The angry wife has to be coaxed.

Jiang Fuyuan stepped forward decisively, a warm breath swept across his eyes, and Zhong Yufeng's eyelashes trembled: "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan exhaled like an orchid: "General Zhong has an empty skin, and he lacks literary brilliance in his abdomen." ”

Hearing this, Zhong Yongfeng's heart shrank, did she dislike him?

He only learned to read and write with a wandering Taoist when he was a child, and later relied on his own hunting and reclamation to save some money to buy books to read.

Although he is a little familiar with literature and ink, he can't compare to the literati who read it in a serious private school.

Zhong Yongfeng picked his palms with his fingers and asked in a low voice: "Cizhan, will you ......?"

His voice was very soft, and if it weren't for Jiang Fuyuan getting closer, he would almost be ignored.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Fuyuan's hot breath sprayed onto his face, and his slightly cool body that had just taken a bath instantly became scorching.

Jiang Fuyuan licked the canine teeth with the tip of her tongue, and her eyes stared at the pale lips.

"It's okay, my daughter-in-law is not talented enough, so let Xianggong teach you."

Zhong Yongfeng learned very quickly, and immediately grasped the initiative of this teaching.

The back of his head was held by two warm and trembling hands, and Jiang Fuyuan instinctively reached out to wrap his hand around the opponent's waist and fought back.

It's a pity that she overestimated her combat power, and after a while, she fell into a slight trance.

After kissing her until she was about to run out of oxygen, Zhong Yongfeng let go of his hands and panted lowly.

Jiang Fuyuan leaned on his shoulder a little weakly, and there was still the breath and taste of the other party between his lips and teeth.

She sighed softly and sighed with emotion: "Daughter-in-law, you are really a good seedling for learning. ”

Zhong Yongfeng: "......"

The two hugged quietly for a while, and each other's breath was even out before they sat separately.

"Are you happy?" Jiang Fuyuan had a smile in her eyes, and she held her chin to look at Zhong Yongfeng.

Zhong Yongfeng sat on the side and looked back at her, and hummed lowly.

Jiang Fuyuan, who coaxed his daughter-in-law, was in a good mood, and even looked at the thick stack of rune paper.

This is the peace charm that Zhai Jinzu bought from her, a total of 18,428 pieces, and there are exactly 18,428 households in Bozhou City.

Zhai Jinzu didn't say what it was for, and Jiang Fuyuan had already guessed it, so she only charged one-tenth of the price.

Even if it is a tenth, it will cost a lot of silver, which almost hollows out most of Zhai Jinzu's family funds, plus the cost of this person's tall rune paper and several large jars of cinnabar, it is estimated that the Bozhou prefect will have to take it for so many years.

Nearly 20,000 peace charms is not a small project, she had to paint for a year and a half before, and now with the worship of the people of Bozhou, she only needs about three, four, five or six days?

Jiang Fuyuan estimated the time it would take, and Zhong Yifeng's whisper came from his ears.

"You...... Is it just a skin that loves to see? ”

When he said this, his eyes darkened, and the heart in his chest thumped in protest against his unstoppable mouth.

Zhong Yongfeng knew that he shouldn't ask like this, he expected her to veto, but he was afraid that she would say yes.

His face was disguised by the most superb master of disguise, although it was four points similar to his original appearance, but it was not his real face after all, if she said that she loved this skin, how should he deal with himself?

But if she doesn't love skin, then what else can she love him? Love him to deceive? Love him and dare not be honest? Love him and be a liar?

The more Zhong Yongfeng thought about it, the more he felt that he deserved to be spurned by her.

Jiang Fuyuan held a wolf pen full of cinnabar in his hand, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, and replied without raising his head: "I still love money." ”

Zhong Jifeng immediately thought of the reward given to him by the second prince, as well as the dozens of boxes of gold and silver exchanged for military exploits.

"I've got money!" Immediately after that, he was beaten again, and his voice was hoarse, "You, will you love my money?" ”

The wolf pen continued to swipe across the yellow paper without sluggishness, and Jiang Fuyuan took the time to glance at him and said, "Whatever your money, I am your husband, and your money is my money." ”

"I love my money, I love your people."

Besides, now he can have her and the money?

There is no ranking on the rich list in Jingzhou, otherwise the top of the list must be Mu Cizhan.

As soon as the words "love your person" came out, Zhong Yongfeng's arms and back muscles bulged at the same time, and his scalp was numb.

Swallowing his saliva, his voice became even hoarse: "If one day, I am no longer me, will you love me too?" ”

"Huh?" This time, Jiang Fuyuan paused, and simply put down the pen and turned his head to look at him: "Why do you ask that?" If you're not you, who else could it be? ”

Zhong Yongfeng half-closed his eyes, his eyes wandered, and he didn't know how to answer.

He was also tired of his chattering appearance, like a deep resentful woman, but the happier he was at the moment, the more afraid he was that the day the truth would be exposed, the people in front of him would look at him with strange eyes and question him...... Or forget him.

After being silent for a long time, Jiang Fuyuan heard Zhong Jifeng say: "If one day, you don't recognize me, at least don't hate me." ”

Jiang Fuyuan: ?

How could he make such a request inexplicably?

And the assumptions are also strange.

Do you want to test her sincerity?

But it was also the first time for her to fall in love, and she didn't know how to give the other party enough security.

Jiang Fuyuan's brain spun rapidly, trying to search for the correct answer, but to no avail.

She pondered for a long time and said, "Why don't we double cultivate." ”

Zhong Yongfeng: ???

"I've heard that the dual practice allows both parties to achieve a balance between body and mind, yin and yang, and share life and soul."

The more Jiang Fuyuan thought about it, the more feasible she felt, and she said firmly: "As long as the two of us double cultivate, I will definitely not fail to recognize you." ”

Zhong Yongfeng: "...... Not necessarily. ”

He didn't mean to covet her flesh when he said this!

How could she say that he looked like a pervert with bad intentions!

Zhong Yongfeng didn't want Jiang Fuyuan to come back in the future, but spurned himself even more.

This is also not okay? Jiang Fuyuan raised her eyebrows, her wife's mind is a little difficult to guess......

In a flash of inspiration, she came up with a great idea that would kill multiple birds with one stone.

"Little Phoenix." Jiang Fuyuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and hooked Zhong Yifeng's palm with his little thumb, "If I can't recognize you in the future, you will call me Little Phoenix, and if you call me this nickname, I will definitely think of you." ”

This is the nickname given to her by her father, every time she is naughty and gets into trouble, or when she is coquettish, her father and mother will drag a long tune and call her a little phoenix softly.

"Little Phoenix, don't be naughty."

"Little Phoenix, look at the fairy grass that A-Niang found for you."

……

These are the three words that completely belong to her, her past life, her warmest and most cherished home, and her biggest secret.

Now, she is willing to give Zhong Yongfeng the right to call these three words.

In her name, in this world, call her.

"Little Phoenix ......" Zhong Yongfeng repeated gently, feeling the taste of these three words rolling between his lips and teeth.

"That's not right." Jiang Fuyuan corrected softly, "The voice dragged on longer, like this......"

She imitated the most familiar tone: "Little Phoenix......"

Zhong Yongfeng looked at her eyes seriously, and read word by word: "Little Phoenix......"

The same tone, the same tone, the same cherishing and love.

Jiang Fuyi's nasal cavity was sour, and he leaned into his arms with a sneer, and said in a slightly nasal voice: "Daughter-in-law is awesome, she learns so fast." ”

Zhong Yongfeng gently rubbed her long hair and said in a low voice: "It's the little phoenix who teaches her well." ”

"In the future, please ask the little phoenix for more advice."

Well...... I didn't have an audit in the morning, everyone understands...... So resend it

Jiang Fuyuan, a master of idioms and a special teacher, was tragically killed at Waterloo

(End of chapter)