360. Self-introduction

A few maids laughed and played and gradually moved away, Qu Jinmo was prostrate among the flowers, and his heart was cold. The smile that had been hidden in his heart for several days and nights suddenly lost his color, it turned out that he didn't come back, but went to work for someone again!

After all, she can't match the weight of that person in his heart, even if it is a smile like a spring breeze, it is just a dream in the end.

【Feng Mansion, Grace Garden】

Compared with the silence of the past, today's Grace Garden is quite lively. In the Yayuan, where it was difficult to see people in the past, it was crowded with people at the moment, and the maids and servants were in a hurry.

The double prohibition of the Grace Garden was removed from these crowds.

The spring is just right, and the flowers are blooming all over the garden, and the butterfly birds in purple gauze and cuiyi are attracted to sing and sing.

He came from the light, dressed in white, with long hair flowing lightly, and in his narrow phoenix eyes, there was a secret of the sea of stars, and with the revival of all things, the smile hanging on his lips was like honey and arsenic/frost, poisoning people's hearts.

His gentleness and elegance make people feel like a spring breeze, his elegantness and uninhibitedness make people fascinated, he is a god, descending from the sky, he is a thousand rays of light, not to look directly.

All the servants and servants in the courtyard who were in a hurry lowered their eyebrows and respected him for his arrival. He smiled slightly, captivating and enchanting, and then walked into the east wing of Yayuan.

The maidservant standing in front of the door saluted respectfully, opened the door, opened the window, and withdrew.

The warm light entered the room, and tiny particles danced in the light, like elves flying.

He stood with his hands in his hands and looked around, the furnishings in the room were simple and clear, and there was nothing superfluous.

Not bad.

Very good.

He walked into the side room, looked at the low-hanging white bed, and said softly:

"Why are you still asleep?"

"It's three poles a day, but it's time to start."

With a snap of his fingers, the person who had been frozen in bed all night finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then gently moved his numb and stiff arms and legs.

He raised his hand, his slender and white jade fingers seemed to be open, gently brushed the bed open, hung it up, and then approached the head of the bed, looked at the person lying on the bed, and a smile curled up at the corner of his lips.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

……

"Well, ignore me?"

……

"Hey, it's really hurtful, people come to see you before they have time to eat early in the morning, you're good, you don't even talk to others!"

"Anyway, someone else rescued you, why do you have no conscience!"

"No wonder the saints often say that only villains and women are difficult to raise!"

"Hey, the saint is honest and does not deceive the rest!"

Suddenly seeing two pieces of owe on his index finger, his brow furrowed slightly, and the sadness that dyed his eyebrows at that moment not only made the sun in the sky lose its luster, but also made the flowers in the yard lose their color.

It's a pity that the person in the bed can't see.

She was still lying on the bed, except for a slight movement of her arms and legs before, the whole person did not make the slightest sound, did not move at all, as if she was a dead person.

He withdrew his hand and resolutely tore the knot off by the roots, although the skin was red, but with a wave of his hand, it returned to the same as before. He pointed his hand at the light, looked through it carefully, and after making sure that there was no more flaw, he looked back, and looked at the man lying on the bed without saying a word again, and his face showed a hint of playfulness.

Although his face was still covered with a three-finger-wide white silk, the red dress he wore yesterday had been replaced, and he was paired with a simple white silk dress today.

The delicacy of the white silk matched with her pale skin and silver hair color seemed to brighten her whole person by two degrees. The so-called one white covers three ugliness, and she is a bit too white to shine!

No, it's excessive!

"Hehe, still refuse to get up and pretend to be dead?"

He chuckled displeasedly, reached out to the bed, and as soon as he pulled, he decisively uprooted the person on the bed like weed.

His sudden attack did not cause any panic on the part of the man who was pretending to be dead, except for the slight mess of his hair, and he quickly adjusted his posture and stood on the bed, facing him.

He was a head taller than her, but she stood on the bed, cleverly leveling his height advantage, and even looking a little taller than him.

He was already displeased, but at this moment, he was shorter than her in the advantage of long legs, and the displeasure in his heart was even worse, so he immediately dragged her and dragged her off the bed.

In addition to making her clothes shake and her hair fluttering, she still does not respond to all changes. After landing, even if he didn't wear shoes, he didn't feel uncomfortable, but quickly found his position, stood up straight, and still opposed him.

This time, she is lower than him, but it still makes people quite angry to watch!

Doesn't she have a little sense of being a weakling?

Isn't it that when all the men in this world are Feng Yiling, they will spoil her presumptuousness? Spoiling her for this wilderness?

Woman, what a childishness!

Also stupid!

Looking at the dead pig in front of him who was not afraid of boiling water, and there was no change in his expression at all, the smile on his face finally became cold, and even his voice was cold by two points, "You are just blind, not dumb, why, still refuse to speak?" ”

"It's that hard to talk to me?"

His displeasure caused the strength of his hand to gradually increase.

The arm he was holding on his hand was obviously deformed, and even trembled. The face that remained unchanged as always finally showed a hint of skewness—

The corners of the mouth are crooked –

It hurts!

It really hurts!

Mo Tong's heart was sad, and he wanted to cry without tears. To be honest, she really didn't know where she had a grudge against such a neurotic.

In her concept, except for the indissoluble grudge with Feng Siyue, she has not provoked the rest of the Feng family. Even if it is with Feng Siyue, their grievances don't know where to start.

What is the situation of this neuropathy now?

Isn't it the same as Feng Siyue's house, a resentment for unknown reasons.

No, Feng Yiling had analyzed with her that Feng Siyue's incomprehensible grievances with her might come from the power of the golden bloodline.

Although Feng Siyue is a concubine in terms of identity, he is a very special concubine, in addition to Feng Yiling's father, the previous generation of side branches of the golden bloodline. In the Feng clan, the awakening of the golden bloodline means the inheritance of the power of the head of the family.

Therefore, it is understandable why Feng Siyue always pesters her.

And in Feng Yiling's generation, except for him with golden blood, no one has this kind of talent anymore, so the incomprehensible grievance with this nerve is different from Feng Siyue's house, this is a pure grievance, an inexplicable grievance!

He just wants to fix her grievances!

The pain in her arm, which had become tighter and tighter by this neurotic, made Mo Tong gasp, and she tried to break free from his hand, but she was pinched even tighter.

Although she has always ignored this self-pulling neurosis, the neurosis in front of her is obviously dissatisfied with a person's self-performance and needs the audience's blessing and applause. In order to prevent her broken body from becoming more broken, she took a deep breath after enduring the pain of pinching, and finally said the first words between them with the psychopath:

"What do you want me to say? Say thank you so much? ”

As this dead pervert said, she is only blind, not dumb. When encountering some unfair encounters, although you can't use your strength to fight back, you can speak out and express strong condemnation!

Yes, it's a strong condemnation!

"Hehe, you're welcome, this is what I should do!"

It should be your sister!

Hearing the half-brisk tone of the neuropath, Mo Tong couldn't wait to find a pair of shoes for him to call over.

"Can you let go?"

Seeing Mo Tong gritting his teeth and squeezing out these words from between his teeth, the cool smile on the neuropath's face finally warmed up again, just like his heart, and suddenly became quite cheerful.

The joy after the rectification.

"No, you can't!"

Ink Pupil:!

Although there was still not much change in expression from Mo Tong's face, which was covered by white silk, he felt like he had seen an open dye shop.

"Since you're willing to speak, then it's time for us to talk about it, it's been seven or eight days, you shouldn't know my name yet, I'll reluctantly introduce myself today."

"In Xia Feng Mingchen."

"It's Feng Mingchen who uses your master's demon beads."

"Speaking of demon beads, I have to thank you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fully woken up so quickly and completely fused with the demon beads!"

"Hehe, what's your expression? Why is it so rude? Shouldn't you be polite to thank others? ”

Mo Tong's right arm was pinched by Feng Mingchen and felt like it was about to be abolished, and she really wanted to jump up and kick him to death, but unfortunately she was now a wasted person, and the only thing she could do was to strongly condemn it.

"You're welcome!"

"That's your fate!"

"Fate?"

"You believe in this kind of thing, too?"

"Haha, yes, all encounters in this world are fate! In this way, I am also fated to you! ”

Because of your sister's share!

"Can you let go now?"

"Well, no!"

Feng Mingchen was in a very good mood at the moment, he pulled Mo Tong's right arm, pinched it again, tried the contraction function, and after feeling that it had no effect, he grinned, although he still didn't let go, he also loosened some strength.

"Don't worry, I won't strangle you, at most it's just a cripple!"

"I worked so hard to get you back, and I strangled you to death so easily, wouldn't it be cheaper for you?"

"Besides, before my brother left, he specially told me to take good care of you, if I strangled you to death, wouldn't it be sad if he couldn't see you when he came back."

"You know, I can't bear to let him be sad. Since he wants me to take good care of you, and seeing that you have been doing well these days, and you have not shown your stuff in front of him, then let's leave here and go to my yard! ”

"It's convenient!"

With that, Feng Mingchen dragged the ink pupil and went outside the Yayuan. When I went out, I happened to meet Qu Jinmo, who was supported by Anan and came here.

Seeing Feng Mingchen holding Mo Tong's hand, Qu Jinmo's heart suddenly sank into the deep sea, and he didn't even have bubbles.

In an instant, although he was still smiling, rippling in the city, there was no one in his eyes.

Is it really a dream?

"Ninth Brother—"

Qu Jinmo's outstretched hand didn't grab Feng Mingchen's flowing clothes, even though the soft touch brushed through her palm, she didn't have the strength to hold him.

However, Feng Mingchen took two steps and then dragged Mo Tong back, looking at Qu Jinmo, who was tearful and the world collapsed, leaned over, smiled slightly, not bewitching, "I'm not your ninth brother, but you can call me your tenth brother." ”