His half-smiling and half-serious expression made people unable to understand. No matter how Youmeng is not afraid of heaven or earth, she was still a little confused in front of this evil man. She simply compromised: "Forget it, just pretend that I didn't say anything, you know that you didn't prepare a gift for me, a stingy!"

She turned her head arrogantly, and he watched her walk with a smile, neither chasing nor coaxing her, as if she had plans in her mind.

Actually, she just wants to make a joke?

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On this summer night when the moon is filled with moonlight, Youmeng followed the teachings of his elders at the wedding ceremony. Every night before going to bed, she read two volumes of "The Analects of Confucius" compiled by Sisters Song Ruozhao of the Tang Dynasty. She held the book and walked back and forth in front of the window, leisurely reciting: "As a woman, learn the method of establishing herself and establishing herself, only to be honest. If you are a woman, you should be clean and honest, and if you are honest, you will be prosperous. Don't look back..."

The door was opened unexpectedly. She looked back in panic and saw that the person who suddenly broke in was not someone else, but was actually Feng Qiwu who was an uninvited guest and had a calm look on his face!

He closed the door casually, and he was so casual that he almost regarded this place as his home. Youmeng was stunned for a while before coming to his senses: "Ah? Why did you come!"

He smiled evilly: "As a slave, it's not that true. Give them some benefits and they will naturally be able to be compatible."

"What are you doing in the middle of the night? Don't you know I'm going to bed?" Youmeng seemed to smell the danger and instinctively took a few steps back.

He smiled evilly and walked closer step by step: "Middle school has not passed yet, it's your birthday, so it's not too late for me to give gifts."

She was forced back to the edge of the bed by him, and she staggered onto the head of the bed, and her heart trembled: "You won't really come and promise me..."

He raised his hand to hold the curtain, leaned in, gradually leaned down his waist, and ambiguously overturned: "I think this is the most sincere gift for me, so please accept it with a smile, princess."

Youmeng suddenly panicked. "No... I'm just having fun with you. Do we still need to be polite in this relationship? Vulgar!" While forcing her to smile, she kept leaning back and avoiding him as much as she can. "Even if there is no gift, it's OK..."

Feng Qiwu saw her compulsively calming under her nose, her eyes became more and more evil. She was amused by her poor acting skills. "Princess, this is your fault. After the hairpin, she is already an adult. Can't tell what to do and what not?" He held his hand on the bedding and did not stop oppressing her. Since you wanted to play with fire first, I will accompany you to the end. "Although I am not a gentleman, I also know the truth that I believe in words."

Who would have thought that this almost half-lying angle would make him bully up. At the same time, he began to take off his outer shirt. Youmeng's heart beat hard: "Qiwu, you are not allowed to do whatever you want. If you want to do this again... I will call someone!"

His eyes immediately soft and innocent, and he angrily hated her with grievances and resentment: "Princess, if you shout, it would be equivalent to sending Qiwu to behead him. Do you have the heart to bear it?"

He hit Youmeng's entanglement with a sharp pain, and she felt anxious: "Feng Qiwu! You are simply a monster!" She thought, if there was a man in the rumor, the man in front of her would definitely be undoubtedly changed by the vixen!

He was imprisoned under him and had nowhere to escape. At this time, he laughed in a charming way: "I don't mind you calling me like that. If I'm a monster, then you will accept me?"

Youmeng was stunned and was speechless.
Chapter completed!