Chapter 119: The Eight Men Who Carry the Sedan Chair Marry You and Enter the Door
With the soft fragrance in her arms, Si Ying couldn't help but feel charming, and her hand was also placed on her slender waist, and she could feel her body temperature through the thin clothes.
"Yu'er, don't ...... like this" Si Ying's hand couldn't help rubbing on his thin waist, making him feel uncomfortable.
Feng Xiuyu climbed directly onto his neck and murmured softly, "Brother Ying, I'm afraid, they're all in, I'm afraid, don't leave me alone." ”
Now she is alone, Feng Tianlan is so cruel, she doesn't know how to settle old accounts with her, how to rob her brother with her, so it is better for her husband to cook rice.
Even if Feng Tianlan robbed Brother Ying later, she could only be a concubine, and if she got Brother Ying first, she could disgust her and respond to her!
Si Ying's breath couldn't help but stagnate, he was eighteen, and he had known Feng Xiuyu for two or three years, but at most, he held hands and hugged him, even if it was a kiss, it was just a dragonfly.
In order to get her heart, over the years, she has not married a wife or concubine, and some have only a few rooms, but how can those women be compared with the pampered Feng Xiuyu.
"Don't be afraid, with me, they'll be fine." Si Ying gently pushed Feng Xiuyu away, seeing her thin body, but she couldn't bear to look away, thinking that if she insisted, then he would not be polite, anyway, if she wants to marry home, it will be okay in advance.
Feng Xiuyu pounced again, hugged him, and shouted with a crying voice, "Brother Ying......"
The veil swayed, and the candlelight flickered,......
In a daze, Si Ying heard the sobbing, opened his eyes, and vaguely saw a figure sitting in front of the dresser, holding scissors in his hand, about to stab at the chest, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Si Ying was frightened by this scene, rolled out of bed directly, and then pounced, grabbing Feng Xiuyu's hand stiffly, but the sharp scissors had already stabbed in.
"Yu'er, what are you doing here?" Si Ying snatched the scissors strongly, threw them aside, and hugged Feng Xiuyu tightly.
"Let go of me, I'm not innocent anymore, I don't want to live anymore, you let go of me." Feng Xiuyu struggled hard, looking determined to die.
"Yu'er, don't be like this, it's my fault, I can't control it, besides, we will be husband and wife sooner or later, don't think about it, I'll tell my father to marry you." Si Ying said anxiously, afraid that she would die like this.
It was he who slept with her, and when something really happened, he would have no support from the Feng family.
"Brother Ying, I want to be your wife, not your concubine, anyway, I can be Brother Ying's woman before I die, and I have no regrets in this life." After speaking, Feng Xiuyu struggled again to get the scissors that were thrown aside.
Si Ying held on to her hand and didn't let go, she couldn't do it in a hurry, "Don't be impulsive, I'll be responsible, I'll go and ask my father, marry you, I won't let you be a concubine, how can I be willing to let you be a concubine." ”
"But I'm not innocent anymore."
"I am the one who sleeps with you, not to mention that you and I don't say, who can know." Si Ying hugged Feng Xiuyu and coaxed her for a long time, but Feng Xiuyu, who was coaxed, dispelled her thoughts of seeking death.
"But...... Big sister ......" Feng Xiuyu grabbed his hand, her eyes were shining, "You promised the big sister, I can't affect you, I can't cause you not to get the treasure, delay your big event, I still ......"
"It's only a little more than a month before your father's birthday, and when the time comes, I will get the treasure, kill her, and I will marry you in a sedan chair." Si Ying comforted.