Xu Xuzhi

Chapter 53
The Spring Festival in the Year of the Dingmao Rabbit was a bit boring: Melanie’s child was too young to be taken care of by her mother; Zheng Li took her child and her uncle’s family far away in Shanghai; Wen Xiuwei returned to Sichuan, because Wen’s family moved back to Sichuan in spring last year After returning to her hometown, she hadn't been back yet, so Ke Weili followed Fang's trail all the way in silence.

Although the family members on both sides are around, the Spring Festival without girlfriends is still not used to.

Fengjiu gave Zheng Li and Melanie's children soft-colored baby blue socks, gloves and hats that were crocheted with crochet hooks: thanks to a premonition at the time, these two aunts might both have sons His life, as expected.

Naturally, people will write back and call to give feedback on how good it is, but Feng Jiu still knows what level he is: if it wasn't for the second sister-in-law to save it in the end, the socks would have no heels, and the gloves would be more suitable for six fingers , the hat cannot be closed.

The second sister-in-law was funny and tapped her forehead in disbelief: "It turns out that even our talented girls can't do things. I thought you were omnipotent."

I can tell whether the ridicule is good or bad, so I naturally don't take Yan Leling's words seriously, and bowed her head in shame, "Second sister-in-law, it's thanks to the Republic of China, if it's the former dynasty, I made it with my indiscriminate hands I’m afraid that it’s a question of whether or not she will be able to get married.” Of course, it’s better not to get married, and it’s even better to travel around the world.

Yan Leling laughed so hard, "Jiu'er, why do I miss your self-knowledge." The strong assimilation power of the Northeast dialect has already brought Miss Shanghai into the ditch who used to speak Wu Nong's soft language and had deep affection for her second brother. up.

This year's Spring Festival is very early, and the 23rd of January in the Gregorian calendar is already thirty.

Ning Zheng is a rabbit, and this year is also his birth year. After his birthday, he will be 24 years old.

The old man really can't come back to celebrate the New Year this year. He is in Beiping and Yan Baichuan and other warlords of the Northern Expedition of the Southern Faction are making false claims. up.

Ning Zheng didn't come back either, this matter could only be done by Ning Hongsi, who was studying in the lecture hall and the only one qualified to provoke the stove.

Ning Zheng finally rushed back on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month to exercise the power of the patriarch in place of the old commander, and led everyone to worship their ancestors and have a reunion dinner.

The boss is not here, the aunts and wives are listless, and the servants can't cheer up, which directly affects the children, who feel that it is not as lively as in previous years.But according to the ten bulls of the old man who can't come back, if he insists on letting Ning Jun stay in the pass and not come back, I'm afraid that the price Ning will pay later... It's nothing to be a bad year. The end of the law is still to come.

After the battle between Ning and Jin, it was rare for all parties to have a chance to breathe. Although the Ning Department ended in victory, this is by no means the end.The telegram issued by the old marshal after ascending to the coveted position of Generalissimo last year was actually quite conciliatory and compromised, in which "I have known Mr. Sun for many years and share the same goals... I will inherit Mr. Sun's will and will not violate the principles of the Three People's Principles ...", it's just that the southern department didn't accept the move at all-I'm afraid that the only thing the Peking government wants to inherit is the aspiration of "unifying China". As for the Three People's Principles?The old man never takes it seriously.

In fact, since January this year, in order to complete the Northern Expedition against the Beiyang warlords, the four factions of the new warlords have temporarily achieved unity after several negotiations.In February, Chairman Jiang of the Nanjing Government reorganized his direct line of troops into the First Group Army, with himself as Commander-in-Chief; changed the National Revolutionary Alliance Army into the Second Group Army, with Feng Huanzhang as Commander-in-Chief; Commander-in-Chief; change the armies of the two lakes into the Fourth Army, Li Delin as the commander-in-chief, and continue to prepare for the joint Northern Expedition.

In this regard, the old man also made a deployment: decided to take an offensive defense against Jinghan and Jinpu Roads; take an offensive against Zhengtai Road and Luxi Daming.Appoint Zhang Xiaokun as the commander-in-chief of Jinpu Road, Sun Xinyuan as the commander-in-chief of Luxi Daming, Ning Zheng as the commander-in-chief of Zhengtai and Beijing-Han, and Zhang Fuchen as the commander-in-chief of Jingsui Road. About 60 troops were dispatched to fight against the 70 National Revolutionary Army. public.

Although the situation is tense, it has not yet reached the point where it is on the verge of breaking out, and it is only at the stage of dispatching troops.

Ning Zheng was able to come back and stay for a few days because he was also working as a military supply dispatcher, so he brought Ji Songling back by the way, so that he could finally go back to see the firstborn, and Melanie was very happy, needless to say.

Thirty'er finished putting out the flower boxes that night, and after watching the New Year's Eve, the whole family went to bed.

Early in the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Feng Jiu was woken up by the bell of the imperial temple, which was "tight seven slow eight flat twenty".

She gently pushed aside Ning Zheng's arms, and went down to the closet to find the red belt, red underwear, and red socks prepared for Ning Zheng: Fengtian has this particular thing, "the threshold year", that is, the birth year. On the first day of the National People's Congress, red underwear must be worn to ward off evil spirits.After Ning Zheng opened his eyes, he saw the things Feng Jiu had prepared for him by the bedside, and immediately became happy.

"'Tai Sui sits on the head, if there is no joy, there will be disaster'. It is said that people in this year will not go well, but my wife is so caring, it seems that I will definitely go well."

"That's natural, seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and turn bad luck into good luck." Feng Jiu followed along very smoothly, and Ning Zheng happily kissed her exceptionally bright eyes early in the morning.

In the early morning of the second year of junior high school, Ning Zheng said that he would take Feng Jiu to go skiing and soak in hot springs, but he refused Feng Jiu's request to take his two sisters-in-law and younger sister Feng Ling, insisting that they should come again in the third year of junior high school for safety reasons.

The other family members had already gone to soak when they went to school and when they were fighting, so no one was willing to join in the fun with them.

They traveled all the way south, and arrived at Tanggangzi Hot Spring within two hours. Just after Shen Shi, the sun was faltering, and it was about to set, and the twilight was eager to try, surging out.

Tanggangzi Hot Spring is very famous, together with Xiaotangshan in Beijing, Lishan in Xi'an and Tangshan in Nanjing, it is known as the "Four Hot Springs in China".It is said that Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, passed by here on his way to conquer Goguryeo.

The old man had built the Dragon Palace villa long ago. As long as he had time, he would bring a large number of family members to the hot springs to relieve the various ailments left by the years of fighting and relax the muscles and bones.

There are three hot springs in the villa, gurgling, the spring water is colorless and transparent, one of them is only the size of a Babu bed, and the door is opened from the largest sunny room on the first floor, leading directly to the hot spring.A small pavilion on the top of the mountain was built above the pool, hollowed out in the middle, and inlaid with a one-foot-square transparent glass; the pool was piled up with alum stones, and the bottom of the pool was covered with cinnabar.

Feng Jiu inquired about Ning Zheng and answered an emergency call as soon as he arrived, and immediately found the important staff accompanying him into the meeting room. According to Zhi Changsheng, it took a long time to come out.

This year, because the old man is not at home, the rules of the New Year's Eve in the mansion are looser: there are not so many people visiting the mansion to give gifts, and there is no need for so many people. Feng Jiu simply gave Qiu Sheng and Wu Ma a holiday. They all went back to their homes for the New Year.

Feng Jiu changed into a thick bathrobe, opened the door, and walked along the cobblestone path to the hot spring. A brown wooden lacquered vertical antique palace lantern was erected every few steps along the way, bypassing the one facing the door. Screen, Feng Jiu saw the steaming hot spring, she carefully stretched out her toes to test the temperature of the water, it was slightly hot, but it was tolerable, so she took off her bathrobe, pumped herself up, and happily went down into the pool.

The maid who had been guarding the villa all year round approached lightly, took a tray in her hand, knelt down and gently pushed the tray into the hot spring, gave Fengjiu a salute, and then went silently.

The black tray was painted with layers of lacquer, the thick layer of varnish was waterproof and scald-proof, and there was a pot of three-battery that had just been brewed, and two wooden lacquered teacups.Sanpaotai was originally a kind of tea favored in Northwest China. It is a way of drinking green tea with rock sugar and dried fruit. Just like some people in Fengtian call it "lady's dish". Ladies Tea".

Fengjiu has always liked this drinking method since she learned about it. This is the only tea she can drink in winter, but she has replaced green tea with black tea, and the ingredients are also different. There are red dates, wolfberries, chrysanthemums, Raisins... There is no set rule at all, you can put whatever you want - she has a cold body, and it is just right to drink warm in winter.

Feng Jiu supported his chin with both arms, lying on the edge of the white pool, quietly looking at the mountains not far away that became blurred in the twilight, covered with white snow, looking from a distance, like a flower suddenly covered by ice The frozen cloud that lives there is like a Siberian tiger that is preying on it.

The distant mountains are vast, and there is no one around. The antique palace lanterns have been lit up one by one, illuminating the hot spring water as bright as a mirror.

Suddenly hearing a "crash", she was startled, looked back, and saw Ning Zheng, who was only wearing a pair of swimming trunks, was entering the water. He was slender, muscular, with a wasp waist, which was very pleasing to the eye, but Feng Jiu couldn't be bothered appreciate?She just took it off to the end - who needs to put on clothes after taking a bath by herself?She didn't even want to hang out with Ning Zheng, it was too intimate.

Besides, let the servants know that the couple took a bath together?It's so unorthodox.

She gritted her teeth secretly, she would never shout nonsense like "Go away! Don't come down!", it's strange that Ning Zheng could hear what she said, and the right way is to hurry up and run.

She rushed out in a hurry, not caring that Ning Zheng saw her naked the moment she landed.

Trembling, Feng Jiu climbed up, barely stuffing his feet into the wooden clogs, and at the same time put on a bathrobe, but staggered when he was about to take a step. It turned out that in such a short period of time, the bottom of the wooden clogs had been frozen on the pebbles due to the water. up.Fortunately, the time was short, and she managed to pull out her wooden clogs.

Hearing the sound of wading behind him that instantly became louder, Feng Jiu knew that Ning Zheng had broken through the water and was chasing after him, so he had to run in small steps, not forgetting to hold on tightly to the bathrobe that was too late to tie.

Seeing that she could grab the doorknob leading to the room, she eagerly stretched out her hand, but a pair of steaming hands had already stretched out from behind, tightly encircled her waist and tightened instantly, Fengjiu felt her body trembling Qing, who was picked up by Ning Zheng by the waist: "Still running, falling is not for fun."

Although this corridor is paved with stones, under the transpiration of hot spring water vapor, the drastic temperature difference between minus [-] degrees and almost plus [-] degrees outdoors caused a thin layer of ice to form on it.

"Are you finishing the meeting now?" Feng Jiu kicked his legs, screaming that he had miscalculated.

"Do you think my driving time is too short?" Ning Zheng smiled, seeming to be in a good mood. It seems that the matter of urging the arsenal to expand production has been resolved smoothly.

Ning Zheng unceremoniously took off her bathrobe, picked her up, and threw her into the pool at once, Feng Jiu said "Ouch", the water splashed, she sank, and her feet were within reach in an instant At the bottom of the pool, she quickly got up and wiped her face with water.

Ning Zheng got down early, hugged her who was still struggling, "Don't move, I just want to soak in the hot spring with you."

Feng Jiu had no choice but to stay still, and Ning Zheng stopped talking. He hugged her from behind and laid his hands obediently across her chest. The surroundings were quiet and the atmosphere was quiet and beautiful.

Feng Jiu suddenly thought of something, and one of them couldn't hold back and laughed like that. Ning Zheng strangled her with both arms, motioned her to say quickly, and Feng Jiu had to obediently obey: "I have a middle school classmate who is very close to me. better..."

"Male and female?" Ning Zheng interrupted her and asked in a rough voice.

"Female, from Tongze." Feng Jiu replied angrily.

"Go ahead." Ning Zheng's voice became light again, and suddenly remembered something, and sighed, "Women also have to be careful."

Feng Jiu laughed and said, "Don't be suspicious, okay? My classmate was born in Sichuan. He once told me that his family would go to Luoji Mountain to soak in hot springs every winter. Every time, they would find some macaques in another pool. His face was flushed, his eyes were squinted, and he was drowsy...Sometimes it happened that it was still snowing in the sky, and when he thought about it, it was like, 'It's very comfortable'." Feng Jiu couldn't help learning a sentence of Sichuan dialect.

Ning Zheng smiled: "What do you want to say?"

Feng Jiu sighed: "Humans are not as good as monkeys."

Ning Zheng laughed, and suddenly realized, "Isn't it Wen Xiuwei?"

"Oh, you remember." Feng Jiu thought that Ning Zheng didn't care about his friends.

They looked at the distant mountains together, and Ning Zheng suddenly said: "What you said is right or wrong—you have to do something in life, otherwise, like a monkey, even if you live for 100 years, it's meaningless."

Feng Jiu actually agrees with this point of view, but she wouldn't be her if she didn't argue with Ning Zheng, "Zi is not a monkey, how do you know the joy of monkeys?"

"It's not obvious at a glance." If today is like yesterday, and the foreseeable tomorrow will repeat today, then such a time is not worth living, so what about 200 years, just like a day.

"It's like what Pascal said - 'Give life to time, not time to life'".

Ning Zheng didn't know this sentence, so he couldn't help repeating it, and Feng Jiu said it again in English: "To the time to life, rather than to life in time", Ning Zheng remained silent, savoring it for a while, slowly Said: "Jiu'er, this sentence is really good."

Feng Jiu smiled: "Pascal was a genius, but he was weak and sick. He died before the age of 40, but he had so many outstanding achievements in mathematics and physics. He said this, although he is open-minded, it is also a kind of helplessness. .”

Ning Zheng nodded, "'When you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening', his life is heavy."

While chatting and laughing, as if to echo Feng Jiu's words of the monkey who envied Luoji Mountain in Sichuan, snow foam suddenly fluttered in the sky, and turned into snow particles after a while.

The snow particles fell on the glass of the pavilion overhead, making a soft rustling sound, like fine sand continuously pouring down in an hourglass.

This situation, Feng Jiu thought, would not change it for an emperor, except——

Behind Ning Zheng soft jade Wenxiang hugged his arms, his body reacted early, Feng Jiu didn't understand, so he could only hold back, for fear of irritating him.Fortunately, Ning Zheng still restrained himself and did not take any further actions.

It's just that Feng Jiu put it too early.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Ning Zheng's voice sounded: "Okay, it's been soaked for long enough, and the skin should be wrinkled. The combination of cold and heat is the most susceptible to wind and cold." Without waiting for Feng Jiu's consent, he He directly reached out and took Feng Jiu's thick bathrobe, wrapped her up completely, wiped her off a few times, put on the bathrobe, and the two went back to the house together.

They returned to the living room, changed into dry clothes, sat down on the sofa, and read a book quietly: Feng Jiu was gnawing at her original history of Western literature—this was because she consciously accelerated her academic progress , and the English Department of Fengda also borrowed from Yanda's "tutor system", and the mentor assigned to her was Professor Bu, whom she liked very much. This was a vacation homework he specially left for her.

Ning Zheng was reading his "Baopuzi Outer Chapter". Feng Jiu rubbed his eyes after reading a chapter on Literature Society, turned around and found that Ning Zheng was reading it very attentively, and couldn't help being curious.She reads ancient monographs, except for history, prose, and policy theory, she does not dabble much. "What is this book mainly about?"

Ning Zheng glanced at her: "Talk about the law of governing the people, talk about the way of being a king, and find out the way out of the world."

Feng Jiu heard this, and turned his eyes: "It seems that Taoism, alchemy, Jindan, and Confucianism have all been integrated into one."

Ning Zheng pursed his lips, "You are quite perceptive. Many words in this book are very interesting and worth savoring carefully." Just talking a few words from time to time, the two of them rested and lay on the bed, Ning Zheng still hugged her Fengjiu had long been used to being hugged in his arms, and silently rested his head on his arm.

After a while, Ning Zheng lowered his head and kissed her, Fengjiu continued his kiss very consciously, Ning Zheng took her arm again, wrapped it around his neck, and said in a low voice, "How did I hear that in the Lama Temple a few years ago So, something happened to you."

Fengjiu felt uneasy and coy, "Why do you know everything?"

A year ago, there was a heavy snowfall in Fengtian, and the auspicious snow heralds a good year. After the snow, Fengtian was so beautiful, so Fengjiu simply took Qiaozhi, Qiaoxin and Fengling, who had returned from the winter vacation, to the Lama Temple in the west of the city to enjoy the snow and take pictures.Feng Jiu acted as a photographer, holding a 35mm SLR Leica camera that Ning Zheng asked someone to buy for her from Germany. It has an aluminum alloy body and a see-through rangefinder. It is light in weight and very suitable for women.

The weather was extremely cold, and they were a little timid at first, but when they got interested in taking pictures, they took off their coats one after another. Qiaoxin even took off two sweaters, and leaned against the moon gate in a light pink spring coat, not afraid of the cold. The wax-billed sparrow squatted playfully on the dry branches of the nearby bushes as a background for her. With Qiao Xin's gorgeous face, the contrast was strong. No matter how you looked at it, it was a picture of a gorgeous and high-style lady.

Feng Jiu discovered the connection between western photos and Chinese paintings with great insight when he was enjoying the snow with his classmates in the Lama Temple last year: if the background is simple, the picture is mostly blank, and the composition is appropriate, light and ethereal, "The real scene is lighter than the virtual scene." Black and white photos can very well reflect the interest of ink and Chinese painting.

Later, she saw Mr. Lang Jingshan, No.1 in Chinese photography, who is also the master of Mei Zixiu who took their wedding photos. Surprised to find that she actually coincides with the idea of ​​the master.

It's just that she prefers to capture the characters in the photos in a freehand way, but the meaning is the same. This is also a combination of Chinese and Western that "use foreign things for China".

Qiaozhi and Fengling hugged their clothes, laughing and stomping their feet, rubbing their faces and cheering for Qiaoxin to hold on.

Feng Ling is also very familiar with her two sister-in-laws, much more than her brother-in-law. Because they are closer in age and similar in temperament, they quickly became friends.

With high hopes from everyone, Feng Jiu, who was concentrating on composing the picture in the viewfinder, suddenly saw a reflected figure approaching them. Here, with the eyesight that can’t be damaged even after reading novels for a few days with a flashlight, I can see the abnormality of this figure at a glance: In such a cold day, Feng Jiu felt that his face was going purple from freezing. He was wearing a black leather cloak, and the coat on his upper body was hanging short on his body, while his trousers were already wide open. He was holding the waistband of his trousers with one hand, while the other hand was moving quickly.

Feng Jiu felt a chill.

Because they were in their hometown, they never felt unsafe, so they didn't let the servants in the house follow them when they went out to play. The chauffeur drove them here and then went back. It was agreed to pick them up in half an hour.

In fact, there are quite a few people here today, because everyone knows that the winter scenery here is beautiful, comparable to the famous "Eight Views of Fengtian".Unexpectedly, in a place with so many people, this low-brow would dare to do such a nasty thing.

Undoubtedly, he took a fancy to them that they had no male relatives to follow, so he dared to be so confident; but as long as there was a male among the other tourists, he would not dare to follow.

Feng Jiu was furious, at least he was married, although he hadn't really become a woman, but it was better than these little girls who hadn't engaged yet.

She didn't care about the camera anymore, she just put it on the snow, and took out a pair of Zhang Xiaoquan scissors from the camera bag she was carrying on her back. She took the two of them to make window grilles, which Feng Jiucai bought specially - shiny silver and extremely sharp.

Feng Jiu frowned, held up the scissors to meet the nymphomaniac who was laughing so hard, gritted his teeth and slammed him: "Your size is worse than my three-year-old nephew, no more , because you can’t even compare to a three-and-a-half-year-old you.” Feng Jiu endured his disgust and looked at him arrogantly on purpose, and then continued, “It’s okay to hide quietly, how can you still show your face? ?”

The nymphomaniac is stupid, he has never met such a tough woman: Mingming is not very old, but unlike other women who see this scene, they immediately turn pale and run away, how can they meet her without dodging? ?

He stood there tremblingly, and the bad guy who was originally high-spirited didn't live up to it. It's not very good, but it's said to be the size of a three-year-old child... I can only say that Feng Jiu's poisonous tongue can really piss him off personal.

Feng Jiu went on to say: "It's useless anyway, why don't I get rid of this evil root for you now, so that you can calm down from now on, okay?"

Qiaozhi had seen it from behind, and she was also a bold one, and even more so, she ran over to Feng Jiu and said, "Sister-in-law San, give me the scissors! I'll treat it as an early autopsy." It's time to practice courage!"

The nympho on the opposite side has never seen such a battle. It is not one who does not play cards according to the routine, but two when they touch each other, watching the "click, click, click" open and close in the hands of another beautiful girl. The scissors, he who has always been invincible finally knew that he was afraid, the flesh on his face trembled, he lifted his trouser waist, squeezed his cloak, turned around and ran away.

Feng Jiu snorted twice angrily, "'A toad lies on its feet, it's disgusting if it doesn't bite you'! No, I have to find the chief of police here and ask them to send someone to arrest this thing, don't let it go outside people!"

Qiao Xin and Feng Ling had just seen this scene, and they had been hugging each other tremblingly in nausea and fear for a long time, now seeing the two sisters so brave, they couldn't help admiring and proud, they ran over and shook each other He folded his arms and praised them as "bold Tianjin steamed stuffed buns".

... Only then did Feng Jiu realize that the idiom Solitaire between himself and Buku had long been famous in the two prefectures.

Of course, there was a sequelae to this incident, and when they continued to take pictures without being affected, and took more than 36, or even more than forty, Feng Jiu knew something was wrong.

35mm film can usually take up to forty photos. Fengjiu immediately asked someone to develop the photos when he returned to the mansion. It was not written at all, probably because Feng Jiu's hands were almost frozen and disabled at that time, so there was such a big mistake.

Well, think about the two sweaters that Qiaoxin took off in order to take a photo, think about Fengling Dongzi's face, think about the somersault that Qiaozhi fell to climb the railing and pose... For the first time, Fengjiu felt that it was better not to do it for the time being It's better to talk about the subject of taking pictures with a few sisters.

………………

Ning Zheng smiled lowly and said, "Of course I know, the ins and outs are detailed."

Ning Zheng naturally knew his wife's movements like the palm of his hand, after this incident, Feng Jiu would forget about it, but how could Ning Zheng just forget about it.

But he chose not to tell his wife that the habitual criminal nympho with all kinds of bad deeds had been castrated, and he was sent to one of the coldest places in China--Mohe in the Greater Khingan Mountains to guard the border during the winter.

It frightened his wife, two sisters and sister-in-law, and let them see the ugliness they shouldn't see, and it may even have a bad impact on their married life. Thinking about it this way, Ning Zheng felt that it was a big loss to deal with it like this. sent.

Feng Jiu thought of his performance at that time, it seemed that he was too heroic.This time, Ning Zheng grabbed a small hand and cruising around on his chest, the touch is not bad; Ning Zheng has asked her to touch him from time to time in the past six months, which is not unusual.

After a while, this hand came down to his firm abdomen, and Feng Jiu could feel the well-defined abdominal muscles. Ning Zheng asked softly, "Does it feel good?"

Do you feel good?Where did this start?Whether she is feeling well or not, she can only ask him back: "Are you feeling well?"

"Well, it's special, it's good..." Ning Zheng's voice became deeper and hoarse, Feng Jiu was a little startled, vaguely knowing that he couldn't let it go, and began to pull his hand back with all his strength.

Ning Zheng stopped forcefully. He was wearing a nightgown with nothing underneath, and suddenly he approached her ear and licked it lightly, "He's Feigen, isn't it really not enough... What about mine?"

Feng Jiu had seen Ning Zheng's lean body that didn't quite match his handsome appearance, but he didn't expect that seeing it with his eyes would be completely different from experiencing it personally.

Ning Zheng's voice trembled slightly, filled with urgency and pleading, "Jiu'er, do you know how hard I have endured...you bear it for me too, okay?" As he spoke, the kiss poured down again, from Cheeks to shoulders, neck... No one was spared.

Feng Jiu was so dazed by the kiss that she could only be held down by him. Her bare hands were entwined like white snakes, silky and dense, without a trace. Her feelings also gradually changed from unfamiliar to adapted to even being gradually ignored...

It wasn't until Ning Zheng felt continuous bursts of ecstasy from the tailbone to the forehead, and couldn't help but let out a long, hoarse moan from the back of his throat, that everything was calm.

Taking advantage of the snowy light outside the window, Ning Zheng looked at Feng Jiu, who quietly opened his black eyes and looked calm but was already frightened, and suddenly laughed.

Feng Jiu's face became hot and ashamed, and he gave him a "slap".He grabbed Feng Jiu's soft hands and kissed them again and again. Feng Jiu looked at him with disgust, and Ning Zheng smiled comfortably, "Sleep, I won't bother you anymore."

People tend to get sleepy after soaking in hot springs, but Feng Jiu's continuous drowsiness hit her and fell asleep; Ning Zheng lightly stroked her black, shiny, soft and slightly curved hair, thinking in her heart that since she went to college, No need to look, Ning Zheng can feel her rapid growth after chatting every few days. She is more and more confident, calm, and bookish.

As long as he returns to Fengtian, he still can't help running to Fengda to pick her up. When he sees her writing in the library, looking up information and completing a thesis; or discussing literature or international political and economic topics with classmates and professors, she Her profound knowledge of Chinese and English, her accurate prediction of the political and economic situation, her fluent eloquence, and her beautiful voice make her appear intellectually beautiful and even more charming.

He felt uneasy.

Even he had to admit that standing in the university lecture hall, Feng Jiu, who was calmly advancing and retreating and talking eloquently, was radiant, and it seemed that this was the best match for her.

The name "Yunluwei" is well known in Fengda.Every time he went to visit her, there were always male students and even female students around her—since he helped deal with Zheng Li's female relative last time, he was not at ease even seeing female students now.

After returning to Fengjiu once, Fengjiu was still in class, so he simply drove to the nearby Xuyong University to talk to Fa Xiaoer, and Xu Yong advised him: "You have to get used to it, there is no other way—look at you, You don’t like the canary, but what you like is the kitten, you know? It just so happens that you still live in Yingying Alley, so what is life? What makes a kitty attractive is that it’s stubborn, capable, Don’t admit defeat, love freedom, but if she loses this personality, would you still like her? She wouldn’t be her anymore.”

Ning Zheng sighed softly, exerted strength with both hands, until her sweet and soft lips were unconsciously pressed against his chest, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

(End of this chapter)