Emperor's Cunning Wife

"I caught you. By the way, nice trick!"

"Let go!" Feng Hong swung his arms around trying to hit the person restraining him.

Ning Lou remained deaf to his angry plead. Chortles of amus.e.m.e.nt left her mouth as Feng Hong continued to display his futile attempts at escaping.

The grip on his collar never loosens even when he tried to flail around. His malnourished body couldn't hold much energy and strength coupled with his hunger and fatigue, he stopped after a short while and panted, and then resumed again.

Finally, a smack on his b.u.t.t which made him stiffened, color draining from his cheeks.

"You!..." Feng Hong bit his tongue, shame spread on his face.

"If you don't stop trashing around, I'll hit your b.u.t.t again." Ning Lou said and again issued another round of laughter.

Filled with irritation, Feng Hong stretched both of his arms to take hold of the hand confining him from leaving. Ning Lou only smiled and suddenly hit his waist with the tip of her fan, "Have a try and see if my fan is faster than your hand."

Feng Hong paused on his actions and retrieved his hands to his side. He was a cautious person, he knew the target he could afford to offend and who should not be rub in the wrong way, but, this person at the back was neither of two. He could not detect any malicious intention but that didn't let him put his guard down because something tell him provoking this one was way more terrible than the man he bumped into earlier.

"Good boy, can you tell what is your name is?" Ning Lou asked.

Feng Hong remained silent to her questions, it didn't mean that when he stopped he will accommodate the person's wishes.

"Suddenly, I want to know the color of your u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r is!" Ning Lou teased albeit containing a little of threat. The fan on her hand twisted grabbing a hold of Feng Hong's pants.

Feng Hong felt something was pulling down his pants and anger and embarrassment overwhelmed his already red face.

"Still not talking!" Ning Lou exerted a little strength and pants were dragged down a few centimeters, just a tiny bit more, and Feng Hong's white u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r would be visible.

Feng Hong felt him really intending to strip his lower body and immediately surrendered; he couldn't afford to let someone see his n.a.k.e.dness. He had a feeling that this person would not mind being labelled as a pervert and cut sleeve, but he cannot! Such shame!

"I'll talk, I'll talk???its Gu Yan!" He gritted his teeth and spouted some made up name.

Who knew Ning Lou wouldn't budge and finally exposed his smooth white u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r, "We could do this all day! Now I know your u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r's color. How about your t.h.i.g.hs, is it white?" Ning Lou wondered if his legs had grew hairs already. He had seen Little Qian m.a.t.u.r.ed already despite he was only 16 years old, and Slender Xiu also shed his childishness proving that puberty in ancient times was umpteenth times faster that modern era, so she was suddenly curious what phase of growth is this Little guy undergoing.

"Stop it???its Feng Hong! Feng Hong! Please let go otherwise I will not able to get married!" Feng Hong brought both of his hands on the edge of his pants and tugged it upward, but the fan as if a pair of iron claws remained steady, however this time the thing did stop pulling his pants off, so he was momentarily relieved.

"Unable to marry? Then how did you pee with your pants on?" Ning Lou asked rebutting his baseless complaints.

Feng Hong felt himself choked at her words.

"Why do you care? What's really your intention? You've been tailing me. My mind bets it's not for a chat!" Feng Hong gritted his teeth intending to change the topic.

"Not bad! Not bad! You're quick into catching things!" Ning Lou's voice sounded very proud as if she praising her own brother.

Feng Hong suddenly realized that this person was really hard to predict. At first, he was tailing him, and then when he caught him, he didn't do anything besides shaming, and now he sounded like some sister patting a good brother for doing good deeds. At this moment, he didn't know what to do with his script.

"Just get straight to the point!" Your fan is still touching my butt! At least let go!

"Alright. I wanted to build an organization with you!" Ning Lou said exposing her d.e.s.i.r.es like it was just picking up cabbages on the side of the road.

Feng Hong was speechless. Where's my knife?

"You're crazy!" How can someone talk so languidly with someone he just met even exposing his evil plans?

"Alright! Since you agree, let's go look for your other brothers!"

"What?!" Wait I didn't agree! Are you deaf?

Ning Lou let down his fan and dragged the bony body of Feng Hong to a specific direction. The detours Feng Hong painstakingly chose to confuse her ended up in vain.

Feng Hong watched the familiar route to his hideout and alarming gongs pounded loudly in his brain. No! Impossible! How can he tell where it is?

Ning Lou brought forward Feng Hong using him as a GPS detector. Every time Feng Hong elicited some particular reaction, Ning Lou would take that path. She took fully advantage of him until they reached a certain rundown house on the outskirts of town. This place was filled with trees shading the shabby roof from the heat of the sun.

"It seemed that we have a long way to go!" Ning Lou exasperatedly muttered exhaling a long sigh.