Feng Jie's snow-white teeth bit her lower lip, and her charming almond eyes stared at Fang Zheng hatefully. In addition to the look of shame and anger, there were also something inexplicable in her eyes, which was full of swaying, as if it could ripple out of water. Her face had already turned red, and she held up her pink fist, either to hit or release, and she felt extremely embarrassed and annoyed.

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Sister Feng, don't be shy. My talent and appearance are all the best, and it's hard to find a lantern. If you are shy and dare not accept it, the happy days that belong to us will be ruined in the future..."

Feng Jie chuckled, and Cong Zhixu pointed Fang Zheng's head, "You are so stinky, slick, greedy and lustful, and look like a thief. He is so embarrassed to say that he is a talented person. I really admire you..."

Putting away the laughter, Feng Jie looked at Fang Zheng with resentment, and said with infinite desolation and loneliness, and sighed quietly: "Sister knows that you are actually a good person..."

"Stop! Stop!" Fang Zheng's expression changed immediately when he heard this, and he seemed a little frustrated. After only a few words, he started to send me a good person card. He had never eaten pork and had seen pig run. No matter how Fang Zheng was not very familiar with love, he also knew that when a woman said to you in a grim tone, "You are actually a good person...", then there is no need to guess what happened later, and it will be a long time to try.

"Sister Feng, even if you don't accept me, please don't disgust me?" Fang Zheng was a little inexplicably angry. Fortunately, I came through time and understood a little bit of a woman's previous routine of rejecting people. She first raised her and then suppressed her mood. She fell from heaven to hell. If she refused, she refused. The method she used was so unkind. If you don't accept it, just say it directly. It is necessary to write an article, and then have a low point. You can't play like playing people.

Fang Zheng can't blame him for making a big deal. In fact, in the past life, when a woman sent a good person card to a man, another meaning was that you were a good person, but you had no chance. This is another hidden saying for men. So when he heard "You are actually a good person", Fang Zheng felt that Feng Jie was scolding him, and his face was as if someone had slapped him in the face, which was very hot and unhappy.

Seeing Fang Zheng's face turned red and blue, Feng Jie couldn't help but wonder. She didn't understand what she said wrongly, which made this young master Fang, who seemed to have a very good temper, very angry.

"What's wrong with you? Could it be that sister, I said something wrong?" Although she was older than Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng was angry. Sister Feng was still a little scared and asked anxiously.

Fang Zheng was angry for a while and felt relieved. Then he felt a little funny. Isn’t it just a sentence, why are you competing with a woman? He sent a good person card, at least he still affirmed me in terms of character, at least he was much better than "You are a bad person, so I don’t like you."

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng felt much more balanced and his tone became gentler: "Sister Feng, do you want to say that I am actually a good person, but I am not suitable for you? Then I wish me to find true love as soon as possible and not hang myself on your tree?"

Sister Feng opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Fang Zheng in confusion: "You are too hypocritical? One is one, two is two. When did I speak in a roundabout way? Do you think people in the world speak like you?" After saying that, Sister Feng looked at him with contempt.

Fang Zheng's face was shy, damn! He was despised. It turned out that this ancient girl was not sending me a good person card...

"Sister Feng, you just said that I am a good person, what else do you want to say?"

"You are a good person, but you are also a noble person. Sister, I am a widow older than you. How can I be worthy of you? You, you should think too simple about this world..."

Feng Jie's expression suddenly became stunned, showing a look of sadness, her eyes staring straight at Fang Zheng, and her charming expression was gone. Fang Zheng's face was getting closer and closer in her eyes, but it was getting farther and farther in her heart. It was reachable to touch, but it was out of reach, just like the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror...

After a while, Feng Jie sighed softly and whispered: "Have you ever thought about it? You are now a dignified fifth-rank official in the court, an earl named Qin, and are deeply favored by the emperor, and you are even going to be your son-in-law soon. Do you think the emperor will promise you to marry the princess and then marry a widow who is older than you? Even if the emperor agrees, will your parents agree? Will the princess agree?"

"My sister lived a hard life and was tiring. At the age of fifteen, her mother's family promised me a man. Just two years later, the man was summoned to the north to join the army. After only a few months of leaving home, the man died outside. Sister, I was helpless and saved some family business without a living, hoping that the rest of my life would be better. Until I was lucky enough to meet you, even though I was not in contact with you, my sister always regarded you as my backbone. No matter what happened to Ruyuzhai, my sister was confident when she thought of you standing behind me."

"If my sister takes one more step, do you know how much blame you will bear? My sister is a widow who is vicious. How can you turn against your family because of me, make the emperor dissatisfied and the princess sad? In this way, even if my sister is with you, will you live comfortably?"

Sister Feng rarely took the initiative to stretch out her hand and gently stroked Fang Zheng's face. The expression in her eyes seemed hazy and sad, and her tone was faintly sighing. She looked at Fang Zheng's young face in a daze. Sister Feng's eyes were filled with tears, and she murmured repeatedly: "I have not been born, I am old, I am away from the end of my world, and I am across my corner... You have appeared too late..."

After saying that, the crystal tears finally rolled down, quietly falling on Fang Zheng's clothes drop by drop, splashing and shattering, like a firework in a prosperous era.

Licking his dry lips, Fang Zheng's voice became hoarse: "Sister Feng, I know what you want to say, but you have to believe that Fang Zheng may be lazy in this life or have no ambitions, but what I really want to do will definitely do. No one can stop me from the woman I want to marry!"

When Feng Jie smiled when she heard this, tears kept falling in her eyes, but her smile was like the peach blossoms in spring, with a bit of drunkenness, and she looked particularly charming under the dim candlelight. "The dark eyebrows are blooming and the distant mountains, and the green temples are pure and thick in spring smoke." The woman in front of her was unknown how much sadness there was in her heart, but this scene made Fang Zheng's heart twitch, just like empathizing with her bitterness for half a lifetime.

"Let's stop saying those disappointing words. Come and have a few more drinks with my sister..." Feng Jie was obviously drunk, so she took the initiative to pull Fang Zheng's hand. Her pretty face became redder and her charm in her eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Sister Feng... you're drunk." Fang Zheng snatched the wine glass from her hand and said warmly: "Stop drinking, I'll help you rest."

Sister Feng laughed, pushed Fang Zheng away, got up and staggered to a large box in the house, uncovered the lid, and took out a package wrapped in silk cloth from it.

"What's this?"

Sister Feng sat down beside Fang Zheng, leaning softly on Fang Zheng, and a faint fragrance of a mature woman penetrated into Fang Zheng's nose, like orchids or musk, making Fang Zheng's heart sway and stirred. She wanted to reach out, hug her in her arms, and play with her in her arms.

Fang Zheng’s ghost heart is completely unaware of Sister Feng. She murmured in a speechless manner: “…This is your… dividend. Sister, I’ve prepared it for you.”

"Uh...are you going to open a branch? You made money so quickly?" Fang Zheng couldn't help but be overjoyed even though he knew that the situation in front of him was really not suitable for talking about money.

Sister Feng shook her head and smiled, her smile was hazy, "I didn't do business with anyone before, and I'm not used to many rules, so when you came to ask for money, my sister didn't give it to you, but she took the money you deserved to open a new store..." Her eyes circulated, Sister Feng smiled and looked at Fang Zheng: "...Because of this, you probably have a lot of grudges towards her sister?"

"No!" Fang Zheng shook his head quickly, "Sister is helping me make money. Even if I don't give me some money for the time being, it's for my good intentions. I want to earn more money for me. Haha, I'm not a ungrateful person. Are you still short of money? I'll find a way to get some for you..."

"Little bad guy! Princess... In the future, business is business, this rule must be established. If you make money in the future, we will divide the money first. If you don't have any use for the time being, then take out a part of it. Let's continue to work together. Are you satisfied with what my sister said?"

"Satisfied, Sister Feng, you are so kind to me. I really don't know how to thank you. I'm going to invite you to dinner. I guess you don't care. I'm worried that you may not agree..." Fang Zheng said as he untied the package. Wow! A large stack of silver notes, counted roughly, and it was estimated that there were 40,000 to 50,000 taels.

"So many..." Fang Zheng said in surprise.

"Sister, I am leaning against a big tree to enjoy the cool air. I am following the sign of Master Fang. Those idle men and gangsters on the street, the officials who make trouble, and those officials who seek bribes came to see Ruyuzhai taking a detour, and didn't dare to keep more for a moment, but saved a lot of money. I really don't know what you have done in the court. When those officials heard your name, they looked like they saw a ghost. They turned their heads and ran away without saying a word. Even the officials who collected taxes did not dare to come to ask for it. I took the initiative to hand over the taxes that Ruyuzhai should pay to the yamen. In addition, Princess Changping's help, the women from the princes and ministers took care of their business. Over time, they earned more money..."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "I didn't expect that my name actually has the function of warding off houses and warding off evil spirits. Why don't we hire a painter to draw my handsome appearance and sell it to merchants in the capital, and ask them to paste the paintings at the door of the shop. Well, you can buy 10 yuan at a time and get 20% off for ten yuan at a time... Hehe, we have another new business."

At this time, Sister Feng seemed to be unable to even sit steadily. She leaned all the weight on Fang Zheng, holding the wine glass in her hand, exhaling like orchids in her mouth, with a little anger: "...You, you're really caught in the money. The moonlight is just right at this time, why not drink a few more glasses with my sister?"

Fang Zheng was shocked. He just cared about money, but didn't pay attention to Sister Feng. After a while, I wonder how many cups she had drunk, which really made her drunk. Faced with such a charming beauty, should I eat it or not?

He couldn't help but think too much. Feng Jie drank the wine in her hand, then suddenly pulled the front of her clothes, and gently slapped her pretty face with bare hands: "Little bad guy, don't you think it's hot?... Sister is so hot..."

Fang Zheng wanted to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor from beginning to end. After all, the topic I just talked about was too heavy. If Sister Feng hadn't deliberately avoided the topic, Fang Zheng and Sister Feng might be hugging each other and crying.

But the heavy atmosphere became too fast, which caught Fang Zheng off guard. He just came, "I'm not born yet", but in this moment, the atmosphere became extremely ambiguous and charming. Even when Feng Jie pulled the front of her clothes, he accidentally saw the big red bellyband inside Feng Jie. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be the one that was stolen by Fang Zheng last time.

Don’t look at what is wrong, and don’t look at what is wrong. Fang Zheng repeatedly reminded himself in his heart to be a dignified gentleman and a person who is free from low-level interests. After all, Feng Jie is a good woman, and a good woman should not be eaten by perverts.

Reminder, Fang Zheng's eyes were wide open, staring straight at Feng Jie's towering chest. Sometimes because the angle blocked his sight, he even leaned over and stared at him from a high point, for fear of missing any key part.

What a glorious and so glorious! Feng Jie's figure is really nothing to say. Among her wives, if you talk about their figure, I'm afraid that only Yanran can compete with her?

"Little bad guy, is sister good-looking?" Feng Jie opened her eyes at some point, maybe because of the drunkenness. Seeing Fang Zheng staring at her breasts, Feng Jie just laughed. Without seeing much shame, she unconsciously straightened her chest. Her originally towering breasts were even more majestic and upright.

"Jess Feng's figure is really a choice. When I see it, I can't bear to look forward to it..." Fang Zheng looked like a standard pervert, drooling. He was about to stretch out his hand and be gentle with his own hands, but unexpectedly, Sister Feng smiled at Fang Zheng, tilted her head, and fell on the table.

Fang Zheng was stunned, his erotic hands maintained a fixed posture, stalemate in mid-air, and the lustful expression on his face seemed to have frozen.

Hum? I'm drunk? I told her to drink less. Now I didn't do anything and I got completely drunk. What's the point of leaving me alone here? Have a good meal and have such a situation. What should I do? It's said that women are not drunk, men have no chance. Now the opportunity is lying on the table and not waking up the situation. I'm pushing it down or giving up? This is a very serious question.

Is it better to choose to be a beast or not?

Fang Zheng kept fighting between heaven and man in his mind - in fact, he didn't have long battles, so he quickly made a decision.

After shaking Sister Feng, she was sure she was completely drunk. Fang Zheng picked her up horizontally and gently put it on the bed. Looking at her pretty face that was as red as Danxia in her sleep, Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel a sense of love in his heart.

After carefully covering her with a quilt, Fang Zheng stood up, let out a sigh of relief, looked back at Feng Jie, turned his eyes and sat down on the edge of the bed, unbuttoned Feng Jie's outer clothes, revealing a big red bellyband. Suddenly, the spring was endless and the fragrance was swaying, as if she had opened an outer box of peerless jewelry, the room was full of luminous.

This is my wife whom I am determined to touch, it doesn’t matter if I touch her. Although my young master’s moral code is very high,... I should touch my wife in terms of moral code or something? I didn’t take advantage of the danger of others and just touch her, and there were still a lot of meat...

Fang Zheng kept convinced himself in his heart, and his hand could not help but stretched out and landed on Feng Jie's towering breasts... It was so comfortable, soft but firm. A woman among women, if she didn't get her room, it would be inconvenient to nature...

This woman has a very thin waist...

This woman has so long legs...

This woman's feet are so beautiful...

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Fang Zheng was talking alone while being frivolous. Although he didn't really push her down, his lustful hand had touched Feng Jie's whole body thoroughly, without any omission. Feng Jie seemed to be unconscious and let him do it without any resistance.

After touching two cups of tea, Fang Zheng stopped his hand with unfulfilled desire, licked his upper lip, Fang Zheng gritted his teeth and covered her with quilt, and with great perseverance, he resisted the surging impulse in his heart. He couldn't continue anymore. If Feng Jie was drunk and pushed her down, she would hate me for the rest of her life. Besides, she would not be glorious when she did this. She would not be like a man. Well, just touch it, just touch it...

Squatting in front of Sister Feng, Fang Zheng said softly: "I'm leaving, you sleep well... By the way, your bellyband is very destined to be with me, so I will take it away as a souvenir. Hehe, if you can't find it tomorrow morning, you can change it to the pink one. Actually, I like that one too..."

After blowing out the candle, gently bring it to the door, and looking at a crescent moon in the sky, Fang Zheng stretched and walked out of the backyard.

In the wing room, Sister Feng sat up in the dark, bit her lower lip with a blushing face, and whispered hatefully: "...Little bastard with lust and heart but no courage! Bastard!! Porn thief!"

After pounding the edge of the bed a few times, Feng Jie lay down again. Thinking of her pretending to be drunk just now, Fang Zheng touched her whole body. The hot touch made her almost moan and make a fool of herself on the spot. Thinking of this, Feng Jie felt like she was following her body, from her hair to her toes, it became hot and hard to get used to. She moaned softly with a delicate throat. Feng Jie buried her face in the quilt, covering the bloody spring light...

The night is as cool as water, but the room in the backyard is full of spring.

Fang Zheng walked out of the backyard but was a little annoyed. He was wondering if he had done something wrong just now? Why did he feel a little regretful? If she had just pushed her down, even if she woke up and hated herself the next day, with her ability to curry favor with women, it would be better to win her heart. Maybe she would follow me wholeheartedly from now on.

Or, Master, I will go back and continue now?

After thinking about it, Fang Zheng still gave up. It was not glorious. Even if he did, he would lose face. If he wanted to push him down, he had to be able to do it when she was awake and willing. That was what she could do. It would be boring to take advantage of others' danger.

After stepping out of the backyard door, Xiaowu was sitting by the carriage waiting for him. Seeing Fang Zheng coming out with a calm face, Xiaowu quickly stepped forward to greet him.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Fang Zheng's face smelly and looked unlucky as if he had been robbed, Xiao Wu asked carefully.

Fang Zheng frowned and grinned: "...I feel sore!"

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