Chapter 162: Gossip
"Girl, He Gongzi is gone."
In the Liufang Courtyard, a big girl hurriedly ran into the house and replied to Fang Qian, who was reclining on the beauty couch.
The leisurely and graceful figure suddenly lifted up, and his eyes swept towards the big girl ring, so frightened that the big girl ring shrank back and lowered her head.
"Gone? Where did it go? ”
The gloomy voice carried the cold air of Sensen.
The eldest girl didn't dare to come out, and bowed her head and replied: "The person who went to call He Gongzi replied that He Gongzi was not in the house, and asked the person next door, and they all said that He Gongzi did not return last night." ”
"Didn't come home last night?"
"It's just a small mess, why should the girl take it to heart."
A sudden male voice sounded, startling the eldest girl, and then suddenly found that there was a son in a brocade robe sitting in the corner of the house.
Yahuan's face suddenly turned pale, it was her own negligence, and she rushed in without reporting in a hurry, I don't know how the girl wants to blame, as soon as she thinks of this, cold sweat breaks out on her forehead.
"Hehehe." Fang Qian laughed so hard that she said to Yahuan after laughing: "Xu is going to visit relatives and friends, make a fuss about a little thing, and send someone to take a look later." ”
"Yes."
Yahuan was about to retire, when she heard Fang Qian say again: "Go out and guard the courtyard, and no one is allowed to come in." ”
"Yes."
After Yahuan went out, there were only two people left in the room, the man slowly got up and walked to Fang Qian, who was still leaning back on the couch, sat on the edge of the couch, picked up Fang Qian's white and tender hands, stroked and played, and said with a little grievance: "You care so much about the surname He, do you want to make Xiaoluo jealous?" ”
"Giggles." Fang Qian covered her mouth with her other hand and smiled, "This girl likes Xiao Luo's jealous appearance the most." ”
"You ......" The man named Xiao Luo put her finger into his mouth and bit it with pretended annoyance, and after biting, he added/licked each of her fingers one by one.
The numb and crispy feeling spread all over her body, Fang Qian snorted comfortably, and her whole body softened on the couch.
"Are you comfortable?" Xiao Luo glanced at her and said with a smile: "There is something more comfortable." ”
As he spoke, he leaned over and kissed him all the way from his eyes, cheeks, lips to his neck, and his hands reached into his clothes......
The temperature in the house is getting higher and higher. The erosive **** voice and coquettish panting soon sounded on the stepping bed, and at this moment near dusk, it was undisguised and scattered in the sky above Liufangyuan.
This night, He Gongzi still did not return.
Three days later. Fang Qian was furious, smashed a room of good utensils, and in the end, fell on the couch in a dejected manner.
She finally understood that He Shaoxing really abandoned her. It's really gone.
There are many men around her, in addition to He Shaoxing, there are several, each with its own appearance and unique flavor, but only He Shaoxing made her really interested and attentive. Other men are somewhat flattering and flattering to her, only He Shaoxing, even in front of her. is still the demeanor of green pines and green bamboos, and it is this smell that makes her obsessed and makes her sink.
She could sense that He Shaoxing still had affection for her in the past, but later, she ......
"Sluts, they're all sluts."
pinching the beauty pillow on the couch fiercely is like pinching the fox's pointed face. If he didn't want He Shaoxing to see his intentions, he would have only injured that slut's hand, and would have scratched her annoying face with seventy or eighty wounds. Let's see if anyone wants to look at her anymore.
It's because my heart is too soft, I sent the fox girl earlier, maybe I won't leave me if I don't do it.
No, I've never missed what I wanted.
A fierce light flashed in his eyes. got up and straightened his headdress and clothes, went out of the yard, and went to Wenxiangzhai with a personal ring.
Wenxiangzhai is the residence of her eldest brother Fang Zhen.
"Big brother." Pushing open the door of the eldest brother's study, I saw Fang Zhen sitting behind the desk, holding a beautiful little girl in his arms, teaching her to write with her hands.
I don't know what was said in her ear. The little girl giggled and fell limply into his arms.
The ambiguous feelings in the room were suddenly interrupted, Fang Zhen raised his head impatiently, and was about to scold, when he saw that it was Fang Qiancai who stopped, the little girl hurriedly stood up from him, blessed Fang Qian, and went out with Fang Zhen's waving hand.
"What?" The good thing was interrupted, and Fang Zhen's tone was very impatient.
"Big brother, you have to help Qian'er." Fang Qian ignored his stinky face, stepped forward and took his arm and coquettishly, "There is a little guy in my courtyard, it is very hateful, big brother must help me find it." ”
"What's the matter, let the housekeeper send a few people to catch it."
Looking at the gorgeous face in front of him, Fang Zhen's tone softened a little, and looked down his face, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly, the girl's figure is really good, this is quite upside down, if it is...... Alas, it's a pity that it's my own sister-in-law.
His eyes paused on Fang Qian's chest for a long time, and finally reluctantly left.
Fang Qian didn't seem to know, but still took his hand, and said in a coquettish voice: "No, big brother, what can those rice buckets in the house do, you go and let the yamen paint a portrait and let the yamen send someone to arrest it, okay, big brother." ”
"Okay, okay, the sister's business is the big brother's business, it's just that the sister has to thank the big brother."
"The eldest brother helped Qian'er, can Qian'er send two more girls to the eldest brother?"
Fang Zhen stretched out his hand and touched Fang Qian's face, laughing, "Haha, okay, the girl trained by the sister is different." ”
At this time, in the streets and alleys of Wucheng, some rumors about the girl in Fangfu slowly spread.
Those wine shops, tea houses, restaurants, and books, anyway, where there are many people, there are endless discussions.
"Have you heard, about the Fang Mansion?"
"What's the matter?"
"I heard that the little girls around the three girls of Fang Mansion are all handsome, do you know why? Because those are not ordinary little girls, they are the faces raised by the three girls of Fangfu. ”
"What? How so? ”
"Tsk, a big girl's family, she's so bold."
"How do you know about such a secret thing?"
"How can there be an impermeable wall in the world, even if it is secret, there will always be some rumors, not to mention that people are doing it, the sky is watching, God knows, the earth knows, now I know, you also know, hehe."
……
Rumors spread to the governor's mansion.
The family of three sat in the main room with gloomy faces, and waved away all the maids-in-law, only a warm incense lingered around.
"Father, I will never agree to this family business."
Lord Guo's sister-in-law, Guo Siyuan's face was full of anger, and the anger was about to break through the top of his head, and the house was about to burn.
"Yes, master, there is such a scandal in the Fang family, how can we let that kind of shameless woman enter the door."
Lord Guo's face was so heavy that he was about to drip water, he secretly clenched his fists, and sighed for a long time, "But the Fang family has the grace of knowing me, how can I say the words of retreat?" ”
"The lord forgives the concubine for disagreeing with this, although the Fang family is kind to the master, but he knows that his daughter is so virtuous, and he wants to force it to our distant son, this is not to put our Guo family in his eyes, just treat the master as a slave of his family, over the years, the master has done his best for the Fang family, but what can be exchanged for it, the lord ......"
"Alright, don't talk about it."
Master Guo's face was painful, and he slammed his fist on the table. (To be continued.) )