The fat concubine turned over, the evil king wanted to hug him

Chapter 121 Could it be a Broken Sleeve

Without any hesitation, the man suddenly squatted down, grabbed Ning Yange's finger and put it in his mouth.

Ning Elegy's eyes widened.

The eyes of everyone around were even mixed with a bit of horror.

Fei Ziyu was the calmest, standing aside and staring at the broken strings, deep in thought.

Fei Xiangling was overwhelmed by the scene in front of him.

The man she's been thinking of is actually just like her father, a broken sleeve?

She couldn't believe it!
Ning Elegy felt that everyone's eyes were on them in unison. The tip of the man's tongue was obviously slightly cold, but it scorched the skin of her fingertips, making her subconsciously want to withdraw her hand. .

but……

The man grabbed her wrist extremely tightly, but he couldn't break free at all.

"Wind..." She warned in a low voice, but she couldn't call out the name.

She didn't know what to call him, if the name Feng Mohan was called out, the identities of the two of them would be exposed.

She stared at him, wishing she could tear him apart with her eyes.

At a time like this, he still thought about gnawing on her finger. Is this man hungry?

"Hey, have you bitten enough... ah!" Ning Yange just wanted to ask if he was crazy, but suddenly he felt caught by the man's teeth.

Depend on!
Forget it, he dared to use his teeth!
There was raging anger in her eyes, she really wanted to kick him away, if it wasn't for the sake of so many people here, she would have to save him some face!

"Have you...had enough?" Ning Elegy finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked through gritted teeth.

She really wanted to rush over and strangle this man with all her teeth and claws.

Anyway, she still has to spend a lot of time in this villa, and now this man's behavior is undoubtedly telling everyone how close their relationship is.

He slept in Feng Mohan's room again yesterday, let alone now.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Fei Ziyu knows the relationship between the two of them best, so he doesn't think there's anything wrong, but it's just unacceptable for the Seventh Prince to protect his wife like this under the watchful eyes of everyone. .

"Ning Wan, are you sure you want this piano?" Fei Ziyu asked.

He asked in a very calm tone, and he expected that Dingning's Elegy would definitely not be asked again.

The age of this piano is indeed very long, and at this moment, two strings have been broken, so it is not a good piano.

Ning Elegy was about to shake his head, but Feng Mohan answered first.

"Yes. Since my apprentice likes this violin, please trouble the master to give this violin to her."

Fei Ziyu looked at Feng Mohan with some doubts.

Ning Elegy also looked at Feng Mohan in great perplexity.

This man is always so self-assertive, so she really can't read this man's mind.

Regarding the selection of the violin this time, she originally wanted to test whether the violin belonged to the Lie Yan Qin, but obviously it was not.

If it is really a flame piano, then the quality is too bad, right?
"In that case, then send this Qin to Ning Wan's house."

"No, just send it to my room. My disciple has been with me since yesterday. It is my duty to take care of Master."

There is no doubt about the words of a man.

Men's innate command speech is irresistible.

Fei Ziyu didn't ask any more questions, and ordered Qin to be sent back to Feng Mohan's room.

What Ning Elegy saw was inexplicable.

She was clearly the one who chose the violin, but why did it look like he chose for her in the end?
……

When it was almost dusk, today's class could be regarded as the end at this time.

Ning Yange stretched her waist, and led Xiaolu to go back to their residence, but she was stopped by Xiaolu just halfway there.

"Master, all the luggage has been moved to Mr. Wang... Mr. Feng's room."

Xiaolu's words made Ning Elegy's footsteps stop suddenly, and he couldn't help holding his forehead in annoyance.

"When did you move?" she asked with a serious tone.

Xiaolu was frightened by Ning Elegy's tone.

"Forget it, I'll go find him myself." Ning Elegy knew Feng Mohan's temperament well, so he didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards Feng Mohan's house.

This man was getting more and more cunning, it felt like he was pulling her into the abyss step by step, and she didn't even have any strength to resist when he was pulled like this.

Xiaolu sighed secretly, and could only follow.

When they reached the door, Ning Elegy kicked the door open without thinking.

"Feng Mo Han!"

These three words are called menacing.

She really wanted to kill this man with her eyes.

But he was full of momentum but stopped when he saw what the man was doing.

Under some dim light, the man lowered his head and seriously played with the piano on the table, and he was continuing the strings.

Ning Elegy was stunned for a moment, but didn't know how to react for a while.

"Close the door." Feng Mohan ordered softly with his head down, but without even raising his head.

Ning Elegy pursed her lips slightly, closed the door as he wished, and walked towards him step by step.

She knew that this man was connecting the strings for her, and she was shocked by this behavior.

"Why do you..." She paused in the middle of her words, because she saw red blood stains on the man's slender fingers.

"Why are you so stupid!" She narrowed her eyes slightly, stepped forward and squatted in front of the man, pulled out a brocade handkerchief from her sleeve and wrapped it around the man's fingertips.

She sighed helplessly: "What are you doing this for?"

Feng Mohan looked at her thick fingers resting on his palm, and the corners of his lips hooked up.

"For you."

His answer made Ning Yange's heart skip a beat, and she stared at him with wide eyes.

"Since you like it, take it." He said again.

Ning Elegy frowned at him.

This man has been so nice to her recently, so nice that she is getting more and more at a loss.

The most unimaginable thing is that this man will connect the strings for her.

Originally, she planned that if the piano really came into her hands, then she could do the stringing by herself, but this man actually did it himself.

She grabbed his hand, observed carefully, and said slowly: "I'll do the rest by myself, Feng Mohan, you're like this, it makes me a little..."

"Something?" Feng Mohan frowned imperceptibly.

He could vaguely guess what the woman might say next.

"It's nothing." She actually wanted to say that what he did made her a little flustered, but she was too embarrassed to say why she was so flustered.

She clearly likes this man, and she also knows that she has already been tempted, but she just can't muster up the courage to admit it boldly.

It's just because she still has a lot of dissatisfaction, and a lot of ties that she can't let go of.

She didn't dare to have feelings for this place.

She threw away his hand, stood up, waved her hand and said, "Get up, I'll take care of the rest myself."

"Yeah." He didn't even object, he really stood up as she said, and gave her the seat.

Ning Elegy pretended to be handsome and sat down with a flick of his robe. He was wearing men's clothing, so such an action didn't seem so wrong.

After she sat down, she started to work.

Feng Mohan stood by her side and did not leave, his gaze fell on her, his gaze was scorching.

Ning Elegy wanted to pretend she didn't care at first, but after staring at her for a long time, it was difficult for her to pretend she didn't know.

"Feng Mohan, I can't concentrate when you stare at me like this."

She stopped.

The man raised his eyebrows, then hummed lightly, turned and walked towards the couch, and stopped when he was near the couch: "Rest early."

Ning Elegy said softly, and stopped talking, and continued to work hard.

The man's gaze was still hot.

Ning Elegy lowered her head so seriously that she didn't notice the man behind her at all.

After a while, suddenly there was a cold breath approaching, making her subconsciously look up at the man.

He suddenly approached again, which made her a little confused.

"Classes will be suspended tomorrow." He said suddenly.

Ning Elegy opened her big eyes, somewhat inexplicable.

"Where do you want to go?" he asked again.

It was getting harder and harder to read his mind.

Ning Elegy stretched out his hand and was about to scratch his head, trying to find other topics, when someone knocked on the door.

"Is Young Master Feng here?" It was Fei Xiangling's voice.

Ning Elegy stopped scratching her head suddenly.

There was also a very obvious displeasure on Feng Mohan's face.

He had just prepared the beginning when he was interrupted by the woman at the door.

Ning Elegy was about to make a sound, but the man's index finger pressed her lips, forbidding her not to make a sound.

Ning Elegy secretly rolled his eyes towards the sky.

Please, the lights are still on in this room, no matter how stupid Fei Xiangling is at the door, he won't be so stupid that he doesn't know there are people in the room, right?
What's more, they were still talking here before.

Fei Xiangling's voice was indeed persistent at the door: "Mr. Feng, do you have time tomorrow?"

Ning Yange was a little annoyed in his heart, and really wanted to go out and scold Fei Xiangling, the "little third son", for robbing someone's husband so blatantly, how could she think her regular wife was dead?
If it wasn't for Fei Ziyu's face, she would really have the urge to go out and clean up people.

"It has always been because Mr. Feng specially appeared here for the treasure of our Aolong Villa, right? If Mr. Feng is willing, I will wait for you in the restaurant under the town tomorrow."

Because it is a town, there is only one restaurant in the whole town, and there is no need to say the name of which restaurant.

But such a blatant invitation is really...

Ning Yange tore off the fingers on his lips, and shouted out: "Understood, I will definitely let the master go tomorrow!"

Feng Mohan stared at Ning Elegy in astonishment.

He didn't agree, why should this woman agree for him?
He avoids other women in fear.

So far, he has only had a special fondness for Ning Yange.

This damned woman, is she still thinking of pushing him to another woman?

Ning Elegy felt his slightly angry eyes glance at her body, she couldn't help clenched her fist and coughed softly on her lips: "Master, this kind of invitation still needs to go, right?"

She purposely shouted in many loud voices, for fear that Fei Xiangling outside would not be able to hear her.

"What's more, for a pretty girl like Miss Xiangling, how can Master have the heart to reject her kindness?"

Fei Xiangling at the door was surprised that this fat man would speak for her?

(End of this chapter)