Chapter 83: Sketching
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Feng Che was most afraid of Mrs. Feng, especially when he made mistakes, he was like a tiger. (The fastest update speed is in Aishang Novel Network biquge.info) was caught and raped by his mother in bed in Zuichun Courtyard, this is the second time, thinking about the unforgettable lesson last time, Feng Che's trembling trembles, he lay on Li Shi Niang and didn't dare to raise his head, and the two maintained a posture of intersection.
"Get on your knees!"
Mrs. Feng snorted coldly, Feng Che trembled with fright, and suddenly felt that his tail bone was numb, and the essence was open, and he suddenly felt refreshed; Li Siniang also felt the burning heat in her body, and she couldn't help but moan.
"She... She's your lady? ā
Mrs. Feng is beautiful, Li Siniang mistakenly thought that it was the "eldest sister" who came to catch the adulterer, she was shy and weak-hearted, and she didn't have the intention of comparison in her heart.
"It's not a lady, it's a mother." Feng Che was so frightened that his face turned white, he lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Mrs. Feng, and he called his mother again, even if the voice was so small, Mrs. Feng's ears were still not clear.
Li Siniang was stunned for a moment, her face was flushed, and she pulled the brocade quilt wrapped around the two of them. Mrs. Feng's eyes were sharp, she saw the mark on the sheet, the more she looked at it, the more angry she became, holding a rattan with the thickness of her index finger in her hand, and with a "whoosh", she pumped it on Feng Che's buttocks.
Mrs. Feng wants to punish her son, not to mention being wrapped in a quilt, even if she is wearing an iron plate. Feng Che screamed, the muscles on his painful face twitched, and seeing his mother raise his hand again, Feng Che crawled out of bed and threw himself naked at his mother's feet.
"Mother spares her life, my son knows it's wrong."
Feng Che cried bitterly, but this time he didn't think about running away. Whether it is Mrs. Feng or her sister Feng Qing, they are all one in a million beauties, Feng Che gets along with them day and night, and is very immune to beauties, otherwise he would not preach any theory of "people are ugly but not ugly" with Chen Xu. Li Siniang is very beautiful, if it is only like this, Feng Che will definitely slip away; It only took a few hours for the two to fall in love with each other from acquaintance to acquaintance to mutual admiration, and it was love at first sight, and the most important thing is that the two can talk together.
Thousands of dollars are easy to get, confidants are hard to find, Feng Che knows that if he really escapes, it is difficult to predict whether he can pass his mother's level, but Shi Niang's disappointment is certain, and she must have the courage to be willing to cut her body at the critical moment.
Li Siniang didn't think that her mother would hit her son heavily, not to mention that through the quilt, wouldn't the soft rattan hit her body like tickling? She guessed that Feng Che must have wanted to win her mother's sympathy, but when she saw the bruise on Feng Che's buttocks, she realized that it really hurt.
Mrs. Feng's rattan fell on Feng Che's buttocks again, and the rattan was undamaged, leaving another bruise. Li Shi Niang didn't know where she got the courage, she resolutely got out of bed and threw herself on Feng Che, and the girl's delicate body was presented in front of Mrs. Feng, "Madam, it's all Shi Niang's fault, it's Shi Niang's temptation of the son, if Mrs. wants to punish Shi Niang, punish Shi Niang." ā
Li Siniang looked up at Mrs. Feng's frost-like eyes, trembling all over, she suddenly remembered that Feng Che said that his father was the Six Doors Feng Daxia, so isn't Mrs. Feng one of the top ten masters in the rivers and lakes who have only heard of her name but have never seen her?
"Mother, this has nothing to do with Shi Niang, you can't beat her, if you want to punish her, punish your son."
Feng Che reflexively hugged Li Shi Niang and pressed her under her, Mrs. Feng laughed angrily, "Do you remember what you promised your mother?" ā
"In the future, if you linger in the Qinglou, it will all depend on your mother," Feng Che pulled the clothes that his mother had fallen on, and he hurriedly put them on his body, "My son promises that this is the last time," he said and glanced at Li Shi Niang, "My son likes Shi Niang and wants to redeem her body, so I implore my mother for permission." ā
Mrs. Feng was a disciple of the Hanging Temple, which was originally a Buddhist temple, and gradually integrated Confucianism and Taoism in the years that followed, advocating inclusiveness. Mrs. Feng didn't allow her son to linger in the Qinglou, but she didn't want him to lose his mind and morality, and she didn't have much prejudice against the Qinglou woman, not to mention that she noticed the evidence that Li Siniang had transitioned from a girl to a woman on the bed.
Most of the women in Qinglou are suffering to save people from the sea of suffering, Mrs. Feng has no opinion, but if her son wants to marry him home, she has to think about it. When Li Shi Niang heard Feng Che's mention, she felt that her heart was about to jump out, if Mrs. Feng refused to nod, she would never want to enter the door of the Feng family in her life. Li Siniang thought that she was a woman in the Qinglou again, could Mrs. Feng allow such a woman? She wanted to cry a little, she knew that Mrs. Feng would definitely not agree.
"Madam, Shi Niang knows that she is humble and unworthy of another son......"
Mrs. Feng interrupted Li Shi Niang, she stared at her son and said to him, "You promised last time that it was the last time, and you took your mother's words as a deaf ear." ā
Seeing Mrs. Feng raise the rattan again, Li Siniang pounced on Feng Che, and the rattan was pumped on her buttocks, just slightly painful. Hit on the body and sweet in the heart, Li Siniang knew that Mrs. Feng was not intolerant, otherwise with her identity, how could she teach an outsider? Li Siniang doesn't know martial arts, of course she doesn't know the kung fu of fighting cattle across the mountain, and she was a little surprised to see Feng Che crying with snot and tears, is he a little too much?
"Mother, it's really not my son who mentions yƬ this time, it's Senior Brother Chen Xu who forced my son to come."
Feng Che confessed to Chen Xu under his mother's big stick policy, and it was natural for him to share his mother's anger with others.
"Take me to him!"
In modern society, teachers are more inclined to one profession, especially influenced by Western culture, and corporal punishment of students is a taboo for teachers. In the country of Yan, especially the people in the rivers and lakes, the master is a very noble title, a teacher for one day, a father for life, who can interfere when a father teaches his son?
Feng Che and Li Shiniang walked out of the door with Mrs. Feng, went downstairs, upstairs, passed through the corridor, and the group came to the door of Gu Meisheng's boudoir; Without waiting for his mother to knock on the door, Feng Che kicked it open, not because he didn't know how to be polite, he just hoped that Chen Xu could also be a little bit of a wolf, so that he could share his mother's anger.
The door was wide open, and when he saw the scene in the bedroom, Feng Che was stunned, things shouldn't be like this; Mrs. Feng's face was gentle, she just glared at her son with hatred; Li Siniang also saw Gu Meisheng, she was neatly dressed, holding the dong flute and leaning on the couch, but Chen Xu, who was a prostitute, was standing at the table, holding the charcoal bar in his hand, and was concentrating on drawing something.
Chen Xu made up the second half of "Yanqiu Ci", even if Gu Meisheng doubted the authenticity of this word, she had to admire Chen Xu's talent, and the fit between the upper and lower ques was perfect; After Chen Xu told the allusion of Yanqiu Shuangyan, Gu Meisheng no longer doubted, and the relationship between the two heated up sharply.
Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and music, Gu Meisheng knew that poetry was difficult to compare with Chen Xu, she sang music, played the piano, and then wanted to test her calligraphy and painting skills. As for painting, he has learned to sketch, and this alternative painting method should be able to deter beautiful women.
Gu Meisheng was very strange to paint with charcoal strips, and she was ready to sketch with tools, and she lazily leaned on the couch for Chen Xu to paint. Chen Xu originally wanted to sketch, but considering that it would be self-defeating, he suppressed such a thought, and when he saw Mrs. Feng, he secretly called "so dangerous".
"Master, why are you here?" Chen Xu held the charcoal bar and turned his head in surprise, "Senior brother, what's wrong with your ass?" ā
Li Siniang is faltering, and the bride is not good at breaking melons; Feng Che was because of his mother's rattan, he covered his ass and asked Chen Xu aggrievedly: "You... How can you... Can you paint? This is the Drunken Spring Temple. ā
Chen Xu: "......" ****************************************************** working overtime today, it's a little late, I'm very sorry, ask for a ticket!!
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