After playing with Gan Qian's master and servant for a while, Liu Feng returned to his room. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It's almost the end of the year now, and I'm going to marry Xiao Qiao and that unknown chick soon, Liu Feng found that he seemed to be sharing his official affairs with capable subordinates, and it seemed that he still had a lot of things to do.

Sure enough, you can hide from the first year of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth, there will always be something that makes you unable to stop.

Thinking of the past two days, Xiao Qiao doesn't know if he suffers from premarital anxiety, and he always avoids himself and doesn't meet, he has a headache, and his several wives, except for Xiao Qiao, are tossed by Fushou on weekdays, and I don't know if Xiao Qiao and the woman who doesn't know what she looks like and what her personality looks like will make him have a big head every day.

Lying on his wide bed, Liu Feng stretched lazily, and he himself was a little dumbfounded at the current state. If it weren't for the pamphlet he got by chance, he estimated that he would have been corrupted a long time ago, at least his body was not as good as before.

Thinking of this, he reached out and touched it into his arms, took out the pamphlet again, and flipped through it page by page. But after such a long time of tempering the flowers, he is no longer the hairy boy who was strong and fledgling at the beginning.

He looked at the pages carefully, and the chapters that he practiced with his ladies, he read them all and turned them over, and he looked at the other pages that had not yet been used, and repeated them many times.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Liu Feng always feels that these chapters that have not yet been activated, every time I read them, there are different new ideas. Even every time he unconsciously fell into his mind, he could see that he seemed to be integrated into it, and the woman who had come to life in the painting was blended and lingering.

But when he came to his senses and looked at it carefully, the picture seemed to have changed at all, just a simple booklet.

Later, Liu Feng contacted various situations, and realized that what he had might be an unspeakable treasure, as for what treasure, he couldn't say it, anyway, it was beneficial to himself, and he and his ladies, more and more light and healthy body, is the best witness.

Of course, the most important thing, and what excites him the most, is that Liu Feng feels that he has the ability to fight ten women at night, suppress essence and control yang, and keep the golden gun down.

This makes him satisfied, this is the ability that any man wants to have, the only pity is that the woman around him, who is not full of etiquette poetry books, how can he let him do such a ridiculous thing, so he has always let him have the power of the wilderness, and he can't vent freely.

That's the only thing that makes him depressed.

After thinking about it for a while, just when he was dizzy and drowsy, he felt gently pushed by someone, opened his confused eyes, and blinked vigorously, only to find that it was Zhen Jiang.

"Jiang'er, what's wrong?" His head was still a little unresponsive, and he was dizzy.

Seeing him like this, Zhen Jiang covered his mouth and chuckled, "It's early for lunch, why are you still sleeping?" ”

"Oh, it's all eaten." Liu Feng scratched his head, yawned, and looked out the window, and sure enough, the time had already passed noon.

"Hurry up," Zhen Jiang leaned over and wrapped his arm around him, and said with a coquettish smile: "Isn't it that Husband Jun Mo was too crazy in Sister Gan's room yesterday and lacked rest, so he is so sleepy and powerless?"

Liu Feng smiled, pulled Zhen Jiang's slender jade arm, pushed her to the bed, bullied her, squinted his eyes and smiled: "If you have the strength or not, you will know if you try it."

Zhen Jiang was pressed under him, his delicate body fit him tightly, feeling his strong strength, a pair of watery eyes, full of delicate and charming charm, pink and blushing, soft lips open and close.

"Well, husband, don't," Zhen Jiang hurriedly raised his soft arm, pushed Liu Feng weakly, and said softly: "Sister and sister, they are still waiting for us to eat."

Liu Feng smiled and rubbed oil on her plump buttocks, then jumped off the bed and tidied up his clothes.

Looking at Zhen Jiang who You Zi was lying on the bed and not moving, looking at him with spring on his face, he laughed and said: "This is all about to eat, why is he still lying on the bed and not getting up?"

Zhen Jiang's eyes were more flattering, but the delicate face like a flower was more flushed, and he glanced at him and said: "The husband harms the concubine like this, the concubine has no strength, how ......can she get up?"

"Won't it?" Liu Feng opened his mouth wide, and then laughed, regardless of Zhen Jiang's perseverance, Liu Feng stepped forward and hugged her soft and weak delicate body in his arms, and said with a smile: "Since the little lady can't go, then I have to work hard for my husband, how about taking you to dinner?"

In the laughter, Liu Feng had already carried Zhen Jiang out of the room, Zhen Jiang looked at his four personal girls outside the house, moaned shyly, buried his face in his chest, and was so ashamed that he didn't dare to come out to meet people.

The four maids seemed to have long been accustomed to Liu Feng's bold style, they looked at each other, and they all saw the excitement and shyness in each other's eyes, so they all lowered their heads and followed.

After a short distance, before he was halfway there, Zhen Jiang couldn't bear the shame, struggled down from Liu Feng's arms, and trotted a few steps ahead of him to the living room.

Liu Fengwan'er, smiling and following closely behind.

After entering the living room and finding a seat at random, Princess Wannian greeted her, and everyone began to eat.

Halfway through the meal, Liu Feng suddenly remembered something, looked at Princess Wannian and said, "Sister, what kind of competition did you have in the poetry club, when did it start?"

"It's a women's poetry club competition." Princess Wannian corrected him softly and said with a smile: "It's early in the middle of next month, and now there are only more than ten days left."

Liu Feng nodded, he promised Cui Qingyi that it had to be completed before this, and the wedding with Xiao Qiao was in November, and now the time is really tight.

By the way, there is also a promise to Cai Yan to give her the matter of running an official chess club, once the chess was launched, it was widely acclaimed, not only the family and the upper class liked this novel entertainment, but even the ordinary people at the bottom were full of praise and couldn't put it down.

This situation was expected by Liu Feng, and he did not dare to say that all the people under his rule had no worries about food and clothing, at least most of the people in Yecheng and even Jizhou. In my spare time, I still have kung fu and play this simple and money-free entertainment.