Quick time travel cute: psychic male god, please let me go

Chapter 228

Nan Yumo didn't expect that what she wanted to talk about was actually these.

But now that the two of them are facing each other like this, it is inevitable that they are a little distracted. How can he have other thoughts?
He didn't need to answer, Feng Liyou said to himself, "The commander must have put a lot of thought into saving them this time, right? How can I thank you for this? Sigh, I'm an orphan, how can I do anything?" What? Marshal, what do you want, as long as I can do it, I will go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate."

A pair of water-like eyes sparkled, and Nan Yumo let out a throat gurgling.

Don't you understand what he wants?

"I want you to marry me."

"Okay."

Unexpectedly, she agreed so easily, Nan Yumo was very happy.

He folded his arms, locked her tightly in his arms, and gently lifted her slightly round chin, but saw her pouted, "I'm really looking forward to the bridal chamber!"

The words were astonishing, Nan Yumo not only blushed, but also forgot all the connected movements.

He was dumbfounded. He must have been frightened. In this era, except for the girls from Yihongyuan, no woman could be so bold and straightforward.

Feng Liyou patted his forehead, "Remember to marry me early, handsome, I'm leaving first."

This magical technique of snapping fingers made Nan Yumo wake up instantly. At this moment, his whole body was on fire, how could he tolerate her leaving so easily.

Turning over, Feng Liyou was pressed onto the bed.

"We can have a bridal chamber now." Nan Yumo slipped his big hand into her skirt, facing her temptation, how could he be Liu Xiahui?

"How can this work? My father taught me since I was a child that girls should love themselves. If a man wants to get the other person's body before marriage, he must not love her."

She is only in charge of teasing, not in putting out the fire.

If you want to ask her why she is so bad, because she is stingy!

And the bridal chamber, when he remembered everything, she wanted to take revenge!
This sentence is so poisonous, what else would Nan Yumo dare to do?
Even if the fire in his heart couldn't be extinguished, he could only hold back.

"I will arrange the wedding as soon as possible, just wait for me!" Now he still can't see that Feng Liyou is teasing him, then he is an idiot.

Feng Liyou nodded repeatedly, she was obediently waiting!
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There is a habit here in Yangcheng. Before marriage, the man will invite the woman's relatives to have a drink, which is regarded as mutual acquaintance.

Ziyi is an orphan who grew up in Nanshuai's Mansion since he was a child, so naturally this matter was also handled in Nanshuai's Mansion.

Early in the morning, the woman's relatives came over one after another.

A total of more than a dozen tables were set up in the courtyard, and Ma Shuai and Nan Shuai seemed to have settled their previous grudges, saying that they drank a lot of wine.

Ma Qian and the others were received by Feng Liyou, which acquiesced in her identity as the hostess of Feng Liyou's Southern Commander's Mansion.

Ma Qian was quite polite today, and chatted a lot with Feng Liyou.

About her life experience, her father, her mother.

Ma Qingqing also drank a lot of wine, listening to them talk about these boring topics, she felt very tight in her chest.

"Mom, I want to go out for a walk."

"Well, Xiao Gui, take good care of Miss."

Ma Qian handed Ma Qingqing over to her maid, and continued to pester Feng Li and make noise.

Feng Liyou's answers were always brief and perfunctory, but Ma Qian could always pick up the topic again, which was really a strange thing.

Half an hour later, Xiaogui suddenly ran back in a panic.

"Madam, madam, something serious has happened!"

"What's the big deal? Miss?"

Ma Qian stood up with an anxious expression on her face, but the corner of her eyes quietly moved towards Feng Liyou.

Feng Liyou was extremely sensitive, and immediately discovered that they were singing the oboe, and a bad premonition came to her heart.

(End of this chapter)