Supreme peasant girl to turn over

Chapter 186

Yang Fengxian raised her face proudly: "Then please beg me quickly, please, I will cook something delicious for you."

Pei Xiaoyao tapped her small face with his finger: "Silly girl, you are really... virtuous."

Suddenly praised by Pei Xiaoyao, Yang Fengxian felt embarrassed to take Joe, and pushed him forward: "Hurry up and wash your hands, or I will see if I will leave you a piece later."

It happened that Yang Quanfu came back from washing his hands, and when he heard Yang Fengxian's words, he stared at him: "Second Sister, don't swear, I'm that kind of person!"

Yang Fengxian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Little brother, that's not how you use bloody mouth."

"Ah? Really?" Yang Quanfu scratched his head, the aura just now disappeared, Pei Xiaoyao looked at the two siblings who were having a lot of fun, pursed their lips and smiled and went to wash their hands.

During lunch, Yang Jiaxiao still had a sullen face, but because Li Yun kept poking him, he couldn't express it, so he could only watch his daughter and that bastard flirtatiously, which made him very sad.

It really is a girl who is extroverted, she is not married yet, this girl is just looking towards him like this, does she still have him as her own father in her eyes!Yang Jiaxiao always has a sour feeling.

Seeing the light of grievance in Yang Jiaxiao's eyes, Yang Fengxian put a chopstick of yam into Yang Jiaxiao's bowl very thoughtfully: "Father, try it quickly, I made it for you myself."

Hearing this, Yang Jiaxiao suddenly felt comfortable all over, and looked at Pei Xiaoyao with complacent eyes, showing off the piece of yam on vacation, Yang Jiaxiao ate it with gusto, and slowed down on purpose.

It was just to show Pei Xiaoyao that this was made for him by his caring little padded jacket!I even put it in a bowl for him with my own hands!You didn't, didn't you, didn't you, didn't you!Envy it, envy it, envy it!
Pei Xiaoyao looked at Yang Jiaxiao's expression that was about to go to heaven, and felt amused in his heart, but when he thought about how he and Yang Fengxian's intimate little padded jacket was coveted when he was not full, he understood Yang Jiaxiao's kindness very well. felt it.

It's so angry... It makes him want to stuff that brat back into his mother's womb right now, so as not to harm his little baby.

So after understanding Yang Jiaxiao, Pei Xiaoyao started to grow up low, not for anything else, just for him to have a baby like Yang Fengxian in the future, even if he is low down, it's nothing!

Seeing Pei Xiaoyao being very attentive and consciously serving himself food and wine, Yang Jiaxiao finally felt a little better, right?That's the way a son-in-law should be!How can he be a son-in-law with his cold appearance like before?Being an ancestor is almost the same!
Although Pei Xiaoyao can't be regarded as accompanying the smiling face throughout the meal, he is also very respectful to Yang Jiaxiao. Although he can't drink the future father-in-law's drink to enhance his relationship due to physical reasons, Pei Xiaoyao has gone through big scenes and has a good understanding of people's psychology. Transparent.

The meal coaxed Yang Jiaxiao to smile, so Yang Jiaxiao ate the meal very comfortably, and his face towards Pei Xiaoyao also improved a lot.

Yang Fengxian had never seen Pei Xiaoyao like this before, and suddenly felt very fresh. When had she seen Pei Xiaoyao, who was as cold as an exiled immortal, so smug?She even gave drinking orders to persuade her to drink, and flattered her father, coaxing her father to drink two more glasses of wine than usual.

After lunch, Yang Jiaxiao was slightly drunk and went to the field, while Yang Fengxian went back to his room to take a nap, waiting to get up and practice martial arts later.

After practicing martial arts, the afternoon passed very quickly. After dinner, Pei Xiaoyao slipped into Yang Fengxian's room again.

Yang Fengxian has the habit of lying down comfortably after eating and taking a bath, because few people light lamps and boil oil at night, and there were not many entertainments in ancient times, so they usually go to bed shortly after eating and resting.

When Yang Fengxian saw Pei Xiaoyao sitting on her bed, he had already gotten used to it.

Pei Xiaoyao took the cloth towel from her hand, gently wiped her hair, running his fingers through her long black hair, he couldn't help sighing: "Feng girl, your hair is so beautiful."

Yang Fengxian suddenly remembered the time when she just crossed over. At that time, she was not only malnourished, her hair was withered and yellow, and she didn't have a single good dress to wear. Compared with today's days, it can be regarded as a sky and an underground.

But now that she has eaten and drank well, her originally weak body has become much plumper than before, and the quality of her hair has gradually improved, from yellow and dry to smooth and black like satin. Like ink.

Moreover, not having to work in the fields every day has also improved her skin condition. Although she still runs out all day, her skin is still fairer.

She is still young, and her whole body is like a flower that is about to bloom. After her body and skin have been conditioned, she has long been different from the thin, small, rough-looking little village girl at the beginning. .

Coupled with the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, Yang Fengxian's whole body was moistened from the inside out.

Pei Xiaoyao caressed her slightly wet long hair affectionately, as if he couldn't put it down.Yang Fengxian was a little embarrassed, and rubbed his palm awkwardly.

Pei Xiaoyao also just took a shower, and his hair felt a little wet. Yang Fengxian also gave him a piece of handmade soap. Although he was not used to it, fortunately, it was really convenient, so Pei Xiaoyao also accepted it.

Now the two people are intertwined with the slightly fragrant smell of the handmade soap, as if they want to blend into one.

For a while, the two of them didn't speak any more, but they both saw the fiery love in each other's eyes. Their eyes were glued together. Yang Fengxian seemed to be sucked into his soul by him. Those misty peach blossom eyes looked at her. She was intoxicated, and the tear mole under the corner of her right eye also seemed to be shining.

"Feng girl..." A low whisper landed on Yang Fengxian's lips, Pei Xiaoyao held Yang Fengxian's face in both hands, as if holding a rare treasure, those lips were very soft, lightly pecking Yang Fengxian's rosy lips, It was as if he wanted to turn his infinite tenderness into this loving sigh.

Yang Fengxian was insane, and just looked at Pei Xiaoyao foolishly.Pei Xiaoyao let out a low laugh, and sighed again: "Silly girl..."

These three words were stuck to his lips, and when he said them slowly, Yang Fengxian's whole body was numb with goosebumps. Pei Xiaoyao stretched out his hands to gently cover Yang Fengxian's eyes, and Yang Fengxian closed them following his movements. I only felt the overwhelming heat rushing in, as if to swallow her up.

Yang Fengxian only felt like a flat boat, passively fluctuating with Pei Xiaoyao's tide, but it was just a simple exchange of lips and teeth, Yang Fengxian lost his mind in a daze, only knowing to bloom with Pei Xiaoyao's rhythm look at yourself.

(End of this chapter)