Chapter 157

Feng Qingyao didn't know what Feng Xuanyi thought.

Seeing that he was so worried, Feng Qingyao frowned slightly and took a breath. She just remembered that the day when she danced so well was in her previous life.

It was Feng Hongchang's first birthday. When she first came to Dabao, all kinds of beauties were eager to get everyone's favor.

Feng Qingyao wants to prepare something for Feng Hongchang. She secretly invites several top masters to practice for several months. Rao is a rotten tree, and she can see the results. What's more, she is not a rotten tree.

"Niang Niang is good at dancing. One eye and one smile are the posture of heaven and man." This is one of the masters' comments on her at that time. Fengqingyao is not bad at dancing, but is oppressed by fengraoyan and beauty Ji all the year round.

Poetry, calligraphy, Li Yi, Qin, Qi, calligraphy and painting, she wished she could not learn any of them.

The dance of fame in the last life was the first time that she raised her eyebrows. But at that time, Feng Xuan was also on the battlefield. I don't know.

Think of here, mouth pulled out a touch of ironic smile, she practiced for months, learned to dance, is to get father's appreciation.

What can I get in return?

Now in this dance, only Feng Xuan can stand her dancing.

Looking back at Feng Xuanyi, whose eyes were full of worries, Feng Qingyao's eyes were slightly drooping. She gathered away those sorrows, and said in a light tone: "if you don't believe me, I'll show you."

With that, fengqingyao waved out her water sleeves. What she was wearing was a water red gauze skirt. When the breeze came, she lifted up her flowery skirt. As soon as the water sleeves came out, her feet seemed to grow lotus step by step. Her graceful body danced in the wind.

Half spin the body to soar into the air, raising waves of peach blossom falling in the air, looking back at a smile, it is endurable aftertaste.

The peculiar dance steps, which Feng Xuan had never seen before, were sometimes flexible and sometimes strong. He was dressed in red and swayed with the wind. His charming posture played with his heartstrings.

The beautiful woman in front of her is shining with beautiful eyes. It's as red as a fire. It's eye-catching.

Feng Xuan was also fascinated. He put his hand on the bed and gazed at the woman dancing in the wind. The smile never disappeared.

About touch is the body recovery is not very good, only for a while, Feng Qing Yao stopped, slightly panting, pick eyebrows to look at the man on the bed, voice with publicity, "my dance, how?"

After the dance, Feng Qingyao's face was slightly red. She approached him step by step, bowed her head, and suddenly said, "Xuanyi, I only dance this dance to my beloved."

Her dance was carefully choreographed in her previous life, but there were too many people present on Feng Hongchang's birthday. She swore that she would only dance with her loved ones. It was a famous dance on that day, but it was just a casual dance.

But who wants to make people, last life did not wait for her to dance this dance to Feng Xuan also see, she had to be killed by Feng Rao smoke, but God will always treat her well.

The dance, though a little late, was given to her beloved.

The bright girl is smiling like the sun. Feng Xuan also looks up at the beautiful face in the sun. A touch of surprise flashed in her Phoenix eyes.

All of them were shocked by her amazing dancing posture. He had known her for more than ten years. He had never known her before. What's more, the sweet words just now, did she show her heart?

Seeing his stupefied appearance, Feng Qingyao frowned slightly. Her slender fingers poked his forehead and whispered: "what's the matter with you? Can't I dance well?"

Feng Qingyao pursed her lips. She always knew that Feng Xuan also advocated elegance. Didn't she look down on her charming body?

"No, girl, promise me that I can only appreciate this style in the future." A pull her into the arms, Feng Xuan also Phoenix eyes slightly closed, deep voice with a bit of breathing, warm breath in her ear, a burst of hot air, let her feel slightly itchy.

He clasped her tightly in his arms, and Feng Xuan was burning like fire.

He never thought that the woman in his arms had become a treasure he had treasured for many years. How could others covet such a treasure?

Buried in his spacious chest, Feng Qingyao nodded shyly and said in a soft voice, "I said it. I only dance this dance to my beloved. Do I look like a man of fraternity?"

A palm lightly pats on Feng Qing Yao's head, listening to her snort, Feng Xuan also just says with a smile: "you still want to be a fraternity person, isn't my discipline relaxed recently?"

Because of this dance, Feng Xuan also relaxed her mind. Since she has such excellent dancing skills, they naturally don't have to worry about the flower god ceremony, but they are often not in the capital. After a long time, they may be suspicious.

The weather is getting warmer and stuffy in his arms. Feng Qingyao slowly gets up and looks up at the peach blossom tree outside. Her apricot eyes are slightly narrowed. She jumps up and says to Feng Xuan, "I owe you a cake a few days ago. I have nothing to do today. I'll make it for you."

With these words, fengqingyao quickly stepped out of the room, and she did not know where to find a small basket and picked all the peach blossoms.Feng Xuan also but smile not language, a pair of Phoenix eyes hide endless spoil drown, slowly get up from the bed.

Leaning on the gallery and looking at fengqingyao playing among the flowers, if they are so happy and carefree and live like a couple, he really envies them.

In the evening, fengqingyao comes back in a hurry with a food box. Looking at the cake in her hand, fengqingyao smiles with satisfaction and raises her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead.

But listen to the voice of Wan Niang coming from behind, Wan Niang eyebrows with smile, from behind called her, "girl but want to find with you that childe, childe is now with Mr. together."

Hearing this voice, Feng Qing Yao stops and looks back at her, with a fury in her eyes.

This Feng Xuan is also so badly hurt that he is not honest.

"Girl, don't worry. I think the young man has a better recovery ability. The doctor once said that more exercise is helpful to his recovery." Seeing the worry in her eyebrows, Wan Niang opened her way.

Feng Qingyao nodded, took wanniang in one hand, and said with a smile, "sister, don't call me girl, just call me Qingyao. Since he's with my husband, let's go. I've made some cakes for you and your husband. "

Wan Niang listened, nodded with a smile, and went to the attic with her.

The attic door is still open, it is night, crescent hanging in the air, for the silent night rendering a bit of peace, go to the door, only to hear the sound of falling inside.

I looked inside, and there were several solitary lights in the big hall.