Ning Fanhua looked at Hu Xia with his head protrudingly.

There was an exquisite banquet on the table, but the Nan family’s sisters were gone.

"It must be...it must be a small lecture in the west room..."

She stuttered, covered the door and staggered to sit next to the banquet.

She rolled up her sleeves to pour wine, but her hands were trembling violently. The crystal clear wine spilled on the low table, and the rich aroma of wine spread in an instant.

Nan Chengli frowned.

Grandmother and second aunt were concerned about his marriage and forced him to get married quickly.

He refused, so they took his own initiative to arrange a blind date for him.

He didn't want to see the other girl, so he simply hid in his sister's Chaowenyuan.

Unexpectedly, the other girl actually chased her here persistently.

Nan Chengli closed the account book, sat down next to the short desk hesitantly, and advised: "How come you, a girl who is not married, have you become like this in someone else's house? It's really not up to you."

"Do you care about me?"

Ning Fanhua pouted unhappily.

She has a very bad temper, and Nan Chengli shut up silently.

Ning Fanhua held her face with her hands and muttered: "I, Fan Xiaohua, is also from a famous family and has never suffered any grievances at home. But since I got married, I have not lived a good life. He showed me a look, and his mother also showed me a look... No matter how cautious I am, they can always find ways to pick my thorns..."

Only then did Nan Chengli notice that she was combed in the young woman's hair bun.

She has actually married.

He thought again, he was not young anymore, and this girl was quite compatible with him.

What's more, to measure whether a girl is good or not, you should not use marrying someone as the standard.

Nan Chengli secretly glanced at Ning Fanhua again.

Although she was drunk, she had a noble and bookish spirit all over her. She was not like the officials and daughters of small families mentioned by her grandmother, but like the demeanor raised by a high-ranking family.

Although her appearance is not top-notch, she is elegant and graceful, and she is a beauty.

Ning Fanhua cried as she said: "I had only been married to him for half a year, so he took advantage of my illness to get along with his cousin. After I recovered from the illness, he couldn't wait to carry his cousin as a concubine..."

Nan Chengli sighed: "It is really bad to have sex with someone while his wife is sick."

"Do you think so?" Ning Fanhua was so excited, as if she had met a confidant. "He blamed me for not having children, but his cousin couldn't give birth to one son and half daughter, but he didn't blame his cousin..."

Ning Fanhua was thinking about it all the grievances he had suffered over the past few years.

Nan Chengli listened patiently and echoed from time to time.

"It's been a long time since I was so happy. You are such a good person." Ning Fanhua poured wine drunk, "Come on, let's have a drink! If you have any worries, you can tell me as much as possible."

Nan Chengli felt very pity for her.

He took the wine cup, drank all the wine with great relief, and whispered: "How can people live in this world without worries? What I am worried about is that I am not outstanding enough to support this family, so I can't show up outside..."

He talked about his sisters' marriage from family affairs, and from marriage to his parents' death.

Ning Fanhua holds her chin and listens.

She stared at him through her hazy drunk eyes, feeling that her husband was handsome, loyal and gentle.

I don't know how many times better than the man she married...

Perhaps because of the strong alcohol entering her throat, she was a little stuffy and irritable.

She couldn't help but approach Nan Chengli.

Nan Chengli continued to talk: "...I am the eldest son of the big house. When I was two years old, my parents had already died. I have followed my second uncle around the world over the years. Although I am proficient in business, I always feel that my life is not perfect enough. I——"

A little soft and kissed his lips.

Ning Fanhua's thin white hands climbed on his shoulders, drooping with curled eyelashes, kissing carefully, and savoring his taste.

Nan Chengli's mind exploded.

Are all the girls in Chang'an so enthusiastic and unrestrained?

She had not been close to women for more than 20 years, and Nan Chengli was stiff all over and didn't know what to do.

The girl's dress was filled with a pleasant fragrance of flowers, and it was steaming with the fragrance of wine in the room. He obviously didn't drink much, but he was very drunk.

Nan Chengli rolled his Adam's apple, his hands froze in the air, and he didn't dare to touch Ning Fanhua at all.

He hoarsely said: "Fan, Fan Xiaohua, are you calling this name? Your behavior is not in line with etiquette..."

"present?"

Ning Fanhua's eyes were hazy, and her dignity and grace in her daily life disappeared, leaving only a fairy-like mockery: "I abide by etiquette in my husband's family. What do I get? What do I get is good and bullied by others, and what do I get is the more aggressive and arrogant...Good, hahaha!"

She was clearly laughing, but she burst into tears for no reason.

She slowly untied Nan Chengli's belt, raised her charming little face, and murmured: "You, please accompany me to indulge in a while, okay? I want to, I want to take revenge on them..."

The girl held Nan Chengli's neck and kissed his ear beads indulge in love.

A numb desire rushes straight from the spine and tail bones to the limbs and bones.

The tense string in Nan Chengli's mind quietly broke at this moment.

His eyes became darker, and his big palm pressed the back of the girl's head, and gradually began to turn against him.

The wine poured over and the dress was covered.

It was a ridiculous night to carry Xiali.

...

Flower hall.

Nan Baozhu and others were full of food and food, and left with satisfaction.

Nan Baoyi faced the mess on the table alone and secretly cursed her in her heart.

Just as she was about to ask the maid to clean up the table and re-built a banquet, Xiao Yi pushed the door open and entered.

The moonlight shining in the garden is particularly bright and flawless.

Xiao Yi had a golden crown with a beautiful face and elegant appearance. He looked like a noble man who had returned from a banquet from a high-ranking family. He did not look like he had just killed someone.

Nan Baoyi approached him diligently and looked at his hands.

Empty hands.

She was puzzled: "Second brother, where is Zhao Qing's head?"

Xiao Yi sat next to the case: "I thought it was dirty and I was too lazy to bring it back, so I threw it directly at the gate of Zhao's mansion."

Nan Baoyi blinked.

Is it too arrogant to murder the son of the Grand Marshal of the current dynasty and throw his bloody head at the door of someone else's house?

But she was quite happy.

Xiao Yi knocked on the desk table, glanced at the table full of messes, frowned unhappily: "Nan Jiaojiao, have you eaten all the dishes alone? What should I do to wait for me to come back? When will you be able to eat so much?"

"It's not what I eat!" Nan Baoyi retorted, "You haven't seen a few pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the table. These are all eaten by Zhuzhu and the others. I specially kept my stomach and wanted to celebrate with you. If you don't believe me, touch it, my stomach is still shriveled."

In order to prove her innocence, she pressed Xiao Yi's hand on her lower abdomen.

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

The little girl's belly is small and soft, completely different from his hard abdomen that is covered with muscles.

A dagger can poke the intestines out, it is really delicate.

He stared at her belly, and some unsightly pictures flashed through his mind.
Chapter completed!