Wan Wan didn't expect that the sleep he said was really sleeping. Pure and pure, he covered the quilt, closed his eyes and went to sleep seriously.

Sleeping so pure and serious, why do you have to carry her into the house and carry her to bed? And it's still a princess hug.

This product is deliberate again!

Deliberately do it!

Wan Wan wanted to talk to Feng Qingcheng very much, but she couldn't withstand the attack of the sleepy will. She yawned, found a comfortable angle between the spacious beds, and fell asleep. In the haze of eyelid fighting, she thought: Recently, the affairs in Tianmen have been organized again, and she can be idle, and it is okay to soak in the martial arts field for a day.

Obviously he was still immersed in the excitement of realizing a new realm of martial arts, and when he fell asleep, he was thinking about finding people to try his moves. But in this more than an hour of sleep, Wan Wan actually had a spring dream.

When she woke up, she felt a little in a trance. Then she thought: Could it be that she has been really hungry and thirsty lately, how can she actually have spring dreams?

As the senses of her brain awakened, Wan Wan realized that her position was not where she was before falling asleep, but somehow came to Feng Qingcheng's side and lay down in his arms.

It's no wonder that they have spring dreams.

Speaking of which, he has been teasing her for the past few days. So the reason why she has that kind of dream is because of his flirtatious behavior.

Wan Wan stood up gently, originally wanting to tease him. But when he saw his face, he was startled. Thinking that if a person as smart as him hadn't been poisoned, if he could be taught and taught by people sincerely, it would have been difficult for him not to shine. She stretched out her hand and slowly traced his contours through a thin layer of air, and the distress and love in her heart fermented into a deeper and richer emotion in the gap she had never noticed.

Her hand inadvertently touched his skin, and the images from the dream suddenly came back to her mind with great clarity. And at this moment, she saw Feng Qingcheng's eyelashes move, as if she was about to wake up immediately.

The image in her mind made her head empty. The next moment, she hurriedly buried her head back and wanted to continue pretending to sleep. However, the strength was not well controlled, and quietly went back to pretend to be asleep, which became a head hammer for him to be a chest.

Feng Qingcheng snorted and came to his senses in an instant.

Wan Wan didn't know much about the strength of her talent, so she hurriedly ripped open his shirt and checked it. Fortunately, there were no fractures and no bruising. Wan Wan breathed a sigh of relief, and then found that the current situation was even more embarrassing.

Under his gaze, she chuckled dryly. He simply touched his chest twice more and said, "I, I just want to try to see if I can get into Hengzhi's heart." ”

With that, she quickly got up and jumped out of bed, opened the door and called the girls to fetch water to wash.

During the whole process of washing and changing, Wan Wan pretended to be nothing, but she never dared to look at Fengqing City. She was not shy and thin-skinned because of the embarrassment caused by the head hammer, but at this moment when she saw his hand, she remembered the charm in her dream, and when she saw his face, she remembered the warmth and lingering in her dream...... Even when she saw his gaze, she would think of the numbness that had been separated by a dream.

What a magic barrier!

Wan Wan was secretly scolding herself for becoming more and more unproductive, why she was becoming more and more courageous, Qingjin came in and asked to see a lady in charge of Songhe Temple.

Wan Wan had no excuse to see the lady in charge, and asked Feng Qingcheng to go to the morning study first. Feng Qingcheng looked at her and smiled, and without saying anything, he raised his feet and went to the front yard.

The lady in charge came to ask Wan Wan to go back to Liu Fuluo, saying that Mrs. Tai wanted to make a winter coat, and remembered that Liu Fuluo's skillful hands were unmatched, so she had to be cheeky and ask Wan Wan to go back.

Liu Fuluo was sent to the eldest princess's mansion by Fengqing City early, where will she get people to go now. Wan Wan thought about it, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she said nonsense: "That little girl." said that she met her sweetheart and begged me to let her out of the house. I agreed. - What kind of winter coat does grandmother want to make, do you have a pattern? ”

The lady in charge was stunned. Madame, this is dealing with people by herself. But why do you have to pretend that you don't understand the words, and ask her what the pattern is? Pattern winter coat or something, that's a tacit excuse.

Soon the eldest lady's thoughts shifted. She remembered that the Flo girl had been scolded in public for covering the Hou Ye running out of the house to get into trouble. Could it be that at that time, Madame dealt with the person? Maybe it wasn't Miss Flo's business at all, Madame took the opportunity. I just don't know if the girl is alive or dead, intact or missing arms and legs.

The housekeeper was afraid for a while, and she was glad that she didn't ask her daughter to dream of climbing high branches.

She didn't dare to stay longer, took out the most diligent and gentle smile in her life, and said to Wanwan: "If Madame is interested, the old slave will send Mrs. to Madame to take a look." Madame is busy with affairs, and the old slave does not dare to disturb more. If the lady did not give orders, the old slave withdrew. ”

Wan Wan felt that this lady in charge was a little polite, but she didn't ask anything. Because she and Feng Qingcheng didn't sleep until after the end of the day, the spatula specially prepared some refreshing fresh side dishes. Wan Wan thought that those small dishes were also suitable for the elderly, so she asked Yinque to pack some for the housekeeper to take back to Songhe Courtyard to honor Mrs. Tai.

The housekeeper said a few words of praise to flatter Wan Wan, and then turned around and withdrew to follow Yinque to pick up the dishes. She looked at the delicate and smiling appearance of the silver sparrow, and secretly sighed in her heart.

Madame is a yaksha, and the little girls under her hand are all unseemly. Look at this girl, who is white and tender, and her face is full of kindness. There is no ambiguity in the slightest when it comes to asking people to eat on plates.

When the lady in charge walked out of Qi Ao Zhai with the food box, she secretly thought that not only could she not tell her daughter to dream of climbing high branches, but also had to warn her goddaughter and niece. In short, all the little girls in the house who are close to her, she has to warn them in place. You can't mess with Lord Hou, and you can't disobey Mrs. Otherwise, I don't know when I died.

After all, their wives are different from other families. That was the ancestor of the dynasty. If she wants to kill someone, there must be a yamen who dares to control her, and there must be someone who can find out some evidence.

After sending away the housekeeper of Songhe Courtyard, Wan Wan hesitated for a moment but still couldn't take a step to go to the front yard to practice martial arts. But she couldn't avoid it for a few moments, and she still had to sit at the same table with him.

Wanwan's head hung down and drooped, and she only buried her face in the rice bowl.

Feng Qingcheng finally couldn't bear it, laughed a few times, moved a chair and sat beside her. Leaning closer to her ear, he said, "Not really." ”

When I got up in the morning, I gave him a head hammer, tore his clothes, and touched his chest muscles. But he didn't know she had such a dream. Now as long as I look at him, the images in my dreams are swishing and flying uncontrollably.

Wan Wan blushed and buried her head deeper.

Feng Qingcheng moved her face to separate her rice bowl, and asked very funny: "Why is there a road in this bowl?" ”

He's making fun of the head hammer again. The things that want people to cover their faces are stacked on top of each other. How can this situation be reversed?

There's no way to pretend it's nothing, and you can't say it. It seems that the only way to stop making him stop ridiculing and asking questions is to mess around, which makes him embarrassed and embarrassed. Then her embarrassment can be mixed up unconsciously.

Wan Wan cleared her throat and quickly scribbled to a counterattack point, "Are you sneaking at me while I'm asleep?" ”

Feng Qingcheng was sending a spoonful of soup to his mouth, and when he heard this, he was stunned, and he almost squirted out the spoonful of soup.