Chapter 55

"Brother, I'm just kidding my sister-in-law. Even if I want to dig this corner, grandpa won't allow it."

Feng Changdong retreats to advance. He doesn't want to provoke Feng moye.

Feng moye's body revealed Yin cold anger: "don't you dare? I think you dare very much. If I see it next time, I can only let you stay outside for a few more years and come back."

"Don't be kidding, brother. I just come back once a year. You let me stay outside for a few years."

He was still smiling, but only Feng Changdong knew that he had no choice but to work outside these years. If the old man didn't give the company to a lame man, he wouldn't work outside.

But it doesn't matter. No matter what kind of daughter-in-law he finds, he will take back his own things.

Feng moye's eyes fell on Cheng ran: "come back to the room with me."

Cheng ran pointed to the medicine in front of him: "it'll be right here."

"Let mom Zhang watch."

"It was Zhang's mother last time." She meant something.

"Yes." Feng moye answered, and immediately caught a glimpse of Feng Changdong standing on Cheng Ran's side, covered with a layer of cool frost, "are you still going?"

Feng Changdong smiled: "let's go."

His big brother, the vinegar jar overturned, which is not in line with his character.

It seems that Cheng Ran is very good for his appetite. He will have some fun in the future.

When everyone was gone, Cheng ran suddenly felt that the space in the kitchen was much larger. She turned off the fire and went back to the room with the medicine.

Feng moye sat in front of the window with his back to her. The sun came in and covered him with a layer of Phnom Penh. It looked like an eye-catching picture.

However, the atmosphere in this room is a little strange. In fact, it's not difficult to guess. It must be what just made Feng moye angry. This long winter letter dug into his head at the foot of the wall. Everyone will be angry.

I can't see that Feng moye, who has always been arrogant and indifferent, is still jealous. He eats so obviously. Considering his gloomy face just now, he can't help laughing.

She took the medicine to Feng moye: "drink this first."

Feng moye slightly glanced: "is this the medicine you ran to Rong's house early in the morning?"

Cheng ran admitted frankly, "well, this medicine is rare, but it's very effective for your legs. Drink it quickly."

Feng moye took it and looked at the black color and couldn't help frowning.

"Isn't it bitter?"

"Drink, I'll give you sugar." Cheng Ran's tone is gentle, more like talking to children.

Feng moye hesitates for a few seconds, but still decides to live up to his daughter-in-law's wishes. He holds the medicine and drinks it up. Cheng ran stands on his side. From this angle, you can see his beautiful Adam's apple rolling up and down, which is a little imaginative.

Realizing that he was actually addicted to a man's Adam's apple, Cheng ran hurried back to her senses, took out a sugar from her bag, pulled away the sugar paper with her pure finger and put it directly into Feng moye's mouth.

Her cool fingertips touch his warm lips and are still very soft

The sweet taste gradually spread in his mouth, and Feng moye's frown gradually eased. Seeing him like this, Cheng ran couldn't help joking.

"You, a big man, drink a medicine and take sugar. When it comes out, you're not afraid of other people's jokes?"

"I have nothing to be afraid of. I have married my daughter-in-law. If you want to laugh, let them go."

Feng moye is righteous and confident, as if he is afraid of hardship.

"Oh, by the way, this medicine has some side effects. I forgot to tell you."

The man's expression was slightly stunned: "why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You haven't asked, but you don't know what that is anyway. It doesn't matter."

Cheng ran smiled. His eyes were full of schadenfreude, but they were very charming.

When Feng moye finds the girl, she smiles like a hundred flowers in full bloom, sweet and refreshing. If it gets cold, it will be cold and painful in the world.

He urged, "come on, what are the side effects?"

"Well, you may have a little physiological reaction, but it should be tolerable, but you can't even bear it."

Anyway, she can't have any marital relationship with him. She doesn't have this plan at all.

Feng moye raised his eyelids: "isn't this something you should solve?"

"Why should I help you?"

"You're my wife. I don't want to find you. Why don't you let me find someone else?" Feng moye thinks there is nothing wrong with this reason.

He felt that Cheng ran would promise. She was so strong in character that she could not allow him to go out to find another woman. Just when he was secretly proud, Cheng ran turned his words and said very readily.

"Well, if you can't help it, I'll find one outside for you. What do you like, tall, thin, white, black, big and small?"

She kept talking here, but she didn't find that the man's face was very ugly.

Feng moye didn't say a word. Cheng ran looked over and found that his lips were tight and his anger loomed in the bottom of his eyes.

She asked innocently, "why, don't you like them all? Then I'll find some photos for you to choose tomorrow, ah..."

Before Cheng Ran's words were finished, Feng moye stretched out his long arm and directly fished people into his arms. Cheng ran stared and subconsciously wanted to struggle. However, Feng moye clasped her waist and was stunned that she couldn't move.

Her face, which was still smiling just now, immediately showed a trace of cold. Her eyes were breathtaking and warned.

"I don't want to fight you. I'll give you three seconds to let go of me."

Feng moye is not moved. Instead, he hugs her and presses her in his arms.

"Just take advantage of my time to cross. When my legs are ready, you little wild cat may not be my opponent."

He didn't joke with her. She was really quick in reaching out and could see that she practiced all year round, but she ignored one point, that is, the power gap between men and women.

Cheng ran never admits defeat. She looks at Feng moye provocatively.

"Don't be too confident. It hurts when you fall down."

She has won the runner up for several years in succession. Can Feng moye beat her often?

Feng moye gets close to her, and the originally handsome facial features show the evil smile again. It's almost upside down. His warm lips stick to her cochlea, and his voice is deep and magnetic.

"I fell and hurt. My wife coaxed me."

Cheng ran narrowed his eyes and pushed him away. Feng moye let her leave this time. When he can stand up, they must be more interesting than now.

She took the bowl and was a little angry, especially when the man smiled and didn't want to be beaten.

Since someone gave her the afternoon, there is no reason not to answer.

"Then don't cry for mercy."

The radian of Feng moye's lips is getting deeper and deeper. It's not certain who will beg for mercy at that time.

Neither of them has lost to anyone. They are looking forward to this good play.

At dinner in the evening, Cheng ran wanted to get off the table after eating three or two times. Before the chairs were withdrawn, he heard master Feng say solemnly.

"Cheng ran, don't hurry. I have something to ask you."