Feng Qingcheng saw her sleeping with her back to him with a quilt in a muffled voice, so he stopped smiling and walked to the side of the bed and pushed her, "Angry?" ”

Wan Wan was silent.

He lifted the quilt and lay down, hugged her from behind and said, "I'm sorry." ”

Wan Wan couldn't help but mutter, "Is it that funny?" ”

"It's very exciting." Feng Qingcheng found her hand in the quilt and grabbed it, and added, "If you don't say that." ”

Wan Wan thought for a moment. If you don't say it, it will become a seduction. But on the other hand, even if you say something, those actions cannot be regarded as pure and free of suspicion of seduction. After thinking about it, she came to the conclusion that coquettishness was indeed a technical project that she couldn't do.

In the technical thinking about coquettishness, Wan Wan's nervous brain gradually sank into a fog of sleepiness.

Before falling asleep, she vaguely remembered something, and reluctantly lifted her eyelids and called, "Hengzhi." ”

"Huh?"

"I lied in the garden. No shame, no shame at all. ”

Feng Qingcheng was stunned when she heard this, and then she realized what she was talking about.

In the quiet night, except for the sound of bamboo leaves falling outside, there is only the sound of her shallow breathing. Feng Qingcheng half straightened up and leaned over to look at her sleeping face.

He frolicked with her and frolicked with her, originally because he didn't want her to put her suspicions on himself. But at this moment, the depression in his heart dissipated a lot in the frolic. It was as if a gust of wind blew through the gloomy sky, and patches of sunlight penetrated into the sky.

He wasn't sure if the brocade who had been staring at the dreamboy last night had also noticed the people in the pigeon pack. Assuming that he is aware of it, it is very unlikely that such a character can connect him with the pigeon team from the background of the dream boy.

Despite this, he still habitually hides his emotions, habitually so that no one will look at him with suspicion. So even if there was a black cloud in his heart just now, he forcibly thought it was a clear sky and a warm wind. Arrange your behavior as if nothing is happening.

But it was clear that she was no one else.

It's a weird day.

Feng Qingcheng sighed silently, leaned down and gently dropped a kiss between her eyebrows. Then he lay down and hugged her to sleep.

The dream is still the same lake that I have dreamed of many times. But it is no longer the darkness at the bottom of the lake, suffocating and cold to the bone, nor is it the dead silence that seems to be eternal. The water of the lake was clear blue and turquoise, with the temperature of a spring moon. The sound of flowing water is slow, corresponding to the sparkling light above the lake.

The wind is light and the clouds are warm, and the flowers are abundant in midsummer. The light and warm wind lingered in his arms with a familiar fragrance, and he seemed to embrace the most precious warmth and affection in his life.

The autumn breeze gently shook the bamboo branches overnight. The gentle rustling sound accompanied the moonrise and moonset, and the morning light dewed.

Wan Wan turned over, opened her eyes, and saw Feng Qingcheng looking at her.

She sobered up in an instant, "What are you doing, you haven't laughed enough?" ”

Feng Qingcheng didn't respond to her words, but asked, "Does Wan Wan like children?" ”

Wan Wan was stunned. It's not that she hasn't laughed enough, it's not enough to play. Before dawn, I started playing again. Whether she likes children or not, no matter how she answers, he can lead to that topic smoothly and naturally.

He wanted to play, so she accompanyed.

So she looked at him and replied, "Yes." ”

Unexpectedly, Feng Qingcheng didn't go in the direction she thought, but said: "That place in Tianmen is not suitable for raising a fetus. ”

Wan Wan was stunned, thinking about it carefully, it was really so. It's good that the place isn't busy, it's really tiring to be busy, and there is a prison that is comparable to the scene of hell. Not only is it not conducive to fetal care, but it is also not conducive to prenatal education.

"Then when the time comes, we will go back to Shu to live. Green mountains and green waters, beautiful peaks, flowers in spring, moon in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter. With such a view, Hengzhi is so good-looking, no matter whether a boy or a girl is born in the future, it will definitely be good-looking.

We taught them martial arts, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Teach them all the skills that will captivate them.

The son will be fascinated by a little lady, and the daughter will be fascinated by a young talent. Crowds of people come to the front of the lodge every day. Then, I opened an inn, a flower shop, a silver building, a silk village near the villa, and also set up a soup stall and a paper umbrella folding fan stall. With so many people, business must be no different.

By that time, my business with Jin 13 had already been rolled out. One year, when I had a bad stockpile, I told my sons and daughters to say that they liked it. So I can sell them at a high price.

Hengzhi: Am I smart? ”

Feng Qingcheng looked at her and was speechless for a while. He just wanted to know if she would be willing to leave the Heavenly Gate. But where did she go?

However, in addition to pheating his son and daughter. Sounds great.

So he laughed and said, "Yes." My family is very smart. ”

Wan Wan stretched her waist and sighed very much, "But the smart Wan Wan still has to go to the top now, wait for me to ......"

When she grabbed all the offended kings of Chu and Jin with pigtails and pulled off the qualifications for that position, she could resign and retire with peace of mind, and go away with great freedom. But it's still hard to talk about catching the prince's pigtails. So Wan Wan paused and said, "When I finish the trouble, I will resign." We went back to Shuzhong to count the money, and then we went wherever the scenery was beautiful. Live a small life comfortably and freely. ”

After finishing speaking, she remembered that she hadn't asked Feng Qingcheng's opinion yet.

"Heng Zhike is willing to let go of the prosperity of Kyoto and go with me? If we don't want to, we'll still be in Kyoto. Anyway, it's very comfortable here. ”

Feng Qingcheng looked into her eyes and said, "Nothing in this Kyoto is mine. If you want it to be mine, then I will go wherever you go. ”

Wan Wan's heart seemed to stop suddenly for a moment, and then she jumped up.

What is called if she wants to be his!

Is he serious about talking, or did he not have enough fun last night and now continue?

Wan Wan looked at him, and suddenly asked with a twitch in her head, "What if I don't want to?" ”

In an instant, she felt the air pressure on Feng Qingcheng's body change. So he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I'm willing." A thousand willing, ten thousand willing, millions willing. When you are a human, you are willing to be a ghost. ”

Feng Qingcheng turned over, put his arms on her shoulders, trapped her between his body and the bed, looked at her from above and asked, "What would you like?" ”

Wan Wan's forehead twitched. This has to be ignored, what's wrong? It's endless!

Wan Wan immediately struck. Surprise attack his unpreparedness, a countermeasure, counterattack and suppress him, "I want you to be mine." ”