Feng Zhuo was in pain and glared at Chen Yinyin when the old man was not paying attention.
A woman who knows nothing about life and death dare to step on him!
Chen Yinyin got the deep meaning in his eyes and raised her eyebrows triumphantly: I just stepped on you!
Father Feng glanced over, and the two immediately returned to their usual looks, but they did not give in.
"Husband~ Eat meat!"
Chen Yinyin deliberately called him so with a voice that made her disgusting. The first time she called so just wanted to try his reaction, he didn't expect that he immediately turned black.
From then on, as long as Feng Zhuo dared to offend her, she deliberately called so.
Xiaoyanger, don't believe that you can't cure him!
She took a piece of meat and put it in his bowl with a smile on her face.
Feng Zhuo narrowed his pupil and squeezed a smirk.
Do you want to act? Okay, he will accompany him.
"Wife, you eat too, take care of your body, let's have a baby quickly, eh?"
Chen Yinyin almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, is he crazy!
With a kind smile on his face, Old Man Feng looked at the two young men and nodded in satisfaction.
"Seeing you two are so good, I feel relieved. But..."
The old man turned around and glanced at Chen Yinyin's stomach like a falcon.
"You have been married for a while, hasn't Yinyin's stomach moved yet?"
"grandfather."
Feng Zhuo's voice was low: "I have my own plans for this. You have been married as you wish. Don't you even have to count on having children?"
Chen Yinyin was slightly embarrassed on the side, because she could obviously feel Feng Zhuo's anger.
The old man just asked, is he so angry? why
She was confused.
"Huh, do you plan on your own?"
Old man Feng was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and said coldly: "You have to make your own plan. I need the year of the monkey to hold the great-grandson!"
After speaking, the old man turned to Chen Yinyin, and saw that she was a little startled, and his expression eased.
"Granddaughter-in-law, I am not one of the feudal patriarchs, but I just want to have a child in the house and be lively. Look..."
Chen Yinyin said helplessly, not knowing what to say, and looked at Feng Zhuo as if asking for help.
However, the man just raised his chin, and that good-looking posture seemed to indicate: He doesn't care about this, you can figure it out.
Don't leave this big problem of the century to her alone!
"That... Grandpa..."
Chen Yinyin was so nervous that she stammered, opened her mouth and called someone but didn't know how to answer the conversation.
For a long time, Feng Zhuo said: "Don't worry about him, this is his usual trick."
"Smelly boy, how do you say it!"
Old man Feng's face condensed, and he said coldly: "I am your grandfather anyway!"
Just as Feng Zhuo was about to say something, Chen Yinyin pulled her sleeves, and the little woman shook her head at him.
"Don't quarrel with Grandpa, he is an old man, you have to let him down."
She looked like educating children, in Feng Zhuo's eyes, she couldn't help being funny.
He leaned over to her ear and whispered: "Why? Do you really think of yourself as my wife and take care of me?"
Chen Yinyin's face blushed, but Feng Zhuo held her waist with her backhand when she wanted to push the servant away, and put it in his arms.
"you… "
Her cheeks were red, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at Father Feng's face.
What the hell is Feng Zhuo doing so close in front of the old man!
"go."
He took her by the waist and was about to leave.
"where to!"
Master Feng spoke coldly, only in exchange for Feng Zhuo's grim response—
"I will make you a great-grandson."
As soon as these words fell, Chen Yinyin's hand was secretly twisted on the man's waist.
Feng Zhuo squeezed her wrist, his eyes warned, until he went upstairs and walked out of the old man's sight, both of them changed their faces.
And they didn't know that at this time, the old man downstairs had no stern expression on his face, and there was a trace of cunning and "calculation" success in his eyes.
The butler was very worried and asked in a low voice: "Master, are you sure you want to do this? If you know..."
Old man Feng was in a good mood and smiled: "When he knows, my great-grandson has already been picked up in the belly of my grandson-in-law."
…
As soon as she entered the room, Chen Yinyin couldn't help but froze, but she was a little restrained for fear of being heard by the old man.
"Feng Zhuo, are you crazy! How can you say that in front of grandpa?"
"Huh? What kind of words?"
Seeing him knowingly asked, Chen Yinyin became angry and stretched out her hand to strangle his neck.
"You'd better not have any thoughts about me, otherwise I will leave right away, there is no discussion!"
However, in Feng Zhuo's eyes, her weak strength was simply pediatrics, and the women were restrained in three or two strokes, forming an extremely intimate posture between each other.
"Say what? Leave?"
A wicked smile appeared on the man's lips, a bit cold, his thin lips lifted slightly.
"You seem to have forgotten your identity. I have the final say when this agreement will end."
"open!"
Chen Yinyin stared at him, but there was no deterrent.
She went to break his hand, but in the end, the strength was very different, and she failed. Instead, she was beaten up by the man and threw it to the body. When she fell on the bed, she bounced twice.
She protected her belly subconsciously. The little life in it was too small. Since she decided to keep it, she couldn't let it suffer any harm.
Fortunately, the big bed was soft enough, and she didn't feel any discomfort.
But who can tell her what's the situation with this handsome face that is getting closer
Before he recovered, the man's breath swept over him, just like his strong aura.
Chen Yinyin stared at him blankly, and suddenly became a nymphomaniac.
I have to say that although this man has a nasty mouth and a vicious tongue, he looks really good-looking. Few men she has ever seen have such a good skin.
"Look at what, huh?"
Feng Zhuo Meiyu frivolously, staring at her.
Chen Yinyin was shocked to feel her sluggishness, and she withdrew her gaze. She gave a light cough and a hint of contempt appeared on her face.
"I didn't look at you, you think too much."
"I said you looked at me? There is no silver three hundred taels here."
Hearing that, she couldn't wait to find a place to sew in.
Who can tell her when will she leave this bastard!
At this time, Feng Zhuo also lost consciousness for a moment.
At this moment, looking condescendingly at the woman in front of her, she seemed to be much more beautiful than usual.
Ruddy cherry lips, delicate eyebrows, small and delicate nose...
Gradually, he realized that something was wrong with him, this feeling...
how come
Frowning frowned, Feng Zhuo's eyes flicked across the darkness.
He cursed in a low voice, and was about to withdraw, but the palm of the woman covered his forehead.
"Why is your face suddenly red? Do you have a fever?"
His eyes darkened, he pinched her wrist accurately, gritted his teeth and said: "Woman, don't touch it randomly."
When Chen Yinyin used to be crazy, she heard people say something about that, how could she think he was like...
"Then... Then you have to release me first."
She whispered, watching the man's eyes gradually become bloodshot and red.
Danger!
She shrank and wanted to retreat, but Feng Zhuo buckled her waist and grabbed it back.
"Feng... Feng Zhuo, calm down! You... don't do anything that you regret!"