When I came out, a large number of people had been waiting there for a long time. The scorching cold wind, the brave and invincible Liu Gongzi in the gentle township couldn't help but feel a little weak in his legs, especially looking at a few speckled snowflakes on the tips of Wan'er's hair, the bottom was weak, and he smirked twice.

Wan'er glanced at him angrily, and as for Bao Chu, Liu Pet and the others, they avoided their heads, watched their noses, ears and hearts, and tightened the restless war horse. Liu Feng took the reins of the horse with a broken scalp, put a cloak on herself by Wan'er, and took advantage of no one's attention, holding Wan'er's little hand with a salivating face, sticking out her tongue and laughing quietly: "Wan'er, who is leaving?" ”

Wan'er was suddenly attacked, hurriedly broke away, and saw that everyone on the left and right did not squint, so she relaxed a little, and her slender hand pinched Liu Feng's wrist fiercely, and her tight little face was full of anger, but she refused to explain it to him.

Suffering a lot of pain, Liu Feng still swayed left and right as if nothing happened, and said with a smile: "If you don't say it again, I won't come to you tonight!" ”

"Who scares about you!" Wan'er's face flushed, and she gave him a beautiful look, but she let him go, Su Su turned to tidy up his crumpled collar for him, but there was still a lewd breath on his sharp face, and he beat him bitterly: "All day long, I know that it is ridiculous, and I am not afraid of being tired!" ”

"It's so easy, your husband and I ......" Liu Feng laughed, and was about to say something unbearable, Wan'er hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover him, looking left and right, those interested guys had retreated early, and then she relaxed a little, and hummed: "I knew that it would be okay to let her go to you!" ”

"Well, you haven't told me yet, who's gone!" Liu Feng tightened his clothes, smiled wryly and shook his head, no matter how well Wan'er and Wang Yu Adei are sisters, some things are not said to be put down, and when you don't notice it, the smell will inevitably come out. In particular, Liu An, who was born to Wang Yu, is still Liu Feng's eldest son, and he is the most favored by Liu Feng.

Wan'er's face turned red, she lowered her head and sighed slowly, and said softly: "It's Langyu Zhuge Jin, I heard that his father Zhuge Jin died of illness and left the city at noon. ”

"Zhuge Jin?" Liu Feng frowned, he had Cai Yong's signboard in his heart, and he recruited many scholars, including even famous figures such as Xu Shu Zhuge Jin, Liu Feng often had to go on expeditions, and some situations would inevitably not be taken into account, so he recorded some of the "well-known" heroes he knew, which attracted more attention and handed them over to Wan'er.

Seeing him frowning, Wan'er reminded him when he forgot who Zhuge Jin was: "On that day, the Wang family was in turmoil and Jinyang, and burned Zhengxin, it was this son who sacrificed himself to fight the fire, and he was burned and disfigured ......."

"Huh?" Liu Feng nodded, joking, even if he didn't know Zhuge Jin, how could he not know his younger brother Shu Xiang Zhuge Liang? This is a symbol of Chinese wisdom for thousands of years, not to mention that Zhuge Jin himself is a very popular minister in Eastern Wu, and he is also a well-known hero. It's just that Liu Feng only remembers that the Zhuge brothers lost their father in their early years, relying on their uncle Zhuge Xuannan to go to Jingzhou Liu Biao, and he doesn't know what year Zhuge Jin's father Zhuge Jue died, not to mention that the world is changeable, and the things in his memory are not accurate.

Seeing that Liu Feng was a little absent-minded, Wan'er pushed him with some dissatisfaction: "I heard that this Zhuge Jin is highly respected among righteous students, and his talent is superb, you can't miss him......"

It's easy to put the icing on the cake, but it's hard to send charcoal in the snow. The Langyu Zhuge clan is also a century-old family, but Zhuge Jin is not very wealthy in Jinyang, and Wan'er doesn't know how much Liu Feng attaches importance to this Zhuge Jin, but since he has mentioned it to himself, he should be a character worth collecting, so he reminded him again and again.

Liu Fengda smiled bitterly: "Okay, I'll give him a ride, hehe, don't worry, I know him." ”

"Hmm." Wan'er responded, watching Liu Feng stepping on the horse and about to turn over on the horse, she opened her mouth, but suddenly had a feeling of powerlessness, and she didn't know what else to remind him of, and a touch of loss slipped quietly in her beautiful eyes.

Feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Liu Feng stopped, and looked at Wan'er's gentle and generous standing in the snow, the snowdrops the size of rice grains slowly falling, melting into some gray red lips, and forgetting to wipe them off. An indescribable distress came to his heart, Liu Feng shook off the reins of the horse and suddenly hugged Wan'er into his arms, let out a long breath, and wanted to say comforting words, but the words came to his mouth, but turned into a thick white mist, and he spit out for a long time, but he hugged his wife tightly with both arms, and a thousand words were all melted into this long white mist, which could not be eliminated for a long time.

After a long time, Wan'er's pretty little red face gently pushed him away, and persuaded him leisurely: "Hurry up, it's getting dark!" ”

"Good! You wait for me to come back! Liu Feng hugged Wan'er's shoulders, kissed Wan'er's pretty little face lightly, turned over on the horse's back, clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and galloped out.

"Wait, hey!" Not a few steps away, Wan'er suddenly called Liu Feng with a coquettish cry.

Liu Feng was stunned, hurriedly controlled the reins, looked at Wan'er strangely, and suddenly had a strange feeling: Wan'er, shouldn't you want to have a French long kiss?

Looking at his eyes, Wan'er didn't understand what bad thoughts he had, although she didn't know why he had so many bad thoughts all day long, her little face still turned red, and she took a sip: "I asked people to fetch water, you wash your face and leave!" ”

"Huh?" Liu Feng was a little inexplicable, wiped the tip of his nose, and whitened the thick clouds that were gradually fading during the day: "You just told me to wash my face?" Nothing else? ”

"What else do you want?" Wan'er curled her delicate little red lips and rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction.

Just wash your face?

Liu Feng couldn't cry or laugh, it was almost dark this day, Zhuge Jin was going home for funeral, God knows where he is going now. But at this time, he didn't want to disobey Wan'er's wishes, although when he was "ridiculous" just now, he didn't care about the dark and dawn at all.

Having said that, Xiao Heyue's pursuit of Han Xin seems to be a little strange when applied to himself and Zhuge Jin, and he and Zhuge Jin have no deep friendship, if so......

Forget it, let's catch up first!

Carefully wiped the "traces" on his face for him, looking at his crying and laughing face, Wan'er pushed him angrily: "It smells, and I'm not afraid of losing people when I go out!" ”

As he spoke, he leaned down beside him and sniffed carefully, it seemed, a little, as if there was not......