The Phoenix Girl of Jiangmen: The Mad Concubine Fights the World

Half a month later, the carriage finally arrived at Shachen Mountain, and the atmosphere was harmonious along the way.

Sandy Mountain has a dry climate, gusts of wind, mixed with sand and dust, sweeping all over the sky, even Ai Muli and Feng Qiwu who were sitting in the carriage smelled of sand, not to mention the pickers who were sitting outside driving the carriage. Feather.

The carriage was still moving forward slowly and steadily.

Ai Muli opened the curtains, and when she saw the vast Gobi outside, it was so vast and boundless.

It makes people seem to be able to see the universe at a glance, it is so magnificent, beautiful and majestic...[

Putting down the curtains, Ai Muli took advantage of the situation and put her hands on the neck to massage. She had a stiff neck when she was sleeping last night, and the neck was particularly uncomfortable.

Feng Qiwu, who was reading a book, raised his eyelids slightly, and after seeing Ai Muli's movements, he said softly, "Come here."

While speaking, Feng Qiwu put the book in his hand on the small coffee table, and then pushed the small coffee table in the middle to the right side of the carriage.

Then he moved to the right side to make room for his side.

Ai Muli stood up slowly, and before she could take a step, she felt herself falling into a warm embrace and sitting on her soft lap.

Get too close, with a light breath, Feng Qiwu's unique light fragrance will come to your nostrils, like the sweet smell of licorice stretched in the sun, rising up.

Ai Muli raised her peach skin slightly, looking at his perfect chin, although he was very ordinary, but she felt very good this way, it would not give people a feeling of oppression, but elegant and unique, with an indescribable Comfortable.

Feng Qiwu put his slender five fingers on the junction of Ai Muli's shoulder and neck, and pressed hard.

"Feng Qiwu? Let go, it hurts!" Ai Muli turned around to protest.

"Don't move." Feng Qiwu used his other hand to pull her upright, and continued to exert force gently and earnestly.

But it is obvious that no matter how gentle the force is, the force will be a bit heavy, and it is very difficult for the stiff neck to not feel pain.

"Hmm...it hurts, Feng Qiwu, take it easy, it hurts."

"Don't move, I'll take it easy."

"……?"What's happening here?Shi Yu outside was simply surprised.

It's not because these words are evil, but because Ai Muli can make his master coax him, which is enough to prove how extraordinary this woman is in his master's heart.

After gradually getting used to this strength, Ai Muli no longer felt the pain, and a slight numbness spread, and as the scorching heat dissipated, the soreness in the neck disappeared quickly.

When Feng Qiwu's massage stopped, Feng Qiwu didn't push Ai Muli away, and Ai Muli didn't get up, she leaned on him softly and bonelessly, recalling, recalling many things, past life, present life...

As I thought about it, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and when did I fall asleep without a trace of consciousness.

The carriage was driving steadily, and Feng Qiwu heard her steady breathing, knowing that she had fallen asleep. [

Looking at Ai Muli curled up in his arms like a lazy cat, Feng Qiwu didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh.

To actually fall asleep in his arms like this, did she trust him too much, or didn't treat him as a man too much.

Doesn't she know that lonely men and widows can do many things when they hug each other in such an ambiguous posture?

He didn't want her to let go of her guard so brazenly in front of other men besides him.