Chapter 244

Although neither Fu Fengcheng nor Fu Yucheng participated in the auction last night, the photo sword smoothly fell into Fu Fengcheng's hands.

Leng SA is preparing to take a nap. Lan Jing comes to report to the governor that Zhao Yingjian has been sent over. Lengsa, who was preparing to have a good sleep because he was too hard yesterday, immediately jumped up from the bed. He didn't even bother to change his clothes and ran to the door to bring back the sword.

This photo is worthy of being an heirloom for the Fu family. It is indeed a rare famous sword. It's powerful for thousands of years, but it has been used all the time. Although no one has used it in modern times, it is often maintained. The whole sword is still green and sharp.

She was so excited that Fu Fengcheng naturally couldn't sleep. He sat up from the bed, looked at lengsa's gesture with a sword and said, "it seems that madam likes it very much?"

Leng SA said with a smile, "not bad. It seems that the Fu family didn't shoot this sword? You won't directly loot the treasure house given by Hong Tian?"

Not only did the sword not shoot, lengsa even doubted whether the pile of treasures given by Hong Tianci, whether they were shot or not, had fallen into Fu Fengcheng's hands. For her question, Fu Dashao, who was sitting at the head of the bed in a thin long shirt, naturally replied, "of course not."

Leng SA looked up in surprise. "Give it back to Hong Gang?" the wild goose couldn't pluck its hair, which didn't accord with Fu Dashao's style.

Fu Fengcheng said, "the two treasures will be returned to the government and will be sent to the museums of the six southern provinces. The sold natural treasures will be taken away by the guests, and the Hong Gang will voluntarily donate all their income to the six southern provinces. There are still some things that haven't been auctioned in time. Wei Changxiu, Long Yue and Xiao Yiran have each selected several pieces as souvenirs. If your wife likes, you can also choose two."

Leng SA was speechless for a long time. Dare Hong Gang not volunteer? The former guild leader of his family has done such a big thing. If the Hong Gang is not caught, even if it is Hong Fu Qitian, even if the real mountain bandits and bandits are not as professional as Fu dujun.

"I don't think Hong Tianci can live for a few days even if he is not caught and incurable." she is so angry that if her family's baby continues to be divided up for several lives, she can die with each other.

Learning from the ancient swordsman holding a short sword, he made several gestures in front of him, and instantly felt that he was a lot more heroic and valiant.

However, it's really not popular to use swords now. Such a thing will definitely become the focus of everyone's attention, not to mention that she can't use swords at all.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the vividly engraved little fox under the hilt of the sword. Lengsa couldn't help staring at it.

But then I thought that the guy she really wanted to stare at had been dead for hundreds of years, and I suddenly felt empty and boring.

Sure enough, master Leng's life is the longest. I'll go to your grave to dance!

Fu Fengcheng looked at her and held out his hand to her. Lengsa thought he wanted to see it, so he handed the sword over. Fu Fengcheng took the sword with one hand and put it on the bedside table. With one hand, she stroked the finger of the sword edge, "be careful to cut your hand." this is indeed an ancient sword, but its sharpness is three points better than that of a modern dagger.

Lengsa sighed softly and sat down by the bed weakly.

Fu Fengcheng asked, "what's the matter? Madam doesn't like it?"

"I like it." Leng SA said with some regret: "unfortunately, no one uses this kind of short sword now, so he can only put it for a look."

"I'll ask someone to find a good knife for you later." Fu Fengcheng said.

Seeing his serious look on his face, lengsa's mood suddenly relaxed a lot, "my skill is general, I don't need to be so serious."

Fu Fengcheng said, "Madam has a problem with the understanding of the word general."

"Are you praising me?" lengsa blinked, knelt down by the bed and stared at Fu Fengcheng.

Fu Fengcheng said, "did I boast too implicitly, madam didn't hear it?"

It's obscure enough. Fortunately, master Leng is smart.

Fu Fengcheng said, "now that madam has received the gift, we can continue to discuss business."

Lengsa wondered, "what's the business?"

"Last night..."

As soon as he said two words, lengsa rushed over and covered his mouth. Fu Fengcheng gently picked his sword eyebrow and didn't make a sound. He just stared at lengsa. Leng SA coughed awkwardly and put down his hand. "That... Drinking too much and being crazy is my fault. I apologize. Can we stop talking about this problem?"

"No." Fu Fengcheng flatly refused.

"Why?!" Leng SA didn't understand. He didn't suffer.

Fu Fengcheng said, "since we got married, my wife has been frivolous to me several times, but she shirked responsibility..." obviously, Fu Dashao really felt that he had suffered a loss.

wait! What do you mean I've been inferior to you several times?!

Fu Fengcheng seemed to see lengsa's dissatisfaction and said, "the first time, under the big banyan tree in your school, the second time you fell asleep at night, this can't be counted as once, it's often. The third time, last time in the room... On the ground... And..."

"Wait! Wait!" lengsa was angry. Who was frivolous at school that time? Can you figure it out?

Fu Fengcheng looked at her and sighed, "you really don't intend to be responsible."

I'm responsible for your uncle!

"You're weaker than me," Leng SA said boldly. She was a little lecherous, but Fu was not a gentleman. We're even, okay?

All adults, what pure love do you play?

Fu Dashao was more forthright than her, "you are my wife. What's strange about me being light? I'm not light. You're strange, aren't you?"

"I..."

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows. "What does madam want to say?"

Lengsa took a deep breath and stared at the man sitting in front of him, "Fu Fengcheng, are you playing with me?"

"Madam misunderstood." Fu Fengcheng flashed a smile at the bottom of his eyes.

Lengsa's eyes turned slightly, one hand pressed on his shoulder, smiled and said, "do you want me to be responsible?"

Fu Fengcheng looked slightly sideways at her white fingers falling slowly down on her shoulder, "I think... The relationship with his wife should be changed. What does his wife think?"

The white fingertips gently opened his skirt and revealed a flat chest. There were still faint red marks on his neck. It was really beautiful to eat.

"I remember, I seem to have said... I lack femininity and should learn from Miss Zheng?"

Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand and held her hand, which made trouble on himself. His face remained unchanged and said, "madam is not only beautiful and charming, but also good at both literature and martial arts. This is the temperament that women should have in the new era." as long as the skin is thick enough, the past mouth debt will not affect me.

Leng sacai didn't care about the hand he held, the other hand had climbed up his handsome face, and even got up and gently kissed the scar on the corner of his eyes, "I really can't bear to give up such a handsome face. But... I have a problem."

Fu Fengcheng looked at her, "what?"

Leng SA whispered, "rumor... Hum?" Leng Ye is not a shy and innocent girl, nor is she lustful and cowardly. She is not sure whether Fu Dashao can do it or not. After all, Fu Dashao stopped last time. What if... Everyone was embarrassed?

Adults are shameful.

However, Fu Dashao has to ask clearly when he raises it now.

Although her career and hobbies are a little different, her hobbies in this area are absolutely normal, ordinary and popular, and she has no innovative ideas.

Of course, Fu Fengcheng knew what she was talking about. After all, he didn't hear the rumor for the first time.

It was just said from lengsa's mouth... In fact, it didn't say it, and it felt very strange.

Especially this woman is half in his arms now.

"Madam, do you want to try?" Fu Fengcheng asked in a low voice.

"Good." Leng SA smiled with some interest. After killing Sifang last night, the wine really can't be completely relaxed, and the spirit is still a little excited.

Fu Fengcheng gave a low smile and stretched out his hand to pull the man directly into his arms.

In the afternoon bedroom, the door is closed.

In the spacious bedroom, the outer room across a wall was empty and silent, but there was a blushing sound inside.

Through the hollowed out partition wall, a figure was vaguely entangled in the semi hanging bed curtain.

When Xia Weian stepped into the courtyard, he saw Lan Jing sitting outside the study, reading hard with a book.

Hearing the footsteps, Lan Jing looked up and saw Xia Wei say hello, "good afternoon, adjutant Xia."

Xia Wei'an nodded slightly. "Is Mrs. Da Shao in the study?"

Lan Jing shook her head. "What's the matter with adjutant Xia? Dashao and Dashao's wife are still on lunch break."

Xia Weian raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Even if you take a lunch break, you should get up at 1:30 at most.

"What's the matter with adjutant Xia? I'll inform you?" Lan Jing asked curiously.

In fact, Xia Weian and Xu Shaoming don't need to be notified when they come to see Dashao, but Dashao and his wife are still different in the bedroom after all.

Xia Wei'an shook his head and said, "it's not a big deal. Please hand it over to Da Shao." Xia Wei'an handed over the documents in his hand. Anyway, it's not a big deal. Since Da Shao hasn't got up yet, wait.

Xia Weian was not surprised that Fu Fengcheng's work and rest was obviously different from his usual work and rest. After all, Da Shao's physical condition is also different from that in the past.

"OK, no problem." Lan Jing nodded with a smile and took down the document handed over by Xia Wei'an. "Does adjutant Xia have anything to tell you?"

Xia Wei'an shakes her head and turns to leave, watching Xia Wei'an leave. Lan Jing shakes her head and turns to put the documents in lengsa's study first, ready to give them to him when Da Shao gets up.

Returning to the door of the study and picking up the book, Lan Jing couldn't help looking up at the sky.

Today, Dashao and Dashao's wife slept long enough. Was it really too hard last night? Then don't bother. Anyway, it seems that there's nothing going on today. Lan Jing thought silently in her heart and soon immersed herself in the book in her hand again.

The two people in the room were not asleep at this time.

Lengsa lay lazily on Fu Fengcheng's broad and flat chest, and his fingers stroked the scars on his chest.

Fu Fengcheng leaned against the bed and looked down at the man in his arms. His long hair was scattered, because a few strands of sweat were cluttered on his forehead and cheek. The original white jade like face was also dyed with a faint blush at this time, which looked more and more charming and moving. It was completely two different customs from the usual heroic and valiant.

Looking up at Fu Fengcheng's deep eyes, he smiled coldly and said, "it's not my fault. Who makes you forget that your injury was just cut off by someone not long ago?" of course, she accidentally forgot, but it can't blame her.

Fu Fengcheng snorted and didn't speak. Just slender fingers caressed her smooth back carelessly, lengsa got up and leaned close to his ear and whispered with a smile, "in fact, I don't mind..."

Fu Fengcheng glanced at her lightly, "don't think about it."

Leng SA snorted, and then lay back lazily, "then you can't blame me."

Fu Fengcheng turned over and occupied the top, stared at her from a commanding position and said, "it will be all right soon."

Lengsa thought this was a little bad, "in fact... You don't have to be so fast."

"No, I can't wait." Fu Fengcheng whispered.

Lengsa's eyes flashed slightly, "your injury..." what Fu Fengcheng said means is that your injury has been cured?

Fu Fengcheng didn't answer. He bowed his head and blocked what she wanted to say.

The room, which had been calm, fell into fire again.

This dog man, let people talk well or not!