(MTL)General, your sister has run away again (through the book)

Chapter 43

Chapter 43

    "Brother, I was wrong. I really admit my mistake. Where do I go back next, I must tell you first, okay?"

    Feng Fuqing suddenly admitted the mistake well. Within the scope of Feng Jingqing's expectations, she now realizes that she is afraid. It's not too late.

    "Hey, brother, do you have the heart to watch your lovely and lively sister endure the ravages of life?" Feng Fuqing covered her head with a face of pleading.

    Feng Fuqing: She really didn't want to be held back by her mother with tears in her eyes, "instructing" her, and after that, she was sent to the small black room to write a letter of repentance after being unfriendly by her father.

    Feng Jingqing was ruthless, wanting not to go too far and not accept it. Today is unguarded, she can count them in reverse, what if it is next time.

    She didn't know, she didn't know at all, he just thought about it, in that room today, Yingti was tactfully panting under that bastard, maybe it was Fu'er, and Feng Jingqing wanted to kill someone.

    She should be well educated, this heartless little guy, who told her to be disobedient at all, really wanted to lock her door and shut her up. Don't let anyone covet her again.

    Suddenly touching Feng Jingqing's aggressive gaze, Feng Fuqing felt a little flustered and leaned directly against the wall.

    "Brother." Feng Fuqing called Feng Jingqing back.

    Afraid of scaring her, Feng Jingqing quickly returned to her expressionless face, and Feng Fuqing was relieved.

    But this time, Feng Fuqing didn't dare to sit there. Standing in the corner, not close to Feng Jingqing. This is a weak life, out of self-protection, instinctively aware of the possible dangers around them, and adopted to avoid dangerous creatures.

    Feng Fuqing: Well, the corner is pretty good, at least it's safe.

    ——After

    an unknown period of time, there was a loud noise from the next door. Feng Fuqing, who was a little impatient to wait, deeply felt that Ning Pei would not be able to die.

    Hearing the movement, Feng Fuqing's eyes lit up, rubbed her hands, and was about to go out to do something. Who knows, before she could reach the door, Feng Jingqing stopped her.

    "Wait, it's not the time yet."

    Seeing Feng Fuqing's careful thoughts, Feng Jingqing gently touched her head, "Dear, wouldn't it be better to slap them in the face in the finale. I'll let you in a while. Go out, eh?"

    Feng Jingqing's excessive gentleness, coupled with his unique low and sexy voice, successfully made Feng Fuqing, who was a little emotional, blushed.

    "All, all. I'm not in a hurry to go out." Feng Fuqing said awkwardly, while rubbing Feng Jingqing's hand on her head and pushing it away.

    Foul, too foul. This sultry voice made her unable to say a word of rejection at all. That "um" made her half of her blood empty, okay?

    Feng Fuqing turned her back and covered it unconsciously. Her heart was beating a little too happily, and she said to herself, "Be strong, don't give in to this voice."     Feng Jingqing looked at the little guy shy He avoided it, the sweetness in his heart couldn't be restrained. If it wasn't for the apparent brother-sister relationship between the two, he really wanted to hug him and give him a good kiss.     The atmosphere of the two here is very harmonious, while Ning Pei next door is already in chaos, and they can't even control the scene.     Yan Nie also had to be convinced by his master's methods, and at the same time made him firmer, and must not offend Feng Fuqing's thoughts.     Here, in Ning Pei's room, Immortal Huan had just burned out, and the medicinal effect had not yet completely faded. Ning Pei's little beauty in the brothel came crying and crying.     "His Royal Highness, didn't you say that you were going to see Xiangxiang today? Hey, now this is"     the woman in the brothel, who was taught/taught by the prostitute since she was a child, and is very observant. And Ningxiang, as the top card for three consecutive years, naturally has some means.     Although he was crying, the direction he was running towards was not the bed on which Ning Pei and Chen Mingyu were rolling in red waves.