Chapter 10: Hug it
But in the blink of an eye, Feng Wan raised his head and looked at the young man calmly and sincerely.
The young man's slanted phoenix eyes sparkled, he seemed to glance at her ruthlessly, and after Feng Wan's heart skipped a beat, he asked softly, "How do you know about me?" β
Feng Wan knew that he had too many doubts in his heart. How could she recognize him as a beggar, and how did she know that he had the idea of getting aheadγγγγγγ
Feng Wan smiled and said: "Lang Jun has a pair of eyes that are unparalleled in the world, and people with such eyes should not be confused by everyone and mixed with dung." β
The young man smiled slowly and said, "Is it like you?" β
The voice is sharp.
Feng Wan looked directly at him and said, "Yes, just like me." β
After admitting it directly, she smiled bitterly: "Unlike Lang Jun, Wan Niang is just a woman. β
The boy looked at her woman's bun, almost suddenly, and he reached out and stroked it towards the slanted bun.
As soon as he made this move, Feng Wan froze.
The young man's hand was on her hair, and his slender ten fingers were wrapped around the hair, and he said in a low voice, "I can kill you!" β
Feng Wan froze.
Yes, he could have killed her. She had seen his embarrassment with her own eyes, and she advised him to take a path of humiliation.
The boy's hand, slowly, slowly, moved from her hair to her white neck.
His five fingers, slender and powerful, gently caressed her throat and neck, almost suddenly, he closed his five fingers and began to exert force!
Feng Wan didn't move, didn't struggle, didn't speak, didn't even look at him.
The young man's five fingers tightened, and when he suddenly loosened, the hand brushed against her chin.
With a flick of his index finger, he lifted her chin and asked in a dumb voice, "What do you want?" β
He sneered: "I am already rich, what do you want in return?" β
Feng Wan looked at him, and she said in a low voice, "Are you already rich?" Shaking his head, Feng Wan said slowly: "The rich and noble, when the order is spit out, tens of millions of people bow down." The rich and noble, when others live, it is up to me, and when others die, it is also up to me. β
She looked at him and whispered softly, "Lang Jun At this time, life and death are in the hands of others, and he can't talk about wealth and wealth." β
As soon as she spat out these words, the boy suddenly took a step back.
He turned his head sideways.
Holding his hands on his back, the young man's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his lips pursed. The wind blew his thin body, and at that moment, Feng Wan saw his loneliness.
Almost subconsciously, she stepped forward, stretched out her arms, and wrapped her arms around him.
This action greatly surprised the young man, and as soon as he struggled, he heard Feng Wan's choked voice coming, "Don't move." She muttered, "Don't move, Xiaolang, it's only for a while, just so warm for a while." β
Two lines of tears streamed down her cheeks.
The boy froze, he snuggled motionlessly in this embrace without lust, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you crying?" β
Feng Wan choked up and said, "Because I hurt." β
"For me?" The boy chuckled, his voice a little cold.
"No, it's for myself." Feng Wan muttered, "Didn't you find it? We have the same looks. β
The young man tilted his head and pondered for a while, he suddenly pushed Feng Wan away, and this time, Feng Wan retreated.
But as soon as she took half a step back, the boy held her face and stared at her.
After a glance, the young man lowered his hands and sneered: "Nonsense! β
He shook his hands angrily, turned around and left, and shouted to himself: "Nonsense! β
He was a little annoyed, and his steps were getting faster and faster, faster and faster.
It wasn't until he had been away for a long time that Feng Wan turned around and walked back.
After walking a few dozen steps, she remembered something and hurriedly went to the river to take a look. Fortunately, her skin was not easy to bruise, and no fingerprints appeared.
As soon as Feng Wan walked out, Rong'er ran over, and she shouted softly, "Madam, are you okay?" There were a few weirdos standing in the way, and we weren't allowed to enter. β
Feng Wan frowned and asked, "There is such a thing." She looked back, shook her head, and said, "Why didn't anyone stop me?" β
Rong'er only told her that when the servants saw that she came out safely, they no longer cared about this detail.
Sitting in the carriage, Feng Wan ordered: "Let's go and see if Yulang returns?" β
"Yes."
After a while, a servant outside the car said, "I haven't come back." β
Feng Wan let out a long sigh and said, "In that case, let's go back." β
"Yes."
As soon as he entered the mansion, Feng Wan explained the reason to Zhao Jun, who was looking forward to him, and met his face full of disappointment, Feng Wan was blessed and turned to leave.
As soon as he turned around, Zhao Jun swooped forward, he clenched her arm with one hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Tomorrow, His Royal Highness will have a meal in Huiyun Tower." Wan Niang, you go with me. β
He said fiercely: "I don't believe in this evil! β
Feng Wan let out a low cry and exclaimed, "I'll go too?" β
"Of course!" Zhao Jun's voice was a little impatient, and in a blink of an eye, he suppressed his anger again, and said gently: "With Wan Niang here, you have more confidence for your husband." After that, he looked at Feng Wan's small waist and white porcelain-like skin under the light, and his heart moved, and he hugged her from behind.
At this time, Feng Wan, who was frozen in his arms, let out a "grace", and said, "But it is up to the husband to decide." "The voice is a bit empty.
What has happened to him all along, she has always encouraged him with confidence and supported him, how could she ever be so listless? Zhao Jun was originally bottomless, and he was even more uneasy when he heard her tone. He let go of her waist and frowned, "But I really can't do it, I can only do this." β
He pondered for a moment, and then began to pace the room again.
Seeing his distracted appearance, Feng Wan lowered his head and retreated quietly.
Feng Wan walked towards his bedroom.
Before they got closer, the voices of several servant girls floated in, "Mrs. quarreled with the lord last night." "It's okay. I see that Lord Lang and his wife are talking and laughing today. β
The first voice muttered: "Madame really seems to have changed, and she is also angry with Lord Lang for such a trivial matter." Fortunately, Lord Lang is magnanimous. β
"But those four sisters-in-law are also disgusting."
When the two maids were able to speak, a timid voice came from the side, "Two sisters, it's better for us not to talk about such a master's matter." β
As soon as these words came out, the two maids were dumbfounded. In the blink of an eye, they forced a few words and left one by one.
After the two maids left, a petite figure also walked out of the corner.
After she walked out, she inadvertently looked back. In this way, she saw Feng Wan.
The figure froze, hurriedly blessed, and said in a trembling voice: "Fu'er has seen Madame." β
Seeing Feng Wan approaching her, Fu'er's head lowered.
Feng Wan walked all the way to her, stopping only when he was only an arm's length away from her. Looking at Fu'er, Feng Wan asked slowly, "Would you like to return to your hometown with your fourth sister-in-law?" β
Fu'er was shocked, she fell to her knees with a thud, and said repeatedly: "The slave is unwilling, madam, don't drive the slave away!" She raised her green, still childish face, looked at Feng Wan nervously, and begged: "Madam, whatever you want Fu'er to do, Fu'er will do it, just don't drive Fu'er away." β