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"Second Master, the newspaper you want."

Feng Qisong took the newspaper handed over by the guard, first glanced at the news on the cover, and then picked up the lace news in the advertisement room with a stern face.

The newspapers in Jinling City don't know why they are crazy. They have been reporting the "relationship history" between Young Master Bai and Lao San Feng for the past two days. They even said that they broke through the cage of the world in a rather romantic way.

Feng Qisong laughed, it was obvious that he married his sister-in-law regardless of his status, but in the end the "good name" of incest was placed on Feng Wobai's head, it's really weird.

The day before yesterday, there was a photo of Bai Hemian and Feng Wobai flirting in the lace news. Yesterday, I wrote an article about how affectionate Feng Laosan was. He knew that his sister-in-law was sick, and he took care of her clothes day and night. Today is a little better, and I didn’t talk about what they did. What, but I feel that Feng Erye will return to Jinling soon and want to break up this pair of fateful mandarin ducks.

"Which newspaper is this?" Feng Qisong calmly finished reading the lace news, then raised his head and asked the guards beside him, "Who contributed the article?"

The guard joined his heels together and replied loudly: "It's the Fu family's newspaper."

"The Fu family?" Feng Qisong pondered for a moment, "Among the young masters who often drink with the third child, is there anyone surnamed Fu?"

"Have!"

"Okay, I see." Second Master Feng folded the newspaper and put it away, then squeezed his sore legs, "Leaving for Jinling tomorrow."

The guard shouted "Yes" with a straight face.

Feng Qisong picked up the pen on the table and wanted to deal with official business, but he couldn't concentrate no matter what.

He took the newspaper back in his hand, it was the newspaper from the day before yesterday, Second Master Feng stroked the blurred Young Master Bai in the photo, thought for a long time, took out a piece of letter paper, changed the pen to his left hand, and wrote down slowly.

After a night of rain stopped, Jinling ushered in a rare sunny day.

When Bai Hemian was awakened by Qian Shan's knock on the door, he was sleeping on the bed in the second brother Feng's bedroom. Through a door, he could hear Qian Shan's heartbreaking cry: "Young master, the second master is coming back today!" Home, you have to go to the city gate to pick someone up!"

"Come here." Bai Hemian hugged the quilt and rolled, thinking of Second Brother Feng, he became energetic.

He washed in a hurry, changed into a white shirt, and ran out straight away, thinking that it was too hot to wear a suit jacket.

Qian Shan came up to meet him, followed behind Bai Hemian, and muttered like pouring beans: "Young master, the third master will also pick up the second master today, please be careful."

"I have nothing to do with him." Bai Hemian rolled his eyes, and just about to curse a few words, he saw Feng Wobai standing in front of the main hall, looking around.

He had no choice but to lower his voice: "Didn't I explain it to you? I'm going to teach Third Master Feng a lesson. Don't talk nonsense in front of Second Brother Feng later."

Qian Shan nodded repeatedly.

"Yo, the third master got up really early." In the blink of an eye, Bai Hemian changed into a smiling face. He walked up to Feng Wobai and stopped for a while, "Why, you want to pick up the second brother with me?"

"Of course I have to pick it up." Feng Wobai stared at him firmly, "I have something I wanted to say to him for a long time."

"Why didn't you say it before?" Bai Hemian lowered his head and picked his fingernails.

"Because I'm not sure about you..."

"Me?" He looked up, pretending to be ignorant, "What does it have to do with me?"

"He Mian, it's already like this, are you still refusing to give me a correct answer?" Feng Wobai pulled his wrist with a wry smile.

Bai Hemian swiftly dodged it, saying, "Third Lord, don't do this, it's not polite."

Feng Wobai endured and endured, put his hands in his sleeves, pretending to be profound: "That's right, I'll wait for you outside. He Mian, after today, we don't have to hide anymore!"

Bai Hemian didn't make a sound, he waited for Feng Wobai to go far away, and then he poked his head out and asked Qian Shan, "Did your third master take the wrong medicine?"

Qian Shan looked at Young Master Bai without a word: "Third Master seemed to go out to drink with those friends again yesterday."

"No wonder." Bai Hemian snorted coldly, "If you drink too much, you will inevitably be full of unrealistic fantasies. It's time for him to recognize the reality."

He was so disgusted by Third Master Feng that he couldn't eat breakfast. Regardless of Qian Shan's dissuasion, he called the guards to lead the horse, and ran straight out of the city gate from the back door.

Young Master Bai rides a horse well, thanks to his father's teaching when he was still alive.He lowered his upper body, let the scorching wind blew in his ears, and vaguely heard the chaotic sound of horseshoes behind him, thinking that Qian Shan had followed up with his guards, he speeded up even more indulgently.

The scorching sun dries up the rain-soaked land. Wherever Young Master Bai went, there was dust and flying horses. In less than a quarter of an hour, he had circled from outside the city to the front of the city gate.

The mottled city walls are vaguely imprinted with the shadows of the old days, and the hot wind is like a heat wave, accompanied by the scorching sun, and the waves are rough.

Bai Hemian tightened the reins, held the whip, and looked into the distance, seeing Brother Feng's team approaching slowly, he was so excited that he forgot to look away.

They were not the only ones in front of the city gate, there were also reporters with notebooks and pens flying away, and Feng Wobai who came by car.

"He Mian, why are you riding a horse when you're so good?" Feng Wobai waited in front of the house for a long time, and caught a servant to ask, only to know that Bai Hemian rode directly from the back door, came all the way holding his breath, but saw An Ran sitting upright. When young master Bai was on the horseback, the gloom in his belly turned into lust.

Feng Laosan walked to the side of the horse, thought he was polite and stretched out a hand: "I'll help you down."

Bai Hemian sneered lightly, and secretly kicked the horse's stomach.

The docile horse suddenly neighed and raised its front hooves.

Feng Wobai staggered in fright, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Oh, third master, are you alright?" Bai Hemian tightened the reins again, with a concerned expression on his face, but what was stretched out was the whip.

Young Master Bai looked at Feng Wobai frankly, with a smile in his clear eyes: "Third Master, you are the Saburo of the Feng family, a mere horse, how could you be scared like this?"

Feng Wobai was full of resentment, met Bai Hemian's eyes, and calmed down again, and even raised his arm uncontrollably, trying to grab the whip.

When Feng Qisong rushed to the city gate, he saw such a scene.

The young master he was thinking of was sitting on the horseback, the white shirt on his body was stained with sweat, sticking to his body, and his slender waist was looming.

But Bai Hemian looked at Feng Wobai with a smile, and never gave him an extra look from the beginning to the end.

Feng Qisong was not particularly sad.

He never had too much expectation for Bai Hemian, all his love had already settled in the bottom of his heart during his overseas study, if Feng Wobai hadn't tore up the marriage certificate, maybe he would never see the light of day again.

What's more, Bai Hemian is still young, even if he once swore that he didn't like Feng Wobai, wouldn't he be able to flirt with the third child in front of him now?

Feng Qisong could figure out everything and accept everything, but felt that everything in front of him was dazzling.

He would rather stay away from Jinling than see Bai Hemian and his younger brother in love.

"Young master!" Qian Shan called Bai Hemian anxiously.

How could Bai Hemian not have seen Second Master Feng come back in such a big way?He just found Feng Laosan's silly and silly appearance interesting, and he was so excited about the "lesson" that he was going to learn later that he couldn't take it all in.

At this moment, he looked away and saw Feng Qisong sitting on the horseback, and he was stunned for a moment.

They had only been separated for a few days, but the reunion after a long absence seemed like a long time after several years. The heavy emotion made Bai Hemian's heart ache.

In fact, Feng Qisong had no expression on his face.

But Bai Hemian saw everything.

He saw the slight mole of tears in the corners of Second Brother Feng's eyes, the tight and slightly chapped corners of Second Brother Feng's lips, and his hands that turned white from exertion.

He suddenly felt guilty.

He never discussed with Feng Qisong about teaching Feng Laosan a lesson, and only relying on a sense of resentment, he tried to fight for Feng's second brother.

But everything he did seemed to be actively seducing my brother-in-law before he explained it clearly.

"Come here." A gust of dry wind blew, and Feng Qisong finally opened his mouth.

Bai Hemian seemed to have received an amnesty, and he no longer cared about why the second elder brother Feng stopped pretending to be lame, but directly got off his horse, and without looking back, he left the third son Feng, and rushed to get under Feng Qisong's horse in three steps at a time. , without waiting for the other party to reach out, he jumped up by himself.

Feng Qisong's pupils shrank sharply, and he watched Bai Hemian leaning into his arms, with a refreshing heat on his body, and pressed against him warmly.

As for Feng Wobai who was hanging on the ground, he still had a funny smile on his face, and the hand that was about to grab the corner of Baihe's sleeping clothes froze in mid-air in embarrassment.

The weather was too hot, and sparks were sparked as soon as the two hot bodies collided.

Bai Hemian raised her head with a blushing face, and put her forehead against Feng Qisong's stubbled chin: "Second Brother Feng, I'll take you home."

Feng Qisong's Adam's apple twitched, but he didn't speak.

"Your leg..." Young Master Bai regained his composure, and his thinking became more active. He wanted to touch Feng Qisong's leg, but Second Master Feng grabbed his wrist and pressed it behind him, and then the whole body They were all put on horseback.

"Second Brother Feng?" Bai Hemian's eyes widened, staring blankly at Feng Qisong who was close at hand, the tip of his nose touched the glasses on the bridge of the man's nose.

The coolness passed by like a superficial splash of water.

"I'll teach you a lesson when I get home." But within a few minutes, Feng Qisong's brows and eyes showed signs of loosening, and his attitude softened.

Feng Qisong hugged Bai Hemian in front of him, met the eyes of the reporters with a calm demeanor, and jumped off the horse.

He walked steadily and gracefully, holding a dazed little young master Bai in his arms, and he didn't stop until he walked in front of Feng Wobai.

"Get up, don't embarrass the Feng family." Feng Qisong kicked Feng Laosan with his pitch-black military boots, his tone cold, "If you continue to sit here, don't get up forever."

Feng Wobai got up from the ground in embarrassment, raised his head, and forced out a cry from his throat: "Second brother..."

"En." Feng Qisong put Bai Hemian down, "Anything to say?"

"I have something to say." Feng Wobai stared at Bai Hemian, gritted his teeth, and said, "Second brother, Hemian and I had a marriage contract, and he is my wife."

"What else?" Feng Qisong lowered his eyes, without changing his expression, he held the slightly cool fingertips of Young Master Bai.

"He likes me too." Feng Laosan went all out, ignoring the reporters who were pricking up their ears to eavesdrop, and said solemnly, "Have you seen the newspaper? He Mian and I are in love with each other, and you are worthy of your dead parents by doing this. I'm sorry I told you before I died..."

When Feng Qisong heard Feng Wobai talking about the deceased relatives, a vein stretched out on his forehead, and he suddenly said, "Shut up!"

At the same time, he tightened his five fingers violently.

Bai Hemian groaned in pain, but he didn't try to pull out his fingers, but leaned over and held Feng Qisong's hand weakly with the other hand.