Chapter 130 Brass Bells

Send away Mrs. Gong's group of people. Gong Yuanhe looked back at Ming Fei and smiled: "Tired, aren't you?"

Ming Fei smiled: "What about you? ”

Gong Yuanhe gently took her hand: "I'm not tired." Only when a person fights alone will he be physically and mentally exhausted. ”

Ming Fei looked at him seriously: "You were very tired before? ”

Gong Yuanhe tidied up the neckline of her silver-red gauze and led her forward: "Tired, why aren't you tired?" Every meal has to be studied for a long time, and every time there is a new person around me, I have to wonder what he is doing by his side, do you say tired? That's why I've always been envious of you three brothers and sisters. ”

It's so hard, it's even more miserable than her, when the Cai family hasn't been able to gain a foothold, at least someone brings food out, and she still dares to eat. No wonder when he was going to Beijing to take the exam, he relied on her house every day to eat.

Gong Yuanhe saw that Ming Fei didn't speak, stopped his steps, and said with a smile: "Why are you so ruthless? When I heard that your husband and I were so pitiful, I didn't know how to comfort me. That's not good. ”

Ming Fei said: "I was thinking, since it is not safe to eat, do I have to hurry up and rebuild the kitchen?" ”

Gong Yuanhe saw that she turned the topic to business, so he looked at her and said, "That's natural, when I return to the door tomorrow, I'll find someone to build a small kitchen." Walk. Let's eat first, take a nap, and then let's walk around the yard together to find a suitable place. ”

Ming Fei looked at the delicate four dishes and one soup on the table, and asked Gong Yuanhe: "There is no kitchen here, where did this come from?" "If they all came from the big kitchen, then Second Mrs. Gong and the others had already had breakfast, and the big kitchen was held in the hands of Second Mrs. Gong, so it was impossible to prepare such a delicate meal for them on call.

Gong Yuanhe smiled: "I was called from Fan Xiaxuan." ”

"You're really annoying. On the second day of marriage, he didn't eat at home, but let people carry it outside. Ming Fei smiled and gave him a chopstick salad fungus, "Try this, appetizing." ”

"Aren't I afraid that you won't be able to eat well?" Gong Yuanhe also smiled and scooped half a bowl of bitter bamboo shoot soup for Ming Fei, "Cool off." ”

The two of you came and went, and soon ate four dishes and one soup, Ziluo took someone to remove the table, and Danxia took tea to serve the two to rinse their mouths. Hua Pozi had a lot to say to Ming Fei, and stood by the curtain and watched it several times. Gong Yuanhe pretended not to see it, stood up and stretched: "I'm so sleepy, take a nap." ”

When Ziling heard this, she quickly stepped forward to serve him to change his clothes, Ming Fei sat aside and watched without moving, Gong Yuanhe frowned: "You go down!" ”

Ziling's face changed slightly, and she glanced at Ming Fei timidly, and saw that Ming Fei was only smiling at her, so she lowered her head and responded: "Yes." He quickly exited the door. Seeing this, the flower woman quietly retreated and closed the door tightly.

Gong Yuanhe walked over and put his hand under Ming Fei's armpit. He scooped her up from the rose chair and stretched out his hand to her waist: "Lazy woman, wait for your husband to loosen your clothes." ”

Ming Fei raised his hand high and said with a smile: "Okay, my husband remembers to be so diligent in the future." ”

Gong Yuanhe's hand immediately retracted and squinted at her: "Raise your eyebrows, respect each other like a guest, I'll take it off for you, should you take it off for me?" That's good, see that you are a woman, you take it off for me first, and then admire me, waiting for me to take it off for you. ”

"Do you say tongue twisters?" Ming Fei glanced at him angrily, "Don't you just want me to give you a wide coat?" I'll give you leniency, I originally wanted to come forward, but thinking that Ziling has always been used to doing it, if I go forward to grab it, I'm afraid she will have ideas. I thought it would be better to take my time. ”

Hearing this, Gong Yuanhe smiled slightly: "Are you afraid that she has ideas, or are you afraid that I have ideas?" ”

Ming Fei lowered his head and untied his belt. Without raising his head, he said, "I'm afraid." I'm afraid of leaving a bad impression on you, saying that I'm jealous, and I can't even tolerate a maid doing business. Looking at the way he scrubbed his body last night, she knew that he didn't like people to serve in close quarters, and she had long known that Ziling would definitely be scolded.

As soon as the words fell, a slightly cool hand supported her chin, and forcibly lifted her face, Gong Yuanhe looked at her with deep eyes, and the corners of his mouth were still smiling: "You are so virtuous and virtuous." But you're only a superficial virtuous lady, do you want me to teach you a deeper level? ”

His eyes were very different, with a certain emotion that could make Ming Fei nervous, she grinned: "Okay, you teach me ......"

The second half of the sentence was swallowed by his lowered lips, Ming Fei closed his eyes, hugged his waist, and obediently took it from him, occasionally the tip of his tongue also responded to him mischievously, making the tip of his tongue chase after her, once he found it, he rolled it vigorously and sucked it, or bit lightly, or knotted it.

He hugged her tightly, his two large hands roaming over her hips lightly or heavily, his breath getting more and more rapid, eager to embed her inside him. Seeing that Ming Fei didn't have a big reaction, his hand went up along her delicate curve, and just then, he touched Ming Fei's itch again. Ming Fei shuddered and opened his eyes to laugh. He realized it at once, and his hand slid down, and he deftly untied her skirt, and the pomegranate red skirt turned into a heavy petal.

Ming Fei was a little embarrassed, and just had the intention of retreating, he pulled open his coat and wrapped her in the entirety, his hand dishonestly went down the small waist, sliding down a little bit, very slowly, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and suddenly pinched hard, Ming Fei couldn't control the soft "um", the muscles of the whole body trembled, the sigh was like the warm wind blowing through the treetops in a March day, and like the grace when the fingertips gently slid over the strings, making people's hearts soaked in the wine, dizzy, spicy, crispy and numb.

Gong Yuanhe let go of Ming Fei's lips, stared at her and shouted in a low voice: "Fei Fei...... It's ...... here."

Ming Fei was ashamed of the soft sigh he had just made, and he lowered his head and refused to raise it, and when he heard his words, he was even more ashamed and annoyed. I can't wait to bury my head in my shirt. The body suddenly rose into the air, and the big hands that were still lingering in her sensitive places just now had instantly moved to her waist. Gong Yuanhe stubbornly picked her up and carried her on his shoulders, entered the inner room in three steps and two steps, put her on the edge of the bed, and asked her to sit down.

Ming Fei swallowed nervously, concentrating on untying his clothes and preparing to get into the quilt as quickly as possible. Gong Yuanhe didn't give her time to be shy at all, gently held her hand, and said in a low voice, "Let me come." ”

Like a dream, Ming Fei watched his fair-skinned and slender fingers delicately untie her belt, revealing the delicately embroidered carmine silk mandarin duck playing in the belly pocket. Gong Yuanhe's fingertips swept from Ming Fei's chest along the ups and downs of the mountains. While satisfying to see that her skin was aroused goosebumps, he exclaimed: "This is the silk I made for you, and it is well embroidered." He told her earnestly: "That's it, you have to use everything I give you." It cannot be left idle. ”

There were four silk horses in the dowry with different colors, and Chen was very satisfied at the time, thinking that it must have been Gong Zhongsu who ordered Second Lady Gong to do it, or that Second Lady Gong deliberately showed off her wealth. Who would have thought that it was prepared by him, she would not be impressed by a few precious pieces of fabric, but she would remember his seriousness. Ming Fei held Gong Yuanhe's face and gently dropped a kiss on his forehead.

But she got into trouble because of it.

Gong Yuanhe raised his head suddenly, his peach blossom eyes were full of spring, his slender fingers were like playing a piano, deftly flying on Ming Fei's only remaining clothes, and in an instant, she was naked opposite him, and in a very strange way, she was sitting, and he was half-squatting in front of her. His head was buried in her chest, his eyes half-closed, and he sucked slowly until Ming Fei's hands clenched and relaxed, relaxed and clenched. [This chapter is not finished, please click on the next page to continue reading!] ］