The bottom of the young man's eyes turned with uncontrollable lust. The beautiful Feng's eyes were slightly red and wanted to swallow and peel her whole life.

Mo Xiangyi woke up with fear, and the whole person was about to be stupid. "Brother Fusheng, you... Calm down."

He Fusheng's voice was hoarse: "how can I calm down when you say that about me?"

He suddenly hugged Mo Xiangyi. Mo Xiangyi's staring eyes became more and more frightened and uneasy. The whole person shrank into a ball in his arms and trembled.

Just at a loss, I heard the boy driving the car knock on the carriage: "young master, Miss Mo Er, we have arrived at Mo mansion."

He Fusheng: "

Mo Xiangyi opened his mouth tremblingly: "you, you let go of me..."

He Fusheng's reason returned in an instant, slowly let go of her and told her, "I told you so much tonight. Go back and think about it. I'll come back to you tomorrow."

Then he lifted the curtain and happened to see the little girl trotting over.

Fusheng silently looked at the little girl holding the unstable ink phase, and recalled that he entered the ink house step by step. His heart was empty, and he was suddenly annoyed and depressed.

Xiangyi has always been a woman who abides by etiquette. What's the difference between his behavior in the carriage just now and taking advantage of people's danger?

Fortunately, the carriage arrived at Mo mansion in time. Otherwise, he didn't know what regretful things he would do.

I don't know if she will directly refuse him when she wakes up after drinking and recalls his frivolous behavior tomorrow.

Back to the house, Fusheng lay in bed and tossed and turned.

Vaguely, I heard the sound of pushing the door, and the woman's delicate, sweet and greasy voice came from the door: "brother Fusheng."

He Fusheng opened his eyes and saw that Xiangyi didn't know when she followed her back here. She came to the bed step by step.

He Fusheng sat up, the bedding slipped, and looked at the woman who came to him in surprise: "Xiangyi, it's so late. Why did you come here?"

"Brother Fusheng just said in the carriage that he was not Liu Xiahui. I want to know how comfortable brother Fusheng is..."

"I said it was only for others, not for you..."

Before he finished, Xiangyi rushed towards him and sat in his arms.

He Fusheng felt that his blood was boiling, and the fire was swimming in his body, which was about to scorch his whole body, making him thirsty and uncomfortable.

"Xiangyi." He Fusheng hugged the person in his arms, "since you have thought clearly, we..."

His long finger pinched her chin and was bending over to kiss her, but he saw that the face that was originally a memory suddenly changed into the face of another strange woman.

He Fusheng was so frightened that he woke up from his sleep with a cold sweat on his forehead.

He suddenly sat up, raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He just felt that his body was still tight and stiff, and his heart was still beating desperately, unable to control itself.

He opened his bedding, got up, took a jar of sweet scented osmanthus rice wine and went to the yard, enjoying the disc on the sky and drinking muggy wine.

By pinching his fingers, he is over twenty and twenty-one this year.

According to the marriage age of Jincheng man, he should have discussed marriage after 16. Before he was 18, he should have married his fiancee.

How many men, by his age, children can already make soy sauce.

In his early years, his adoptive father urged him to get married. Later, when he knew that what he liked was Xiangyi, he never urged him again. He also handed over all his family business to him to leave everything in Cloud City and come to Jincheng to explore the market again