I have to say that Mother Han's gang is really ruthless.

For several days, except for feeding a few mouthfuls of water, not even a single steamed bun was delivered.

Not to mention biting the rope and running away, Feng Xiying can't even stand up now.

Someone pushed the door in, and Feng Xiying couldn't even lift her eyelids.

"Whose industry is the Spring Breeze Ten Miles?" Han's mother's slightly shrill voice came.

Feng Xiying felt hopeful when she heard this, and sat up with the last bit of strength, "King Yong's." ”

"You're pretty honest, since it's a royal property, do you dare to use it to trick me?" Han's mother's voice suddenly rose up.

Feng Xiying snorted when she heard this, and raised her eyelids to look at Mother Han, "If you were the prince, would you take care of the Qinglou by yourself?" ”

Mother Han was a little speechless for a while, "That doesn't prove that it's your handwriting!" ”

"Won't we try it? Anyway, I can't run away from the left and right, in case it becomes your blood earning, if not, you won't lose, right? Feng Xiying saw that Mother Han was basically already winning.

Mother Han's eyes rolled quickly, and she finally smiled, "If it doesn't work, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it without a layer of skin." ”

Feng Xiying held her knees in one hand and propped up the bed with the other, "Get me something to eat, if I continue to be hungry like this, I'm afraid I'll go directly to open a green building for the king of Hades." ”

"You'd better be worthy of this meal." Han's mother turned around and went out after speaking.

After a while, someone brought the food, and Feng Xiying almost grabbed it to eat.

Feng Xiying felt that she had never eaten such a delicious dish in her life, and she had never smelled such fragrant rice.

Even if I was choked, I still insisted on stuffing vegetables into my mouth.

While eating, Feng Xiying cried.

It's so wronged.

When did I suffer like this when I was so big, even if I was kidnapped, I was able to eat and drink well, but now I almost starved to death in such a place.

After eating with tears, Feng Xiying shook her hand to wipe away her tears, while burping.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and when he finds an opportunity, Feng Xiying will definitely double down on letting Mother Han and them feel this pain.

After eating, Feng Xiying asked for a pen and paper, and Han's mother gave it all, but people had to keep staring at Feng Xiying all the time.

Feng Xiying sketched something on the paper, and then ordered someone to buy it back quickly.

"What are you?" Mother Han took the paper drawn by Feng Xiying, pushed open the door, and came in with an angry face.

"Bought it back so soon?" Feng Xiying glanced up and went on to get busy with her own business.

Mother Han stepped forward in a few steps and kicked away the paper in front of Feng Xiying, "Don't follow me with all these things, you want to use these things to escape, don't you?" ”

Feng Xiying raised her head and glanced at Han's mother angrily, and without justification, she walked over and picked up the paper on the ground and handed it to Han's mother: "Do you run like this?" ”

Mother Han looked at it for a while, then tore the paper off her front and looked at it carefully for a while, her face was a little shocked, "You designed it?" ”

"Didn't you kick it away?" Feng Xiying sat back on the bed with white eyes.

Han's mother is a person who is in the middle of society, although she has never seen such a style, but if this thing is worn on a girl, it will definitely catch fire.

Mother Han picked up the paper on the ground with a smile and spread it on the bed, "Look at it, aren't I old and have bad eyes, it's all these people who are ignorant and talk nonsense in my ear." ”

Han's mother raised her hand and slapped the person standing in front twice.

Feng Xiying didn't even look at it.

Mother Han stepped forward, "Prepare whatever you need to prepare, just tell them directly, don't be polite." ”

Feng Xiying understood that she would accept it when she saw it, pulled the pen and continued to draw, muttering in her mouth: "It's about the same." ”

"Don't ask me what the girl wants in the future, just prepare directly, do you understand!" Mother Han said sharply, and the men said in unison.

After standing next to Feng Xiying and watching for a while, Han's mother left with a smile on her face.

At dinner in the evening, there was not only chicken thighs, but also a small bottle of wine.

Feng Xiying was also not polite, and enjoyed herself like a master.

Halfway through eating, she suddenly remembered Lan Qi, Feng Xiying put down the chicken leg in her hand, and her face was full of sadness.

I don't know if Lan Qi can wait until he saves him.

The person who took care of Feng Xiying was also very good at looking at his face, and when he saw that Feng Xiying stopped and didn't eat, he hurriedly asked someone to bring another chicken leg over, and said with a smile: "Girl, even if you eat, you can still eat it." ”

Feng Xiying glanced at him and waved his hand to let him take his things away.

The man nodded and stepped back, and smacked at the door, "What's that?" Wait for two days to fail, see how Lao Tzu plays you to death! ”

Han's mother is still very efficient, and she prepared everything on the third day.

During the day, Feng Xiying was taken to the lobby, where several girls were waiting with yawns.

Han's mother sat on the side and drank tea.

"Mother Han, look at this..." Feng Xiying raised her tied hands and smiled towards Han's mother.

"No." Han's mother refused.

Feng Xiying pouted and put down her hand.

"You put on all your clothes." Feng Xiying said to the girls.

A few girls stepped forward to receive their clothes and reluctantly went backstage to change.

After a while, a girl ran out: "Mother Han, this dress is torn!" ”

The girl threw her clothes on the ground and stamped her feet angrily.

"You see, I'm going to have to do it." Feng Xiying gestured to the rope in his hand again.

Mother Han put down the teacup and thought for a while, and then glanced at the big men.

Several big men stood at several exits, and only then did someone come up to untie the rope for Feng Xiying.

Feng Xiying looked at where they were standing, and smiled at Han's mother.

"Don't play any tricks." Han's mother picked up the teacup again and warned.

Feng Xiying picked up the clothes on the ground and took the girl to the backstage.

After a while, a few people changed their clothes and came out.

Han's mother's eyes lit up, and she stood up and looked around a few girls.

Feng Xiying specially made these clothes out of leather, shorts with a bandeau top, and tied a few strips of rags on her legs without black stockings.

The girls had never seen this kind of costume before, and they looked at each other in circles.

The big men present saw that their eyes were straight, although the girl's exposed appearance was not unseen, but such a dress was wild and sexy, the places that should be exposed were generous, and the places that should not be exposed were blocked, which was indeed very fresh.

Feng Xiying circled around the girl, took off one of the hairpins, and quickly tied up the rest of the hair with a rope, and the girl was very eye-catching all of a sudden.

Feng Xiying asked the girl to remove her makeup again, and personally painted a smoky makeup for the girl.

"Here, try this." Feng Xiying pouted her ass and pouted.

That girl was originally a woman in the wind field, and her movements were much more charming than Feng Xiying.

"Yes, throw it to the eyebrows, give a flying kiss." Feng Xiying demonstrated again.

The girl did so, and then Feng Xiying heard someone take a breath.

Looking at the big men with his spare eyes, he was obviously short of breath.

"Is Mother Han satisfied with this look?" Feng Xiying jumped off the stage and asked.

Mother Han looked at the girl and nodded: "There is indeed a set." ”

The other girls who didn't wear makeup saw that the girl stole the limelight, and they all clamored for Feng Xiying to help them put on makeup.

Han's mother completely believed that Feng Xiying had indeed opened a Qinglou and had two brushes.