On the way back to the Pingning Houfu, Zheng Qiyan naturally sat in the same carriage with Jintong, and leaned on Jintong quite stinky and shamelessly, humming and babbling, like a chrysanthemum remnant, full of wounds, his innocent little white face is no longer there.

What can Jintong do?

Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and on the road in front of the imperial city at the feet of the Son of Heaven, there may be which spy sent by the Holy Lord to pay attention! It's not safe yet, so she can't just bear it, but can't she kick him out of the car?

Along the way, Jintong held back quite hard, so happy that he finally arrived at his destination, Jintong still controlled himself, continued to maintain the highest level of acting skills, supported Zheng Qiyan, and walked slowly all the way until he passed through the lotus pond and reached the inner courtyard area.

Then, Jin Tong did not hesitate to shake off Zheng Qiyan, and as soon as his skirt was mentioned, the wind and fire rushed straight to the smoke and waves of Haomiaoxuan, leaving a cheap man who was crooked to the side and cool, with a suspicious look on his face.

Zheng Qiyan stood up very hurt, thought about it for a while, and decided to go to his Wumo Xuan first, wash and scrub himself and dress up, and then go to Jintong.

The little wife shook his face to show him, wasn't this what he asked for? The newlywed Yan'er left her alone in the empty room and was angry with the concubine, which was unbearable for anyone! Not to mention having to deal with the mess of the Pingning Hou Mansion, which he deliberately connived at, thinking about it, Zheng Qiyan felt that he was very empty-hearted.

Jintong, who arrived at Yanbo Haomiaoxuan, quickly removed her makeup and washed, and then after a day of exhaustion, she spread her limbs on the bed in advance, she was too tired!

She didn't expect Zheng Qiyan to come to her room, and a few maids not only didn't stop Zheng Qiyan when they saw Zheng Qiyan coming in like a leisurely walk, but also bowed down with special eyes, and a group of gods were happy for Jintong.

So how Zheng Qiyan got in Jintong didn't know at all, until she felt someone hugging her aside, she turned over in surprise, and quickly kicked the person with her right foot.

Zheng Qiyan's fingers flicked under Jintong's knee, Jintong only felt numb, and the whole person almost lost his balance and fell to the side. She reacted extremely quickly and stood up, and slammed her left hand into Zheng Qiyan's throat.

The two of you have made a few moves back and forth, and Jintong is full of confidence, at least he can beat Zheng Qiyan a few punches. As for why she beat her husband, this, she slept a little dazed and couldn't remember.

Jintong felt that his fists were in the flesh, and he was called a majestic one. As a result, Zheng Qiyan dissolved them one by one lightly, took the time to wrap his right hand around Jintong's slender waist, and deliberately pinched it.

Jintong was afraid of itching, and couldn't help laughing, Zheng Qiyan's whole person pressed down: "That's how Mrs. serves her husband!" ”

Jintong actually knew that it was Zheng Qiyan for a long time, but her body turned faster than her head, and somehow she just wanted to beat up that bad old man to get angry, and she couldn't beat her by surprise.

What to do? It's urgent!

Her head twitched, a roll broke free, and the extremely gentleman sat down with her left leg bent, and scolded Zheng Qiyan with a straight face: "Presumptuous!" Do you know who this seat is? ”

Zheng Qiyan was stunned for a moment and didn't react! What tricks does this little girl play? What is popular in Beijing now is this kind of secret drama in the boudoir? He was a little puzzled, he had only been fighting for more than a year, why did he lose touch with Shangjing?

Seeing that Zheng Qiyan was silent, Jin Tong took out a domineering spirit: "This seat is a thousand-year-old fox fairy, and it occupies the shell of your wife, which is for the sake of calamity!" After this seat is ascended to the immortal, it will definitely protect the century-old wealth of the Pingning Marquis Mansion! ”

Zheng Qiyan smiled evilly: "Little fox fairy, do you need to absorb some yang energy to help you cultivate?" ”

Jintong was stunned: Isn't this ancient world extremely superstitious? This bad old man's reaction is not right!

Zheng Qiyan approached Jintong again, and the whole person half pressed Jintong: "How does the little fox fairy absorb people's yang energy?" Mouth-to-mouth? Or is it some other way? Can you teach me? ”

Mouth-to-mouth your sister! Jintong slandered and was about to slip away, but was picked up by Zheng Qiyan and pressed back under him.

There was only one lamp in the room, and in the haze, Zheng Qiyan only saw Jintong's shocked face, and his charming eyes were extremely bright, which made him itch. So he honestly and unceremoniously began to fulfill his duties as a husband according to his understanding.

Jintong was eaten and wiped clean before she could react, and then, she was so tired that she fell asleep.

Zheng Qiyan felt sorry for Jintong, but in fact, he was not happy, he personally helped her scrub her body, and then fell asleep with Jintong in his arms.

After many years of habit, Zheng Qiyan woke up.

When he opened his eyes, a small pink foot honestly kicked him in the face.

He pinched his feet and looked disgusted, this sleeping appearance is inevitably too unrestrained, right?

Jintong lay on the bed on all fours, kicked him in the face with one foot, and kicked him on a sensitive part with the other foot!

Zheng Qiyan endured it, Jintong has fine skin and tender meat, and yesterday she wore a whole day of Mrs. Order's clothes, and the flower crown wore out her forehead. Last night, he only tasted it and didn't dare to have fun, for fear of hurting this little wife.

He took a bite of Jintong's feet in a wicked manner, adjusted Jintong's sleeping position, and got up to exercise in the morning.

Zheng Qiyan was dissatisfied with his desires last night, and danced a silver spear like a dragon early in the morning. Jintong cherished those flowers and plants, he didn't dare to hurt even a leaf by mistake, but he would shoot the startled birds, and the blood splashed and fell to the ground.

As soon as Jintong went out, he saw this scene and directly rolled his eyes.

The brocade flatbread cheered, and hurriedly ran to pick up a fat finch and feast on it. Meow, he's been thinking about eating sashimi, oysters, Kobe beef or something for a long time, and now he can eat a bite of raw finch slices, which is also very satisfying.

This bloody scene really affects the mood!

When Jin Tong was thinking about the possibility of asking the Qiao Workshop to cast a forty-meter big knife for her, Wu An hurriedly reported: "Seventh Master, the Holy Lord has sent three imperial doctors to treat the miasma for you, and it will be there in a moment." ”

Here, Zheng Qiyan threw the silver spear to Moon Shadow, and rushed back to the house with a thunderous momentum. Over there, Moon Shadow carried a silver spear, performing light skills to rise and fall, but in a few moments, there was no trace.

Jin Tong looked dazed, looked at the few people who suddenly appeared, a few breaths, and cleaned up the dead sparrows, and was very kind to leave one more for the brocade cake.

Jintong continued to roll his eyes and returned to the house.

Zheng Qiyan's face was pale, his breath was dying, and he was half lying on the bed weakly, if it weren't for Jintong seeing his dragon and tiger spirit last night, this morning's dragon and tiger might have celebrated her widowhood in advance.

Zheng Qiyan glanced at Jintong, hey, I was too busy yesterday and forgot to confess with my daughter-in-law, but my daughter-in-law is so smart, she should understand, right?