It wasn't until Zhao Jinxuan stepped out of the door that Shen Tingyi reacted in hindsight and hurriedly strode after him, "Miss Zhao, wait for me!" I'll send you back! ”

Zhao Jinxuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she quietly accelerated her pace, her eyes full of impatience and boredom.

The one who can enter her Zhao Jinxuan's eyes will not be a sissy like Qian Jiaren, let alone a notorious playboy like Shen Tingyi!

The person who provoked the trouble finally left, Xie Jinci held the flower table, exhaled deeply, and his tense body gradually relaxed.

In this gamble, she made the right bet, but she also made the wrong bet.

The reason why the farce ended unharmed was not because of her words.

Notice

Zhao Jinxuan said casually, and she could influence Shen Tingyi's approach!

Fortunately, Zhao Jinxuan did not fall into the ground, otherwise even if she broke her mouth, Qian Jiaren would probably be beaten.

After all, she is not strong enough.

The seven or eight-year-old little scholar revealed a deep contemplation and contemplation that did not match his age.

Jiang Zhaoyun shouted at her several times before she came back to her senses and let out an "ah" in a daze.

Qian Jiaren was helped to stand up by Jiang Zhaoyun, pursed her lips with red eyes and smiled: "Ci'er, it's time to go, this meal, people will make it up to you next time!" ”

Walking out of Tianxiangfang, the aroma of fat powder gradually fades, and the night is like a fog in Lin'an City, which is rarely dyed with a little quiet.

Jiang Zhaoyun and Qian Jiaren sent Xie Jinci to the back door of the Shen Mansion, and watched her enter safely, so they left together.

By the moonlight, Xie Jinci walked through the verandah in the dark, and soon turned into Ling Heng Courtyard.

An octagonal wind lamp hung quietly in the corridor outside the house, silently illuminating the path under her feet.

The little girl's eyes were clear, looking at the bamboo strips of paper with warm yellow lights reflected in the window, and suddenly she felt like she was going home.

She curled the corners of her mouth and ran to the door of the room with a cheerful step, and was about to push the door in, but stopped abruptly when she heard the laughter in the room.

It's the southern frost.

The little girl hesitated for a moment, but did not push the door open, and turned to go to the kitchen.

She hadn't eaten anything at night, and she was so hungry that she couldn't do it.

I cooked a bowl of Yangchun noodles for myself, boiled hot water to bathe and change clothes, and worked for most of the hour, but the door of the bedroom was still closed.

Nanshuang was still inside, she couldn't go in to rest, but it was not a matter to stay in the kitchen all the time, after thinking about it, she lit a lamp and went to the small study building alone.

In the bedroom, a young man in a frost-white shirt was obliquely draped in an embroidered silver crane and looked at the orchid, sitting in front of the bookcase, flipping through a subset of scriptures and histories with an indigo cover in his hand.

The girl with a bright face leaned on his side, her beautiful eyes looking at him affectionately, and her slender fingers roamed around his neck.

Shen Changfeng put down the book, pressed the restless hand, and said with a low smile: "Sister, I can't even read the book like this." ”

Nan Shuang smiled charmingly, called "Childe" coquettishly, and climbed the young man's shoulders and straddled his lap.

"Childe has done so well in learning, what kind of books are you warming at night......"

She deliberately raised her arm to let the sleeves slip off, revealing a large section of fair skin, reached out and picked up the tea cup, and slowly brought it to the young man's lips, "Childe, why don't you take a sip of tea, huh?" ”

Shen Changfeng looked at the girl in his arms with a smile and warmth, his peach blossom eyes were slightly bent, "It's not impossible to drink tea." But ......"

He leaned close to the girl's ear, blew on the hot air, and murmured, "I want my sister, feed me with your mouth." ”

The young man's voice is mellow and sultry, and he deliberately lowers it at this time, which sounds like an indescribable sense of charm.

Nanshuang had already experienced the affair, and although she didn't like his proximity in her heart, her body was very honestly emotional.

Her cheeks were dyed crimson, and she quietly distanced herself from him, and said angrily, "Childe is so bad! Slaves and maids should not depend on you...... This tea was made by the slave maid herself, if the son didn't drink it, wouldn't it hurt the slave's heart? ”

"Tsk, my sister doesn't want to feed me, and it also hurts my heart."

Shen Changfeng picked up the girl by the waist and walked towards the old stepping bed with a smile, "I have a good book here, I want to read it with my sister, and by the way, I will ask my sister for advice." ”

Nanshuang was placed on the edge of the bed by him, still holding a steaming tea cup in his hand.

He bent under the pillow and groped for a book, with a red cover painted with beautiful spring flowers, his slender fingers caressing the book, and a deep smile in his peach blossom eyes.

Nanshuang suddenly had a bad premonition.

She raised the teacup and tried her best not to make her voice tremble: "The fourth prince should drink the tea first, what good book do you have to read now?" I'll see later, it's not all the same......"

Shen Changfeng stared at her bright face, hooked his lips and said, "Nature is the best book in the world." ”

He raised his hand and flicked it over with precision.

The teacup tumbled far away, and the tea spilled all over the ground, seeping into the cold air along with the medicine in the tea.

Nanshuang was startled and was about to pick up the teacup when the boy suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed her to the bed!

A young man with a beautiful appearance, with an evil arc on his red lips, and a cinnabar color at the end of his left eye, like a goblin that captivates people's hearts.

Nanshuang looked at his close face, and her heart beat irrepressibly.

Shen Changfeng pressed on the girl, shook the book in his hand, hooked his long fingers, and turned to the page that had been marked.

He looked at the contents of the page, sighed lightly, held the book in front of the girl's eyes, and asked with a smile: "I have studied this posture for a long time, I wonder if my sister can try it with me?" ”

The candlelight, the secret picture of the Spring Festival that makes people blush and heartbeat is reflected in the girl's eyes, and it is fully displayed.

Nanshuang's eyes widened in horror, and her face suddenly became ugly.

She wanted to push the person on her body away, but her two wrists were overlapped and imprisoned above her head by the teenager, unable to move.

Shen Changfeng pressed against her forehead and reached out to her waist, "I, I've long wanted to taste my sister." ”

"No...... Fourth son, don't! ”

Feeling that the belt of her clothes was being torn open, Nanshuang desperately broke free from the shackles of the young man, and crawled and fell under the bed with a rolling belt, and said with teary eyes: "Don't ...... Don't ......"

Shen Changfeng smiled and sat up straight unhurriedly.

The frost-white shirt was loosely draped over him, and the placket was slightly open, and the white chest with distinct textures could be faintly seen.

"Sister, what do you mean by this? Trying to serve me, but won't warm my bed? ”

His voice was soft, and his amorous peach blossom eyes crossed the girl, and he looked in the direction of the door.

Nanshuang didn't know how to answer, shook her hands and tied her clothes, and shook her head vigorously, "No, it's not like this......"

Mrs. Guo sent her to Ling Heng Courtyard to let her poison the fourth prince by any means.

The so-called unscrupulous means naturally include sacrificing one's body.

With the appearance of the fourth son, if it was the first half of the year, maybe she would be willing to commit to him.

But now, she is the third son's person!

She only has the third son in her heart, how can she accept to be happy with other men?

When her sister Nan Rong was serving the fourth son, she had never been touched, she thought that the fourth son was just Meng Lang in words, but in fact he was clean and self-conscious, who would have thought that he would have such dirty thoughts about himself!

The girl bit her lower lip, her face full of panic.

"Oh? Not so? Then my sister told me, what is it? ”

Shen Changfeng leaned forward, his slender fingers clamped the girl's jaw, and gradually deepened his strength.

He forced her to look up, curling her eyes and chuckling, "What? My sister doesn't like me? ”

Nanshuang looked at the young man's smile, only to feel a chill.

She frowned in pain, her teary eyes full of fear, "No, slave...... Naturally, I like the fourth son! ”

"Like me?"

Wen mellow's voice rose slightly, and the young man raised his jade eyebrows, and the fingers clamping the girl's jaw tightened more and more, as if they wanted to crush it.

"My sister doesn't even go to bed with me, but she says she likes me, how can I believe this? My sister hurts my heart like this, why do you stay in Lingheng Courtyard? Why don't I send my sister to the Wisteria Courtyard to be my mother's companion? ”

"No, you can't!"

Nanshuang blurted out, her crying voice full of fear.

Shen Changfeng raised his eyebrows.

Nanshuang met the young man's smiling eyes, and said, "Slave maid...... has always admired the fourth son, and can serve the son, the slave and maid are very happy...... It's just that the slave and maid are inconvenient today...... I'm afraid, I'm afraid I can't serve my son......"

"I see, my sister said it a long time ago?"

Shen Changfeng let go of her jaw and stroked her neck instead, "It's just a few days, I can still afford to wait." But sister, don't let me down again, eh? ”

Nanshuang lowered her eyelashes, tears running down her face and falling on the back of the boy's hand.

She closed her eyes and said softly, "The slave knows...... It's getting late at night, the slave and maid will retire first, and the son should rest early. ”

She got up from the ground, stumbled away, and almost ran away.

A young man with a beautiful appearance, the corners of his red lips are curved, but the bottom of his peach blossom eyes is cold.

He took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped the back of his hand.

As if he didn't know the pain, he didn't stop until he rubbed the skin of the place where the tears had been stained.

"Oh, it's dirty."

The young man watched as Yin Hong's blood oozed from the wound, and slowly spit out the words.

The night is getting darker.

The huge Shen Mansion fades away from the exquisite beauty of the day, leaving only the glazed wind lamp under the eaves of the verandah, which is plated with a layer of hazy shadow.

Nanshuang cried all the way to Huaide Courtyard, but saw that there was not even a light shadow in the third son's house.

This hour has not returned, and it is obvious that he has stayed in the gentle country of the woman outside.

Nanshuang was so angry that she trembled, but she was helpless.

Although she had already given her body to the third son, she was a nameless and pointless person in the end.

There is Mrs. Guo pressing her above, and the third son below is reluctant to accept her as a room, and her sister Nan Rong, I heard that she was sent by Mrs. Guo to run errands outside the city, and she didn't come back for half a month.

The girl with a bright face, suppressing endless thoughts, squatted down helplessly, and slowly hugged herself.

She's never been so aggrieved as she was tonight.

I couldn't poison it, and I almost lost my chastity!

"Three Sons...... Tingyi ...... Tingyi ......"

She murmured softly, thinking back to everything she had just experienced in Ling Heng Courtyard, and her tears were like broken beads, flowing non-stop.

Fortunately, she reacted on the spot and deceived the fourth son with a menstrual affair, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Suddenly, she was stunned.

Counting the days, this month's Kwai Shui seems to be a full nine days late.

She subconsciously covered her lower abdomen, and her eyes gradually brightened.

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Shen Changfeng: "I want my sister to feed me ...... by mouth"

Nanshuang: "Feeding with your mouth doesn't exist, you will die of this heart, although you are good-looking, I only have the third son in my heart!" ”

Nan Rong: "It's okay, I have four sons in my heart." ”

Shen Tingyi: "Although you are both my women, Miss Zhao is the white moonlight in my heart!" ”

Zhao Jinxuan (arrogant face): "Vomit." ”