Cut off

Snapped!

The gold-rimmed glasses fell to the ground, and half of the lens was cracked with fine lines.

Feng Laoer lowered his eyes slowly, one hand firmly restrained Bai Hemian's waist, and the other pinched the bridge of his nose.

"It's pretty hard." Without the cover of the glasses, Feng Erye's eyes sharpened, "Have you wanted to hit me for a long time?"

Bai Hemian accidentally knocked off Feng Er'er's glasses, clutching his heart and panting.

"It's just to tease you." If he didn't get a response, Second Master Feng didn't care, he smiled and supported Bai Hemian's waist, "Since you and I are married, what's wrong with doing what a husband and wife should do? ?”

"You and I are husband and wife?" Bai Hemian took a breath, and looked at Feng's second child, "Who said that?"

There is no name of husband and wife, but there is no reality of husband and wife. Bai Hemian is not willing to admit this "husband and wife".

"No matter what you think, the whole of Jinling already knows about this marriage."

"So what, do they know that your leg disease is fake?" He retorted not to be outdone, "Second Master Feng, you also have something in my hands."

Bai Hemian sneered, "I'm not interested in knowing why you're pretending to be sick, but you definitely don't want anyone other than me to know that you're not lame, so..."

He lifted Feng Lao Er's chin with his fingers, straightened his waist, sat on the man's lap, and looked down at him: "You have to beg me, please don't tell your secret."

Bai Hemian thought he had the initiative, twisted his waist, and proudly changed his position. He straddled Feng Laoer's waist, forgetting the pain from his scar and forgetting how he was pressed on the bed that night in the bridal chamber. He also wanted to pinch Second Master Feng's chin, but was spanked again.

"Second master!" Bai Hemian was annoyed.

"What?" Shi Shiran, Feng's second child, held his waist, "Finally willing to listen to me?"

Bai Hemian gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, so he was slapped again.

He was so angry that he didn't even have a chance to struggle even though Feng's second child was in a wheelchair, it was really embarrassing.

"You don't have to do this." Feng Erye had had enough teasing, he squeezed Bai Hemian's waist with his hands, found the waist, and pressed gently, "If you don't want to, I won't force you."

"Second Master said it lightly. I don't know who imprisoned me that day..." Seeing that there was no hope of breaking free, Bai Hemian folded his arms and sneered, "So I don't believe what you say now."

"Then what do you believe in?"

Bai Hemian raised her eyebrows slightly: "Second Master Feng, we've already talked about this, so let's stop going around in circles."

"...Why did you marry me?"

There was an unspeakable silence in the box for a while.

Second Master Feng bent down, picked up the broken glasses, and put them in his breast pocket, as if he didn't want to answer Bai Hemian's question anymore.

When the man is silent, it seems that no one can pry his mouth open.

Bai Hemian didn't believe in evil: "Second Master, if you don't tell me, I can't guarantee that your secret will not be known by others."

Before the Bai family fell, it could be considered a big family. He could more or less guess that Feng Lao Er's feigning illness was related to the situation in Jinling City, so he grasped this point and refused to let go.

Second Master Feng really stopped messing with his glasses, instead he raised his eyelids and said with a smile, "You're not stupid."

Bai Hemian snorted coldly.

Feng Lao Er slowly said: "You guessed right, my leg disease is fake, as for why, you don't need to know now."

"But... I also know your secret." Feng Erye didn't wait for Bai Hemian to speak, and put his palm on his lower abdomen, "You can give birth."

Bai Hemian's complexion turned pale following Feng Laoer's words.

Nowadays, the number of males who can be born is very small, and he was found to have abnormalities in his body when he was born, so it was up to his parents to make a marriage with the third child of the Feng family.

Only the two families know this secret. Before the Bai family fell, it was okay, but now Bai Hemian has no family support. If the second master Feng does not protect him, and makes this secret public, then the courtesan who is a showman but not a body will definitely be punished. insult.

Second Master Feng carefully scrutinized Bai Hemian's expression, knowing that he knew what was on his mind, his tone became more relaxed: "You and I both have something in each other's hands, why don't you sit down and have a good chat?"

Bai Hemian pursed her lips and nodded slowly.

It's not that he believes that Feng Laoer will chat with him honestly, but that the secret of being able to have this is too big, too heavy, and far better than others.

"Qianshan, go and drive the car over here." Seeing this, Second Master Feng let go of Bai Hemian with satisfaction, "Let's go home."

During these days when Second Master Feng was away, Bai Hemian had already visited Feng's house all over.

Feng's house is different from the small western-style building that the Bai family built in fashion back then. It was still an old yard. He followed Second Master Feng until his feet were sore before returning to the bedroom.

Er Ye Feng was pushed by Qian Shan, sitting safely in the wheelchair, turned his head and smiled at him from time to time, completely unaware of pretending to be sick, and sometimes stretched out his hand to grab Bai Hemian's wrist, urging him to walk faster.

Bai Hemian was full of preoccupations, and every time he met a man's gaze, he would curl up the corners of his lips with a half-smile.

In the end, Qian Shan closed the bedroom door for them, Er Ye Feng rolled his wheelchair to the window, and turned to look at Bai Hemian.

Perhaps he hadn't recovered from the revelation of Nengsheng's secret, but when he noticed Erye Feng's gaze, he glared at him fiercely.

At that moment, Second Master Feng was not only not angry, but also laughed silently.

Just such a glance can really control his whole life.

"Can we talk now?" Bai Hemian threw the suit jacket on the bed, and leaned lazily on the side of the bed, "Second Master Feng, what deal do you want to make with me?"

"Why do you say it's a transaction?"

Bai Hemian snorted: "Second Master, our Bai family used to be in business, and every time we encountered a similar situation, it was the best choice to turn hostility into friendship."

"...There is no point in hurting both sides. You don't want me to tell about your pretending to be sick, and I don't want you to tell others that I am a fertile man." He brushed the broken hair on his forehead, took a deep breath, "tell me , what do you want me to do?"

Bai Hemian put it bluntly, and Feng Erye stopped playing around in circles: "You and my marriage must last for one year."

"That's it?" He raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and untied the pocket watch chain on the vest, "It's not very difficult."

After finishing speaking, he also took off his vest: "However, you have to promise me that you will not touch me within this year, otherwise I will go to the newspaper office and expose the matter of your pretending to be sick."

"Deal." Feng Laoer nodded without hesitation, "If I do something..."

"If you do something you shouldn't, give me the property of the Feng family." Bai Hemian continued, the familiar slyness of Master Feng flashed in his eyes, "Do you dare?"

The young master of the Bai family is full of bad ideas.

Feng Lao Er sighed, and pretended to be reluctant to respond: "Why don't you dare? I'll go get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone now, and write down everything you said."

Bai Hemian was a little relieved, and let Erye Feng go to the next door in the wheelchair to get a pen and paper, then wrote down the conditions proposed by both parties, and then stamped his fingerprints one by one.

Bai Hemian felt that he had a heart disease, carefully folded the paper with wet ink on it, and stuffed it into the pocket of his close-fitting clothes.

After seeing him finish all this, Second Master Feng rolled the wheelchair to the side of the bed, supported the side of the bed with both hands, and sat down on the side of the bed with ease.

"What are you going to do?" Bai Hemian was alert for a moment, and at the same time glanced at Feng Erye's legs in distaste, "Are you still pretending?"

"You and I are husband and wife, so naturally we have to sleep together." Feng Laoer only answered his first question.

"Okay." Bai Hemian reluctantly moved his buttocks to the side of the bed, thinking that Second Master Feng would never make a big deal out of the family property, so he didn't set up any more defenses, just murmured sullenly, "I want to change clothes, you turn around."

"Okay." Second Master Feng obediently turned his back.

Bai Hemian quickly took off his shirt. Knowing that Feng Laoer couldn't see him, he cautiously huddled under the quilt and took off his pants, then picked up the folded cheongsam and put it on his body like a thief.

From an angle that Bai Hemian couldn't see, Second Master Feng took out a small mirror from his arms and held it in front of his eyes, so he could just see his tattooed back.

That piece of snow-white skin was covered with cyan leaves, flowers of the same color bloomed among the branches and leaves, and a few of them clinged to his slender butterfly bones, revealing a seductive scarlet faintly.

Second Master Feng's eyes darkened a little.

Although there is only a thin quilt between them, the gap is not even filled by the Nuwa stone.

"Second Master, why do you think it's not good for you to pretend to be lame?" Bai Hemian put on the bright red cheongsam, his tone became much lighter. When he looked at Feng Er Er, he vaguely saw the man stuffing something into it. into his arms.

Bai Hemian thought it was the paper they had just finished printing their handprints, and didn't take it seriously: "How inconvenient."

"It's inconvenient to be a cripple." Second Master Feng lay flat on the outside of the bed, quietly watching Bai Hemian who was crawling around and spreading the quilt on the bed, his eyes gradually softened, "But it's even more inconvenient to be a healthy person. "

"What?" Bai Hemian was stunned, and immediately interrupted Feng Laoer's explanation, "Don't tell me, I don't want to know your Feng family's secret."

He lie down lying down deceiving himself: "The deal between you and me is very simple, don't get involved with anything else."

Second Master Feng couldn't help laughing.

Bai Hemian lay down for a few minutes, turning over like pancakes. It was only one or two o'clock in the afternoon, which was perfect for a nap, but half of Feng's second secret was told, and the other half was hanging on. He refused to listen to the explanation, but after lying down, his mind turned uncontrollably.

The Feng family covered the sky with one hand in Jinling City, and even took over the entire southern power, but a few years ago, the boss Feng died heroically during the suppression of the bandits. crippled news.

So in the eyes of outsiders, there is only one young Feng family left, although he is not a playboy, but his qualifications are far inferior to those of his two elder brothers.

"What do you think?"

Bai Hemian woke up from contemplation, looked at Second Master Feng who was close at hand, shrank back uncomfortably: "It's nothing."

"What do you want to know, just ask me directly."

"You're so kind?" Bai Hemian rolled her eyes.

Feng Erye pursed his lips and smiled: "As long as you... take a step back."

"Take a step back?"

"Well, if you want to know why I pretend to be sick, let me kiss you." Feng Erye said the most shameless words with the most gentle face on his face, "In this way, you asked questions beyond the contract, I did something that was against the agreement, and it's even."

While speaking, Feng Lao Er put his hand on Bai Hemian's waist.

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