Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 113: Young Master Renjian: Who will stay today?

　　Four pairs of beautiful eyes, like spring water, can't wait to stick to their eldest son Feng Renjian.

　　 Fengrenjian's appearance and temperament are not as good as that of Nangong Chu, but his swordsmanship is really good. At least in the eyes of these maids, he is the most perfect son.

　　It makes them proud to follow such a handsome, affectionate, and considerate son.

　　 is better than the rue of Xinghuangyuan, and following a hopeless young lady, not only has no money to dress up, but also has no status in the Feng family.

　　 When the grandmaster completed a set of swordsmanship, the faces of the four maidservants turned out to be a faint red at the same time.

　　 "Let me see who is the most beautiful today." Feng Renjian laughed.

　　The four women lowered their heads at the same time, but couldn't help but look up, wanting Feng Renjian to see them.

　　 "Well, today, Spring will stay." Fengren's sword lightly touched, and it touched one of the servant girls' forehead.

　　"Young Master~~" A trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the other three people, and they kept delivering Qiubo to Feng Renjian.

　　Feng Renjian obviously knows how to pity Xiangxiyu, and he waved it: "Don't worry, you can't run away."

　　"We are waiting for you~~"

　　 When the other three left, Chunyi's eyes became softer.

　　 "Come on, my little spring, tell the son, did you miss me during this time?" Feng Renjian opened his arms.

　　 "Yes." Chun Yi lowered her head shyly, letting Feng Renjian take her into her arms.

　　 "Where do you think?" Feng Renjian was already close, and a strong man's breath hit her face.

　　 "Here. If you don't believe me, touch it." She put his hand on her heart and asked him to touch her heartbeat.

　　Feng Renjian took advantage of the chance to stretch into your clothes, kneading her softness.

　　"Young Master~~" Spring is happy and ashamed, and his eyes are as soft as lake water.

　　 "Let this son take a good check, do you really miss me."

　　Feng Renjian said, no longer pity the fragrant and cherish the jade, and start the conquest drastically, only to make the spring like a cat's silver bark, repeatedly begging for mercy.

　　……

　　Feng Yuexian is Feng Renjian’s relatives and sisters, both of whom were born to Sun Xuelan.

　　 She never needs to notify her when she enters Renjianxuan. Their siblings are very close. Feng Renjian has always loved Feng Yuexian and Feng Yueyi's two sisters.

　　 So Feng Yuexian rushed into Feng Renjian's backyard with her burnt ragged clothes and half-cut hair.

　　 She wants to tell her brother.

　　 Who knows.

　　 When he rushed to the ground in one breath, what was placed in front of Feng Yuexian was a live eroticism palace.

　　 "Um... Ah... The son is so disgusting... Let me spare the slave family..."

　　 Feng Renjian was busy fighting with all his strength, and never saw her coming.

　　 Chunyi saw it, but Feng Yuexian's appearance was so embarrassing that he was not as good as a servant.

　　 Chunyi didn't recognize her as the third young lady, and thought it was the daughter of her son from where she hooked up.

　　 In order to express the place and identity, Chunyi is called even more happily. This is a war between women.

　　 Feng Yuexian looked embarrassed.

　　 This is the first time she has seen someone else do it.

　　The intoxication and happiness on Chunyi's face are half true and half false.

　　 Feng Yuexian couldn't help thinking of herself. Every time she went to the Prince's Mansion, she endured inhuman humiliation and embarrassment.

　　 There will be a second time and a third time.

　　 Nangong Chu abused her, and he didn't feel soft.

In contrast to 　　, she felt that she was even worse than a bed warmer!

　　 is all because of Feng Xingying.

　　 If it wasn't because Feng Xingying had lived in her prince brother's heart, she wouldn't need to live so lowly, even if she did that kind of thing, she would have to be someone else's stand-in.

　　 Hearing the spring voice louder and louder, like a demonstration, Feng Yuexian's heart stung a little.

　　Hate spread from the bottom of her heart little by little.

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　　ps: Forcing a good friend Qixingcao "70 Years, A Little Sweet", Mr. Huo, rebirth, we will never miss each other again.

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