(Girls' Literature) "For the sake of being so hard for her husband, the lady has to bite lightly." Feng Xie pulled her arm and hugged her smooth body into her chest.

Ran Xuexiao's cheeks were bright red, and she reached out to wrap her arms around his neck and nibble on the man's delicate chin.

"When are we going back?"

"Missed the kids?" The phoenix demon looked at her with her eyes, and stroked the green silk with her big hand.

"Well, as soon as Feng Xiaohuo is not in charge, he will be lawless, and we should go back." As soon as Ran Xuexiao's words fell, she stood up and sat up.

She put the messy clothes on the dead leaves back one by one.

Turning his head, he saw that Feng Xie was still lying lazily, and couldn't help but smile evilly, making fun of him. "Man, it shouldn't have been done overnight, and my legs are weak."

"Little one, you've learned to make fun of your husband, right?" Feng Xie jumped up, and as soon as his tall body approached her, a pair of black pants came towards him.

"Hurry up and put it on, let's go." Ran Xue smiled with her back to him and tied her open clothes. lest a certain man, who is furious, presses her to do it again.

"It's more anxious than a husband." Feng Xie hooked his lips and smiled, alluding to something that made people blush.

Ran Xue smiled and glared at him, this stinky man, as long as the two of them reconciled as before, he would come out like a bully, and he would not stop if he didn't bully her and blush.

"Let's go, let's go home and find our daughter." He laughed, put his arm around her slender body, and leaped out of the woods.

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Luanfu

In the delicate and elegant room, a snow-white figure stood in front of the bed, and its slender fingertips landed on a thin wrist, listening to the boy's pulse.

"This is my mother, Xiaohuo ......" In front of the door, Nangong Mingyue pointed to the woman in the room with joy and explained to the little man beside her.

"Your mother is not bad!" Feng Xiaohuo looked at it casually, and his tone was obviously perfunctory.

If it's not perfunctory, this annoying spirit doesn't know how long to bother her.

"But I think your mother is also very good-looking, and I like your mother very much." Nangong Mingyue's eyebrows curled and smiled at her.

Feng Xiaohuo secretly rolled his eyes, he really didn't want to talk about her, he looked at Ji Huajin, who was kneeling on the ground and crying not far away, and asked her curiously. "Why are you begging your mother to save people, isn't this woman still planning to harm you?"

"Oh, but isn't she harmful?" Nangong Mingyue also looked at Ji Huajin.

Actually, she cried very pitifully, a thousand mistakes, Yin'er was right.

"......" Feng Xiaohuo was speechless.

Silently walked away, far away from her.

"Xiaohuo, where are you going?" Nangong Mingyue watched Feng Xiaohuo walk away, and followed like a fart.

"Ahhh Feng Xiaohuo mentioned it lightly and wanted to dump her.

"Little fire!" Nangong Mingyue didn't know why, she liked to play with Xiaohuo the most, and when she ran away, she also lifted her skirt and ran over with a smile.

When the two small figures didn't know where to go, not far away, a white figure of the same style led a child to come.

"Uncle Nangong, where did Mingyue'er go?" As soon as Feng Jinglan came here, all he could not forget was his well-behaved and lovely sister Mingyue.

"Maybe it's to play." Nangong Qing did not enter the house, but walked in the direction of the willow tree, looking at the woman kneeling on the ground with a cold gaze, and the man in black with a cold face.

"Lord Luan, long time no see." Nangong Qing definitely looked at Luan Zaiyun's gaze, and smiled calmly with a gentlemanly demeanor.

When Luan Zaiyun's cold face met the two of them, he softened a little and nodded.

"Uncle Nangong, what is she crying about?" Feng Jinglan looked at the weeping and non-stop Jihua brocade on the ground, and Hei Yao's eyes were full of doubts.

"Shocking, go find Mingyue." Nangong Qing did not answer him, bowed his head, and whispered to him.

"Oh!" Feng Jinglan looked at their faces, he didn't ask much if he knew how to observe words and expressions since he was a child, nodded and trotted away.

As soon as the child walked away, Nangong's gentle face turned cold.

Ji Huajin closed her eyes in despair, she knew that she was also at the end, Mrs. Nangong would come to the rescue of Yin'er, it was completely her life in exchange.

Without Ran Xuexiao doing it herself, she would end her life.

A line of tears flowed from her eyes, and she slowly opened it, looking at Luan Zaiyun, her eyes were filled with despair, pain, and remorse.

"Today, Luan Mansion will give Nangong Villa an explanation." Luan Zaiyun's words were like gold, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

The corners of Nangong Qingjue's lips were elegantly hooked, and the words he spit out were like a breeze, but they were so sharp that they were chilling. "Lord Luan, at will."

It's a casual sentence, but it makes people have no way back.

dared to kidnap the daughter of Nangong Villa, without giving an explanation, and it was able to say the past.

Ji Huajin expected that when she came to the end now, Mrs. Nangong would take action to save Yin'er, she had nothing else to ask for, her fragile body was about to stand up, she looked at the ruthless husband in front of her, and smiled sadly and bitterly. "In Yun, in the future, Yin'er will have no mother, and no one will feel sorry for him. Can you treat him well for his sake, which is also your flesh and blood? ”

Luan Zaiyun looked at her with cold black eyes, since the loss of Ling'er, there has never been a trace of laughter, and his cold face is facing her farewell, and there is no trace of emotion.

Ji Huajin cried non-stop, looking at the house not far away, she took a step, like a sharp knife piercing her heart, blood was dripping, and she was about to die.

Ahead, there is a lakeside, and perhaps, it is also her resting place.

Nangong Qingjue turned around and walked in the direction of the house, and behind him, Ji Huajin stepped into the calm lake step by step, until the icy lake water flooded his head.

By the lake, Luan Zaiyun's eyebrows were furrowed, and he remained silent, watching the woman in front of him leave.

As early as three years ago, he should have killed her with his own hands to avenge Ling'er, but he remembered the old love and spared her life, and now, for the sake of Yin'er, she tied up Nangong's daughter at all costs, although she did not hurt Nangong Mingyue for half a minute. But Nangong Villa is not easy to rest......

Moreover, Ran Xuexiao, who is looking for revenge, will not let her go, her self-determination, perhaps, is the best ending.

After a few years of being married to her, it was not his ruthlessness, but that he indulged her too much, so he would let Ling'er go to the point of no return again and again.

Luan Zaiyun's eyes were dead, watching the lake gradually calm down, but the arrogant figure did not walk away.

When Ran Xuexiao and Feng Xie came back.

Nangong Qingjue and Tan Shuyan had already been waiting for them in the courtyard arranged by Luan Zaiyun, and the three children were extremely noisy, it seemed that Feng Xiaohuo and Feng Jinglan were born with hatred, and when they met, they were always quiet.

Ran Xue smiled at the woman in white in front of her, and there was no change in her conversation, even if there was, there was a lot of smile on her face.

They smiled at each other as if everything was in their eyes.