Chapter 221: The Young Marshal and the Little Wife (16)

"Lian'erβ€”"

Before he could finish speaking, a voice came from not far away.

Anwen hung down his gray long sleeves, dragged his lame leg and walked away quietly, buried his head in the flower bed, and pruned the flower branches with the utensils in his hand.

Lian Mei raised her hand unhurriedly and broke off a precious peony, which was worthy of turning around.

When I turned around, I saw a 'teenager' in a green military uniform standing there.

The ink eyes are bright, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the body is long and jade.

"Lian'er, come here."

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Lian Mei held the peony flower in her hand and walked over.

Fenghua kissed Lian Mei on the face and asked, "Do you think I have it?" ”

Lian Mei didn't speak.

The closeness to the 'boy' has changed from the initial shame to the current adaptation.

Just give it a kiss......

There will be no shortage of meat.

Fenghua pinched Lianmei's chin, looked left and right at his beautiful face, then sighed, and said pretending to be sad:

"Hey. Lian'er is so ruthless, she doesn't want me at all. ”

"But what to do...... she suddenly lowered her voice, and slowly leaned closer to Lianmei's bright red lips and said, "I miss Lian'er." ”

There was also An Wen who knew that his real identity was a man, although An Wen buried his head and did not look this way, but the sudden and undisguised expression of his heart by the 'young man' still made Lian Mei feel embarrassed.

He unnaturally turned his face slightly, and reminded Fenghua softly: "I only saw it not long ago." ”

"Lian'er's temperament is really incomprehensible."

Fenghua's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said: "This young marshal likes Lian'er, so naturally he wants to be with Lian'er all the time." As soon as Lian'er's front feet left my sight, she began to miss them. Is...... I want to make you smaller, put it in your pocket, and wear it with you. ”

Her Majesty's sultry love words are like flowing water that doesn't need money, and they are said outside.

Rao is personality is as cold and glamorous as a lotus charm, and a trace of crimson can't help but appear on his icy face and jade bones.

Pity.

No matter how beautiful the love words are, the favorability of the lotus charm will not rise at all.

Fenghua sighed in his heart.

This is truly one of the hardest I've ever had.

"Young Marshal Ben said so much, didn't Lian'er say anything at all?"

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The lotus charm blinked her peach blossom eyes and looked at Fenghua.

What does it mean?

Fenghua smiled and said nothing, just waiting for Lian Mei to think for herself.

After thinking about it, Lian Mei hesitantly handed out the peony flower in her hand.

"The beauty gave me delicate flowers, and the young marshal borrowed flowers to offer the Buddha once." Fenghua raised his hand, gently pulled out from Lotus Mei's hand, pinched off the peony flower, and put it on the edge of Lotus Mei's jet-black sideburns.

The lotus charm is beautiful, and this precious peony not only can't suppress his bright color, but sets off the beauty more and more delicately.

After putting the peony on Lotus Mei's sideburns, Fenghua retreated half a step slightly, her dark eyes flowed on Lotus Mei, and the corners of her lips were hooked:

"Famous flowers love each other, and the king often looks at it with a smile."

"I don't know who the king is looking at, but what I am looking at must be ...... Lian'er you. ”

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In the face of Her Majesty the Empress's sultry rank of rising and soaring, Lian Mei was slightly overwhelmed.

Especially......

"There are still others here, don't be like this, young marshal." Lian Mei reminded softly.

Fenghua said in a quiet tone: "Huh? ”

The tail of the eye flew out of a dangerous arc, clearly saying: I shouted the wrong thing again.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Husband. ”

Lian Mei gritted her teeth, her face turned slightly red, and she changed her words.