, is it to slander his IQ or his.

But there didn't seem to be any sense of disobedience, and he wasn't angry at all. Instead, she became interested and wanted to see what she was going to do next.

He lowered his face, tore off the thin blanket and said coldly, "Get up." ”

Yan Qianyan knew that he couldn't pretend anymore, and he was a little funny that he had become so low IQ.

But I really didn't want the two cheap men and women to eat together, so I simply stuffed my head almost into the pillow even more childishly, and whispered dreamingly: "I'm really asleep." ”

One sentence made Mu Hanfeng almost laugh.

He forced a smile, reached out and dragged her up, planted her heavily on the ground, held her shoulders and made her look at him, and said, "Wake up now." ”

Of course, when you wake up, it's hard to stand and fall asleep, and it's not a horse.

Yan Tianyan just pulled out the hairpin in a panic and pretended to be asleep, messing up his hair, and was dragged up by Mu Hanfeng just shook his head, and his hair fell down, very soft.

"Wake up, but you have to comb your hair first."

If it is said that in the previous life, it was more temperamental to wear hair, but this is ancient times, and hair is not called temperament, but it is called mantle, which ruins the image.

Mu Hanfeng looked at her coldly and took his hand away. Yan Qianyan turned around and went to the table.

Her waist-length supple black hair shone with a healthy sheen in the sunlight that spilled into the room, making her look more elegant, very fairy, she didn't wear shoes, but her bare feet stepped on the ground paved with primary-colored wooden boards, her feet were very delicate and fair, five small delicate feet, and her beautiful nails were painted with a faint red. She casually tightened the belt of the gray and white dress, and her waist was even more graceful.

Mu Hanfeng only felt that his lower abdomen was tight, and a fiery warm current rushed out from the bottom of his abdomen, and he blushed and his heart beat after a while. He involuntarily stepped forward and reached out to hold her waist, looked down and sniffed her hair, and a faint fragrance came to his nose.

He looked down at her smooth and delicate little feet again, each nail full and delicate like a pale red pearl set on a white and silky finger. It's very aesthetically pleasing, and it makes him want to pick it up and play with it and appreciate it.

I didn't expect that in addition to her incomparably beautiful body, her toes were also so beautiful, I don't know what she painted on her nails. The eyes subconsciously looked at her fingers. Her hands are more like a work of art than her feet, the skin on the back of her hands is like congealed fat, her five fingers are slender and white and soft as boneless, and the nail bowl shape is very beautiful, which is oval wrapped around the pointed fingertips, cut and trimmed like a crystal clear shell. The fingernails are also painted, shimmering with a faint pink, and there are beautiful patterns on them.

Can there be patterns on the fingertips? This was the first time he had admired a woman's nails with all his heart. It's so beautiful. Can there still be patterns?

It made him very strange and wanted to take it over and take a good look.

He watched her gently comb her hair with a delicate horn comb to make it softer, and then with a casual pull, he finished pulling a simple bun on the top of her head, fixing it with a peach wood hairpin, and adding a blue square scarf hollowed out in the middle to fix it.

The standard little guy dressed, but the forehead was full and smooth, and the neck was white and slender. It adds a sense of nobility.

Because his waist was held by him, Yan Tianyan writhed his body very uncomfortably from time to time, soft like a swaying water, after Mu Hanfeng Adam's apple rolled very hard, his heart was as uncomfortable as a fire, he felt like a fish about to be burned dry, and he desperately wanted to join this soft water. His eyes became swirling, and his breathing thickened.

Then it took a lot of perseverance to force down the fire in his body.

He knew that if it weren't for Shen Ningxiang still waiting outside, he would definitely waste a whole day extinguishing the fire first to cool down.

"Ma'am. These nails are good. Pretty. Take a look at the husband. ”

Mu Hanfeng forced his teeth at the flame that was about to move in his heart, and reached out to take Yan Tanyan's hand to look at her nails.

"What's there to see, it's just to relieve boredom and have fun."

Yan Tianyan subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but he had already been held in his hand by Mu Hanfeng and studied it carefully.

Yan Tianyan couldn't withdraw his hand, so he had to let him put his hand in the wide and fat palm.

"How?"

Mu Hanfeng saw Yan Tianyan's round and full oval nails, and the white and crystal background was a beautiful light red flower. Ten fingers were placed in the palm of one of his hands, like ten cute little red flowers. I have never found another kind of beauty in a woman besides her appearance and body, Mu Hanfeng was very surprised and gently stroked her lovely nails with her other finger, if you are not careful, you really can't feel the level of flowers.

Mu Hanfeng held Yan Yanyan's hand and stroked his fingernails, like a young man who was just beginning to fall in love with the careful care of his beloved woman.

It's kind of scary.

Yan Tianyan's scalp began to tingle, and goosebumps fell to the ground.

She endured the panic in her heart, pulled her fingers out, and glanced at Mu Hanfeng with reproach: "Childe, you make the concubine a little scared like this." It's just a woman's gadget, and there's nothing technical about it. ”

After speaking, he blushed and left first.

It's like being coquettish.

Mu Hanfeng's heart shook again, looked at the empty palm, hooked the corners of his mouth, and followed. (To be continued.) )