She raised the lips and smiled evilly.

I haven't fisted for a long time, and I'm really afraid that no one will accompany her to practice, and that my muscles and bones will be embroidered.

He gently placed the bedding on the couch, making a human shape, looking like she was still sleeping on it. Then he flashed and hid behind the curtain.

The sound outside the window ranged from the initial test to the near-abusive ones. Finally, with a "bang", the window was pushed open from the outside, and a figure jumped in.

The noise was a little louder when it landed, and the man was so scared that he stood for a while before moving again.

Feng Yuheng rolled his eyes contemptuously, thinking that he was a waste.

But the waste himself didn't think so. He just saw him exploring the bed step by step, shook his head without going in, and fiddling with the broken hair that fell on his forehead.

Feng Yuheng had good night vision. Although the man was covered in his face, he could still tell from his figure that he was a man. Especially with his single phoenix eyes exposed outside, she almost picked out this person in the original owner's memory.

It was him originally!

very good!

She flipped her wrist and watched as the man finally walked to the edge of the bed and leaned over the quilt with one hand.

She stretched out her feet and hooked her calves hard while stroking her body forward. Comrade Waste fell on the bed.

The quilt that had been bulging collapsed, and then Comrade Waste realized that there was no one on the bed and he was fooled!

He wanted to escape, but his fists and feet that came from nowhere fell on his body. He could not stand up at all, so he could only lie on the bed and let him punch and kick.

Feng Yuheng also felt hatred, and stroked one hand to his wrist. In three or two seconds, he took out several silver needles for acupuncture and clamped them into his fingers.

I saw her fist with one hand and the other with a needle on her palm. Her muscles and bones that had not been moved for a long time were considered to be exercised, and she beat the man so hard that she had no strength to beg for mercy.

Huang Quan, who was guarding the yard outside, heard the sound early in the morning, but when he broke in, he saw his lady fighting happily, so he didn't rush forward, and simply leaned on the screen and watched the fun with a smile.

Until Wangchuan Qingyu was also awakened by the movement, the few people came forward together and asked Xiang Feng Yuheng: "Miss, what's going on?"

Feng Yuheng was a rare naughty person, pointing to the person who was beaten to death on the bed: "A little thief broke in in the middle of the night and came straight to my lady's bed. I think it was a flower-picking thief."

The thief stopped hearing this: "I am not a flower picker! Just like you look like you, you will pick you."

Feng Yuheng laughed: "Oh, do you still know what this lady looks like? So, is she still an acquaintance? Wangchuan, take off his mask and take a look."

"No!" The man screamed when he heard this, and he didn't care about the pain on his body. He turned over and stood up. But he didn't understand and lay on the ground again. But he still tried very hard to climb out the door, and his mouth was still unclean: "I admit defeat today, wait for me, sooner or later, I will come back to take revenge."

"Wangchuan!" Feng Yuheng was angry, "He said he wanted to come, beat me, and beat me to death! Does our Dashun Dynasty have the law of self-defense? Do you want to kill the thief who broke into the woman's boudoir in the middle of the night? Don't you have to go to jail?"

Wangchuan kicked the man directly from the door to the yard, and said, "Miss, don't worry, you are the future Princess, and you are not next to you any law."

When Huang Quan saw Wangchuan taking action, he could no longer hold back and shouted, "Miss, let me play for a while." He flew out and greeted the waste with Wangchuan.

Feng Yuheng brought a bowl of herbal tea and smiled and followed the door frame as a commander: "If you kick the leg on the left, he can still move! Right arm, right arm, don't let him twitch his teeth and claws."

"Don't worry, Miss!" Huang Quan smiled and said, "If he dares to wave his claws again, I will remove his arm."

The movement in the yard could not be hidden from others. Soon, all the masters and servants got up, and even Feng Zirui ran to her with sleepy eyes: "Sister, why are you still fighting in the middle of the night?"

She rubbed the child's little face and asked, "Are Zirui afraid?"

Zi Rui shook his head: "Don't be afraid. Zi Rui is a man. He will also learn kung fu in the future and protect his mother and sister."

"Good!" Feng Yuheng began to think about the matter of letting Wangchuan and Huangquan teach their son Rui's Kung Fu.

Yao was a little scared and came forward to ask, "What the hell is going on?"

Feng Yuheng's face darkened, she glared at the man who had been beaten to death, and shouted at the Huangquan of Wangchuan: "Stop!" and then ordered Madam Sun: "Go to Shuyayuan to report to the old lady, and said that a thief broke into Liuyuan at night, crawled in from outside my window, and went straight to the bed where I was sleeping. I happened to get up at night to drink water, and the thief was caught."

Madam Sun responded and went there quickly.

Feng Yuheng said to Wangchuan again: "Same thing, go and tell my father." Think about it again, "Well, he should be with Jin Zhen in Ruyiyuan at the moment."

Wangchuan sneered and left quickly.

Feng Yuheng then replied to Yao: "My mother heard it, this is the cause and effect."

Yao was so scared that Feng Yuheng was a big girl who was climbed into the house in the middle of the night. What could that happen? He couldn't help but complain: "Look at whether you dare not keep people in the house in the future." He looked at the masked man, who was beaten to the ground and could not get up.

Soon, the Feng Mansion and others rushed to Liuyuan. As soon as the old lady entered the yard, she shouted: "My grandson, are you okay?"

Feng Yuheng sang: "Don't worry, grandmother, grandson is fine. Fortunately, Wangchuan and Huangquan sent by His Royal Highness, the thief has been subdued by us!"

On the other side, Feng Jinyuan had already stepped forward to remove the waste's mask. After exploring it, he was shocked and shouted: "Why are you?"

When it comes to Feng Jinyuan, he thought of thousands of possibilities, and even thought about whether Shen paid for someone to assassinate Feng Yuheng.

But I never expected that when the mask was opened, I saw the face of his eldest son Feng Zihao.

Oh, or it is Feng Zihao's pig's head.

He has long been beaten out of shape by the three female heroes in Liuyuan, and it is also thanks to Feng Jinyuan, the father-in-law, who is familiar with his son.

Feng Chenyu, who rushed over after hearing the news, also came to see. After Feng Jinyuan said "Why is it you?", she still didn't recognize the person in front of her. Until Feng Jinyuan shouted a few more words: "Zihao, can you speak? Can you hear the sound?"

Chen Yu then exclaimed: "Brother?" Then he rushed forward, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Why did you look like this?"

When she pounced, Feng Zihao's injuries instantly felt a huge pain, and the person also woke up from such a huge pain.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Shenyu first, then turned my head and saw Feng Jinyuan.

"Dad!" He cried so much that he felt wronged, "Dad, Feng Yuheng beat me, and even asked his girl to beat me together. Dad, you must make the decision for me!...Woo, have I been beaten to death? Dad, help me!"

As soon as he cried, the old lady's heart began to hurt. Even though she didn't like Shen, Chen Yu and Zihao were her lifeblood!

No matter how much pain was, he ran forward in three steps, "Hao'er! My Hao'er!" He shouted twice and cried.

Chen Yu turned his head and looked at Feng Yuheng, his face full of grievances: "Brother is just here to see you, why can you do such a ruthless move? Second sister, if you blame your mother, then you can just send it to me if you have the fire. Brother is the legitimate son of the Feng family, and our family's hope lies with him!"

Feng Yuheng blinked, huh? The hope of the Feng family is on Feng Zihao?

Haha, she really wants to laugh. Just such an ignorant playboy, is it the hope of the Feng family?

If the original owner's memory is correct, she can still remember the incident when Feng Zihao beat the teacher out of Feng Mansion when he was ten years old. Feng Jinyuan turned around and asked him about his studies, but he couldn't even memorize the first two sentences of the Three Character Classic. People say that when she saw the old age at the age of three, she really didn't believe that Feng Zihao could become the hope of the Feng family.

"I really don't understand what the big sister said like this." Feng Yuheng looked at Chen Yu with a cold face: "After my father took off his mask, you looked at him for a long time before you recognized him as the big brother. So, how can you let me recognize who he is when I look at a masked man? What's more—" She looked up at the sky, "When is it now?"

Feng Chenyu was so blocked by her that she couldn't speak. She huddled for a long time before saying, "Brother is joking with you."

"Just kidding?" Feng Yuheng sneered again and pointed at Feng Zirui leaning beside Yao's side: "Zirui is six years old this year, and after he starts, he will live in the yard. A six-year-old child should know how to avoid his sister's dislike, let alone an eighteen-year-old elder brother?"

"But..." Feng Chenyu was just unwilling to accept it. During the day, his mother was punished for Feng Yuheng, and his brother was beaten again at night. Why did the Feng Shui of Feng Mansion reverse after the Yao family and the other three returned?

"Big sister." Feng Yuheng walked forward two steps and approached Chen Yu: "It seems that there are still a few cousins ​​in my mother's house. I wonder if they were also crawling into your boudoir with their faces in the middle of the night, and putting their claws into your bed?"

"Stop!" Feng Jinyuan shouted angrily, "What are you saying? Are you like a big girl who is not married?"

When his son was beaten, he was also angry.

"I just said that my father felt it was unreasonable. My elder brother did everything. Why did my father instigate my elder sister to protect me like this?"

The old lady was also angry and pointed at Feng Yuheng: "He is your brother! Are you willing to do it?"

Feng Yuheng was puzzled: "Grandma, if you have bad eyes, Ah Heng will give you some eyes tomorrow. But now we must remind grandma again. My elder brother was covered in face just now. Didn't you really see it? Such a masked man stole into the Boudoir of the Feng family's daughter in the middle of the night. Shouldn't he be beaten? Grandma, Ah Heng must make it clear today. Ah Heng beat a thief tonight, and it was for the reputation of the Feng family. If there is such a thing again next time, I will still be beaten!"

Feng Zihao shouted: "You still want to hit me? Grandma, did you hear that? She still wants to hit me!"

Feng Yuheng shouted: "What do you mean is that you still want to climb my wall?"

An, who arrived at the same time, wiped his tears and said to himself: "Miss Second is so pitiful."

Feng Jinyuan didn't understand what she meant. Before she could ask, she heard Jin Zhen, who had been by his side, say: "Master, why don't you listen to your wife? Last year, you climbed into the lady's boudoir on such a night, and the wife was also very punished."

"Ah!" An was shocked, "Is there such a thing?"
Chapter completed!