"Little lady, your fate is really not shallow! Hahaha!"
Listening to the voice behind him, Leng Qingyan stretched out his hand to open the door. This is the rhythm of being caught by the bandits just after escaping from the bandits.
"Are you sure you want to go out?" Ying FeiMo raised the tea cup on the table and looked at Leng Qingyan with a smile.
Leng Qingyan was about to pull the door when she heard the voice of a group of bandits outside. She frowned and hardened her scalp. She turned and looked at Ying FeiMo and said, "what a coincidence!"
"It's really a coincidence. The little lady broke into my room several times. What a fate! Ha ha!" Ying Fei sipped his tea, slowly raised his eyes, looked at Leng Qingyan and laughed.
Leng Qingyan said, "yes! Fate is not shallow?"
Ying FeiMo put the teacup aside, looked at her with a smile and said, "since you and I are destined, why don't you sit down and talk about life?"
In Leng Qingyan's heart, countless grass mud horses walked by, walked over with a dry smile and sat on the chair next to Ying FeiMo, "the master, oh, no, now it's time to call you the eldest prince, you... How can you be here?"
Leng Qingyan felt that his eyes were too naked, as if he were his prey, which made Leng Qingyan uncomfortable.
"I still like the little lady to call me FeiMo. You can also call me brother Mo!" Ying FeiMo stood up with his hands on the table and his head close to Leng Qingyan.
Leng Qingyan Yanjiao took a puff, turned his head sideways and said, "Fei... Fei Mo, you... You're so close, I'm flustered!"
"What are you nervous about? Now there is no one else in this room. Come and let me incense!" Ying FeiMo put his mouth together, frowned coldly, blocked his mouth with his hand and said, "brother FeiMo, it's not good. I'm a married man. I can't..."
Leng Qingyan's words solidified Ying FeiMo's smile. In Ying FeiMo's mind, there was a picture of Chen Yi taking Leng Qingyan back to the capital to rob the road. Thinking of the ambiguous picture at that time, his face sank and sat back in his position.
Leng Qing Yan relaxed and sat upright. He looked at Ying FeiMo and said, "brother FeiMo, do you have something to do or play in Shiyun country?"
Ying FeiMo took a sip of tea from the cup on the table, looked down at the brown liquid in the cup and said, "do you think I'm here to play?"
Is she in her opinion the kind of idle person?
Leng Qingyan looked at him up and down. Today he was wearing a black long shirt with some dark patterns embroidered on it. It didn't look so formal. It should be a casual dress! Wearing casual clothes, didn't he come to visit mountains and rivers?
If he didn't come to visit the mountains and rivers, why didn't he have an entourage around him?
"You think I'm here to play, so I'm here to play! What about you? Why are you here?" Ying FeiMo raised his eyes and asked.
Leng Qingyan was the first to know when she left the worry free country. He went to the wharf to bring her back, but later he didn't catch up with Leng Qingyan because of some delays.
"It's a long story. Many things happened after I left worry free country. Later, I was brought here by Chen in the frontier." Leng Qingyan drank slowly, sighed and said.
"Chen Yi has taken care of you enough. He has died once and still doesn't give up with you. I heard that after his battle in the frontier, he still wondered why he didn't directly use evil soldiers to wipe out those who resisted! It turned out that he took care of your safety!" Ying FeiMo said sarcastically touching the tea cup.
At that time, when he learned that Chen Yi had gone to the frontier, he thought the frontier would be lost. Unexpectedly, the two sides had been deadlocked for three months. It was said that there were no casualties except the death of Xiao Jun, and no one in Bian city was killed or injured. This is the first time that Chen Yi has shown mercy since he returned.
Ying FeiMo said directly. Leng Qingyan's face became worse and worse. When she thought of the battle in the frontier, her hand in her sleeve tightened. The battle was still vivid. Every time she closed her eyes, she would think of the picture of Xiao Putao being controlled to kill more than a dozen Deputy generals and the picture of Xiao Putao committing suicide with a sword.
Every time she thought of the terrible war, she would hate from the bottom of her heart, Chen Yi who launched the war, and the initiator who made Xiao Putao commit suicide.
one 's remaining years! He was the only one alive, and the battle should have something to do with him.
"He cares about me? If he cares about me, he won't kill Xiao Putao. He is the devil, a devil who doesn't let go of his son." Leng Qingyan fiercely put down the tea cup, the tea in the cup splashed everywhere, his hand trembled, pinched the armrest of the chair, stared round, and the corners of his eyes were full of tears.
Ying FeiMo didn't expect that his words would stimulate the woman. He stood up at a loss, approached Leng Qingyan and handed her a handkerchief, "I... Didn't mean to stimulate you."
Leng Qingyan raised his eyes, took the handkerchief, wiped his tears and said, "it's all right!"
"Are you really all right?" Ying FeiMo frowned and looked at Leng Qingyan and asked. He didn't comfort anyone. He didn't know how to comfort Leng Qingyan.
Leng Qingyan tried to calm down her grief. When she looked up at Ying FeiMo, she had changed into a beautiful smile. Ying FeiMo was stunned and turned around to go back to her seat.
Leng Qingyan suddenly grabbed his hand, and the green fingers gently stroked his strong arm. It should be that there was a reaction somewhere on Mo's body, and his breathing became a little heavy.
"Brother Fei Mo, the little girl was brought to this Shiyun country by bad people. If you're on your way, can you take me?" Leng Qingyan said tenderly to Fei mo.
Ying FeiMo's body was tight and his throat was dry and unbearable. He picked her up and threw her on the bed. He quickly took off his long shirt and bullied his body up. He looked at him with a smile, his weak boneless hand gently hooked his neck and sent his own kiss.
"Little lady is so active!" Ying FeiMo's heart beat slowly and kissed her. Something seemed to go into his throat between his lips and teeth. He kissed some selflessly without thinking much.
Such a kiss was far from satisfying his desire. His big hand quietly climbed up Leng Qingyan's chest and was about to tear off her clothes. As soon as his hand held Leng Qingyan's clothes, he suddenly turned over from Leng Qingyan and rolled under the bed.
After the "Dong" sound, Leng Qingyan got up from the bed, stared at the man lying upright on the ground, got out of bed, took out the money bag from Ying FeiMo's long shirt and put it into his arms. Just about to go outside, his eyes fell on Ying FeiMo's naked body. Leng Qingyan smiled. He found a rope to Tie Ying FeiMo's hands and feet and threw it on the bed. Then he took pen and ink and stabbed a turtle on Ying FeiMo. Then he went out with satisfaction.
Leng Qingyan lost twenty Liang silver to the shopkeeper, asked for a room, and went to bed. It was a sweet sleep.
Next day
Ying FeiMo woke up and found that he had been tied to his hands and feet. The anger in the bottom of his eyes exploded. The doctor broke the rope with an internal force on his hands and feet. He sat up with a gloomy face, put on his long shirt and went downstairs.
"Shopkeeper, don't you see a very beautiful woman?" Ying FeiMo glared at the shopkeeper angrily and asked.