Chapter Seventy-One: He's Out of Control

However, Meng Zhiyi is okay and has been shy for too long, and the heavy sleepiness invades her consciousness, and she also enters the sweet dream.

Feeling that the breath of the person in his arms gradually stabilized, Lu Nanfeng slowly opened his eyes and looked at Meng Zhiyi quietly for a long time, until she arched into his arms like a hibernating little snake looking for a heat source.

Lu Nanfeng raised his head, gave her enough position, and let her drill into his chest, finding a comfortable home.

Wrapping his arms around the beauty's back, his fingers lingered for a moment, and his snort couldn't help but be heavier, he couldn't help but sigh, isn't he a willing farmer now?

When I woke up, the man next to me was gone.

Meng Zhiyi put his head in the quilt, and there was a familiar and unfamiliar atmosphere on the quilt, which belonged to that man. She didn't know that she was so impressed, and they hadn't been in contact a few times.

"Girl, girl?"

The sound of the winter solstice came from outside, and Meng Zhiyi showed his head, and saw the enlarged face of the winter solstice, and he was still smiling ambiguously.

Meng Zhiyi: "........"

"Girl, did you sleep well? Is my uncle gentle?"

"Don't ask, don't tell." Meng Zhiyi gritted his teeth, "I want to get up."

Winter Solstice boldly covered her mouth and snickered, "Girl, don't you want to wash? I was waiting last night, but it was too late.......

What is it? In disguise, do they toss for a long time?

Don't dare to think about it, don't think about it!

Meng Zhiyi darkened his face, put on his robe, and endured his sore waist and legs and walked towards the hot spring pool, "Don't follow me."

Otherwise, it's time to laugh at her again, this kind of thing is really embarrassing.

Dong Solstice wanted to say something, but was stopped by Meng Zhiyi's look.

So, she angrily pushed open the door of the hot spring pool, and met Lu Nanfeng, who had just gotten up and was putting his sleeves on his shoulders.

Meng Zhiyi's legs were weak, and the bones in his body seemed to be pulled away in an instant.

But looking at Lu Nanfeng's slightly raised eyebrows, she held back, her face was calm, and she walked inside step by step.

But she still quietly tightened the robe she was wearing casually just now, and said secretly: The dead girl didn't remind me why I didn't put on my clothes just now.

"Sleep well?" Lu Nanfeng naturally asked, as if nothing had happened between the two of them, and it was still the same as before.

Meng Zhiyi: Don't you see my expression of not wanting to talk to me?

Seeing her stiff expression, Lu Nanfeng couldn't help but smile, and said, "Miss Meng is not going to admit it?"

"Admit what?" Meng Zhiyi blurted out, his tone somewhat wanting to cover up, "I was drunk last night and don't know anything."

"Need me to help you remember?" Lu Nanfeng's eyebrows were cold.

Meng Zhiyi almost stammered, "No, it's not important.......

Because of her weak heart, she took two steps back.

Lu Nanfeng stretched out his hand, pulled her in front of him, and whispered, "Be careful of falling."

Suddenly approaching, the unique aura on Lu Nanfeng's body was mixed with heat, which made Meng Zhiyi can't help but miss the temperature that belongs to him alone, it is too warm.

Meng Zhiyi's heart suddenly settled down after a panic all morning at this moment, there was nothing to escape, she hadn't experienced anything.

She slowly raised her head, blushed and said, "I'm a little uncomfortable........

Lu Nanfeng's palm that grabbed her wrist tightened, and his eyes darkened for a moment, "There is medicine."

It was he who was out of control.

His eyes flickered on Meng Zhiyi's face for a moment, and the rest of the words were finally a little unspeakable.

For fear of scaring her, he put on a look of hiding and not caring.

Meng Zhiyi glanced at the porcelain vase in his other hand and held it in his hand, "Then I'll wash it first."

"Do you need to serve?"

Meng Zhiyi: "........" was originally in a calm state of mind, but it set off a trend again.

"No, I don't." Meng Zhiyi replied hard

Lu Nanfeng nodded, there was a suspicious smile on the corner of his lips, knowing that she was a woman, he was a little embarrassed, "I'm outside, it's better to call me for something than to shout for the winter solstice."

No matter how strong you are, you want to make fun of me.

Meng Zhiyi nodded, and watched Lu Nanfeng leave with his own eyes and lock the door, so he was relieved.

After coming out, Xu Chunrou and Zhou Yongheng were waiting in the courtyard, while Lu Nanfeng was standing under the robe that was drying over there.

Memories come in a flood of memories yesterday on the hot spring, he said in a hoarse voice, the stones on the ground are cold and sloppy, let yourself be on it, how can she respond, Lu Nanfeng pulled his robe and padded it........

"Put it on."

Meng Zhiyi, who was reminiscing, was suddenly interrupted by Lu Nanfeng, who was holding a cloak in his hand to cover his shoulder. Meng Zhiyi subconsciously took half a step back, causing him to raise his eyebrows and ask.

"Ahem, it's not too cold."

Lu Nanfeng had a tough attitude, "The humidity in the mountains is heavy, so put it on."

Xu Chunrou saw the affectionate appearance of the two of them as if no one was around, and pursed her lips and smiled, "Miss Meng, your husband is really caring."

Zhou Yongheng snorted coldly with a dark face, "Little white face is not just a means."

Meng Zhiyi heard the sound and looked at Lu Nanfeng on the side, his eyebrows and eyes were a lot sharper, but he didn't have much anger.

"Gongzi Zhou, Lu Nanfeng is my husband, you said that he was slapping my eldest lady of the Meng family in the face, and I hope you will pay more attention to your words in the future." Meng Zhiyi asked coldly, turned his face and looked at Xu Chunrou with a smile, "Miss Xu will definitely be able to find a husband who is better for you in the future."

For example, Zhou Yongheng, the two of you must be talented and beautiful.

Xu Chunrou's eyes fell on Zhou Yongheng, who had a calm face, and said softly: "You left the table quickly last night, and there was a stream of water at noon today, and the hour is almost over, let's go over together."

"Okay."

The two of them are all beautiful women, walking in front of them talking and laughing, like a pair of good handkerchiefs.

Lu Nanfeng and Zhou Yongheng were half a step behind, only to hear Lu Nanfeng say in a deep voice: "Let Zhou Gongzi wait for a long time, she got up late."

Zhou Yongheng instantly exploded, "Little white face, you provoke me!"

Lu Nanfeng glanced at him lightly, "Gongzi Zhou, you have to be calm."

Zhou Yongheng: "......." is so angry, he wants to do it.

Then he thought about it, this little white face was afraid that he was looking forward to doing it himself, so that Meng Zhiyi would be even more disgusted with him. Yes! How could he end up in this position of being manipulated by a little white face.

To be honest, Meng Zhiyi's reputation in Jiangnan City is not so good, which is due to her cold arrogance before, and she is not good at dealing with these crooked young ladies.

Coupled with a series of things that have happened in the Meng family recently, as well as the rumors about her outside, and Xu Chunrou's secret isolation, these young ladies are even more indifferent to her.

After she and Lu Nanfeng sat down, they just maintained their friendship on the surface, greeted each other, and then went to talk.

Meng Zhiyi didn't bother to talk to these people, and he didn't have anything to say, so he sat down and started eating.

The main breakfast was skipped, and last night she was physically exhausted, and her stomach was going to be hungry.

"Slow down."

Lu Nanfeng whispered beside him, and he really looked like a conscientious little white face throughout the whole process, and he didn't need Meng Zhiyi to stretch out his chopsticks.

Xu Chunrou had already arranged her in the first seat, which made it difficult for the young ladies on the side to pay attention to it, and there seemed to be contempt and suppressed envy in their eyes.

After seeing the filth and romance of those men in the high gate, who doesn't want a husband who is handsome and obedient to him?

What family can't afford to raise a daughter? But it is their fate to be used by the family and marry out undesirable by marriage. Therefore, Meng Zhiyi's existence is more like an alternative.

These people can't see the good daughter of the Meng family, so they have to dig the scar on Lu Nanfeng's eyebrows, find such a shortcoming, and secretly despise them in their hearts.

The little Jiujiu in their hearts, as well as those whispers, how could Meng Zhiyi not hear it, but her current temperament will no longer be a little resentful in her heart, so she will express it on the spot.

After eating, the two of them walked through the withered autumn scenery of the mountain villa.

There are many kinds of fiery maple leaves here, and when the weather is about to enter winter, the maple leaves fall to the ground, which also has a unique flavor.

Meng Zhiyi felt that the bones on both sides of his waist hurt, and he was a little lazy after taking two steps.

At this time, Lu Nanfeng stretched out a hand at her, his palm spread upward, and his eyes were gentle.

Lu Nanfeng asked, "Back to you?"

Meng Zhiyi stared at him directly, not missing the undisguised warmth in his eyes.

She didn't understand a little, but it was a ridiculous night last night, how could Lu Nanfeng change so much. Or is it that something else is changing all the time, unconsciously?

She didn't want to delve into it, she just clenched her slightly cool fingertips, and the thought of longing for that generous warmth was out of control.

Meng Zhiyi has never been a person who likes to wronged himself.

She smiled slightly, and put her little hand into Lu Nanfeng's palm, "That's not necessary, my husband can just hold me."

"Well, it's a little chilly."

Lu Nanfeng wrapped her soft wattle in the palm of her hand and pinched it gently.

Not far away, the winter solstice saw that the two of them were actually holding hands, and the girl was still smiling so happily that she couldn't help laughing.

At this time, a muffled sound suddenly came from behind the tree, and she glanced at it in fright, and hurriedly walked two steps to keep up with her master's footsteps.

Zhou Yongheng, who was behind the tree, was about to go over to find Meng Zhiyi, when suddenly his feet slipped and he fell on the wood. Somehow, he has always had accidents in the past two days, and now his legs are weak and he can't walk.

He leaned on to the tree and watched the two figures walk away, and then he felt that his legs were better.

"Find a Lang Zhong for my master to see what happened to my leg just now?"

Zhou Yongheng called the little guy over and helped him walk back.

Xu Chunrou, who was chasing after her, saw that Zhou Yongheng's face was not good, and hurriedly asked, "Master Zhou, what is uncomfortable?"

"What's the matter with your villa? I've fallen twice since yesterday!"

He simply had a fire in his heart, and he had nowhere to vent, so he could only find a reason to shout at Xu Chunrou.

"Is it that the mountain villa is cold and the weather is cold, I asked the doctor to take a look at Zhou Gongzi's legs first."

Xu Chunrou asked Zhou Yongheng to help him return to the room, and called the doctor to check it out.

"Zhou Gongzi has two red dots on the back of his knee, which looks like a bruise. However, this place is not easy to touch, and Zhou Gongzi should have been injured by a hidden weapon."

"What?" When Zhou Yongheng got this information, his face suddenly darkened.