Chapter 53: The Beauty's Plan

Waiting until the ink was dry and the beauty picture was finalized, Zhou Sixian gently stroked the portrait, slowly closed his eyes, in his mind, a charming and fragrant picture was being staged, and at the same time, in his heart, he couldn't stop looking forward to: "If you can kiss Hu Xianxian, it will be worth it." ”

"Knock, knock, knock. ”

Zhou Sixian was wandering in the painting, but suddenly heard a knock on the door outside the painting. Three knocks on the door, not hurried, appear polite.

Pulled back to reality by the knock on the door, Zhou Sixian's face condensed a trace of gloom, and said to the door in a majestic voice, "Come in." ”

Hu Xianxian pushed the door open and came in, and when she saw Zhou Sixian seeing her, she smiled.

With a smile on her face and a gentle step, Hu Xianxian held a fragrant tea and moved lightly towards Zhou Sixian's lotus steps, fluttering like a gust of wind, and came to Zhou Sixian's side.

Zhou Sixian thought that he was still immersed in the painting, raised his hands and rubbed his eyes, and blinked his eyes a few times before looking at Hu Xianxian again.

In this way, Zhou Sixian can see it very really!

Hu Xianxian's face was still full of amorous feelings, the shallow smile in the dimples was looming, the spring in her eyes was rippling, and she said softly: "Master, please use tea." ”

Hearing this voice, Zhou Sixian only felt that there were 36,000 pores all over his body, all of them were comfortable and happy, he did not take the tea, but grabbed Hu Xianxian's little hand.

Rouyi started, smooth and matchless, like a warm jade gasp, making Zhou Sixian's breathing suddenly become rapid.

Zhou Sixian reacted so strongly, Hu Xianxian took in the bottom of her eyes, the smile rippled in her eyes, she raised her head again, her face showed a touch of shyness in a timely manner, she quickly lowered her raised head, wanted to refuse and welcome, and said again: "Old ...... Master, please use tea. ”

"With tea, with tea, I with tea. ”

Although he said this, Zhou Sixian's eyes seemed to be glued to Hu Xianxian's face, and he couldn't move it.

Zhou Sixian originally grabbed Hu Xianxian's hand, slid it along her wrist to her palm, touched the teacup, took it gently, and then brought the tea to her mouth.

The tea entered his mouth, but Zhou Sixian felt tasteless.

The taste stimulation of fragrant tea is difficult to equal one-ten-thousandth of it compared with the stimulation of Hu Xianxian's little hands before.

The slippery and greasy feeling spread from his hands, and Zhou Sixian felt extremely comfortable and comfortable.

After drinking the tea in the cup in one gulp, Zhou Sixian put the empty cup on the painting table, with a smile still in his eyes.

Hu Xianxian saw Zhou Sixian put down the empty cup, stepped forward, grabbed the empty cup, turned around, and was about to walk towards the outside of the painting.

When Zhou Sixian saw Hu Xianxian leaving, he came to his senses and immediately shouted, "Slow." ”

Hu Xianxian's eyes suddenly lit up, she slowly turned around, and turned into a confused look again, and said softly: "What else does the master command?"

was asked by Hu Xianxian, Zhou Sixian was embarrassed, and there was a flush on his old face, and then he laughed and said, "Come here!"

Hu Xianxian looked confused, and slowly walked to Zhou Sixian's side, and before she could continue to ask, she was hugged by Zhou Sixian.

Zhou Sixian snatched the cup from Hu Xianxian's hand, and didn't even have the patience to put it on the table, just threw it casually and threw it on the ground.

The cup shattered at the sound and lay on the ground in pieces, and the fragments jumped a few times before slowly stopping.

As soon as Hu Xianxian's body entered her arms, Zhou Sixian's veteran became dishonest and began to untie Hu Xianxian's wide clothes.

Seeing Zhou Sixian doing this, Hu Xianxian's eyes flashed with a gleam, and she said shyly and angrily: "Old ...... Master, you...... You're so bad!"

Zhou Sixian could even feel that Hu Xianxian's wheezing sound was echoing in his ears, blowing his cheeks warm.

Stimulated by the beauty's coquettishness, Zhou Sixian seemed to be back to the age of eighteen, and he peeled Hu Xianxian off with three strokes and five divisions by two.

Hu Xianxian, who was originally serious, also laughed at the moment, with a touch of healthy ruddy all over her body, exuding a seductive atmosphere.

At the same time, Hu Xianxian's hands were not idle, but began to untie Zhou Sixian's wide clothes.

After stripping off Zhou Sixian's shirt, Hu Xianxian saw that a demon ancestor order was hanging gently on Zhou Sixian's chest.

Hu Xianxian smiled softly, bent down, and removed all the clothes on Zhou Sixian's body.

A trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, but when she thought of Feng Linglang, who was bedridden, the mist in Hu Xianxian's eyes evaporated and volatilized, leaving only a touch of firmness, and then it became full of spring again.

Hu Xianxian lowered her head, opened her mouth, and took it in her mouth at once; Zhou Sixian raised her head, and screamed comfortably.

A drama that is inappropriate for children was quietly staged, and the moon outside the window seemed to feel shy, quietly hiding, and hiding the two in the darkness of the night.

After passing Cai'er, the wind chime finally couldn't sleep, and slowly walked out of the room, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked to Feng Wuji's study.

Feng Chime stood outside the study and hesitated, not knowing whether to go in or turn back, and at this moment, she heard Feng Wuji's voice: "Since you are here, come in." ”

Pushing open the door of the study, the wind chime slowly walked in, and when Feng Wuji saw this, he also stood up, walked out from behind the desk, and walked towards the wind chime.

touched the hair of the wind chime, and Feng Wuji said guiltily: "Ling'er, you won't blame your father." You also know how important the inheritance of the forbidden mother-in-law is, so when Daddy knows that the inheritance has fallen into the hands of others, he will be so angry. ”

When Feng Chime heard Feng Wuji's apology, his heart seemed to be even more bitter.

In Feng Chime's view, Feng Wuji is smart but is mistaken by cleverness, and treats her biological daughter in the way of managing subordinates, thinking that giving a sweet date with a stick can collect all her body and mind.

As everyone knows, in this way, the family relationship has changed its taste, like expired yogurt, which makes people disgusting when they think about it.

However, the wind chime still knew seriously, raised his head, and his teary eyes were already blurred: "How can Ling'er blame her father? Now I just want to ask my father, my child, is he really gone?"

Hearing Feng Chime ask, Feng Wuji was angry in his heart, and he was about to get angry, but he stopped stiffly, and said guiltily again: "Ling'er, it's Dad who is sorry for you." ”

Seeing Feng Wuji say this, Feng Chime didn't say anything, just turned around slowly, walked out of the study, walked slowly towards his house, and walked slowly.

Feng Wuji looked at the lonely figure of the wind chime, and in the depths of his eyes, a touch of pity welled up, but then it turned into a touch of coldness, and at the same time he thought: "I can't let you be idle any longer, otherwise something will have to happen sooner or later." ”