The villain of Kuaishou is my treasure

Antique bedroom.

Xiao Rao sat leaning on the couch.

Feng Beimian stood in front of her stiffly.

The two raised each other, he lowered his eyes, and what he saw was a fair and pretty face, his reflection was all in the eyes of Yingying Fox, Xiao Rao... the woman who had him, ahem, in the rockery, was looking up at him .

She looked at him that day too.

Confused.

The face is dyed bright red.

Feng Beimian felt strange, he coughed hard twice, and said in a disguised way: "I, I... this servant was born so tall."

"Really? That's great, it's taller and stronger."

Xiao Rao murmured, seemingly envious.

Feng Beimian: ...

strong! !

His face flushed suddenly.

[Sister Rao, what are you going to do to Fengfeng? 】

9527 made a sound.

The voice carried... the expectation visible to the naked eye.

【do what?What do you think I can do to him? 】

Xiao Rao spoke softly, pretending to be a little white lotus, and blinked weakly and innocently.

She joked.

9527: […]

Speechless.

Xiao Rao then turned her gaze back to Feng Beimian, this guy, that day... day after day, as the one who ran away after sleeping and played the role of 'victim', she didn't dare to look at him too much.

Right now, he is dressed in a woman's dress and has 'cast himself into the net'.

Of course Xiao Rao would not be polite, she blinked her fox eyes, carefully looked at him from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, and even leaned forward to hold his hand, and asked him curiously, "Are you in my brother's study room?" waiter?"

"What's your name?"

"I, my name is Feng..."

The soft and boneless, delicate and smooth little hand suddenly touched his big hand, and the cold fingertips rubbed the thin callus of his palm. The familiar touch made Feng Beimian lose his mind for a moment, blurted out instinctively, and then reacted in an instant.

"My name is Xiaofeng!"

He paused.

"Oh, Xiaofeng~~hehe, you are not young~"

Xiao Rao spoke softly, as if pointing something.

Feng Beimian's face turned red, his heart was beating wildly, his chest was throbbing, and his body was stiff.

Miss Xiao is, what does it mean?

Is it lonely?

Xiao Rao, "Look at you, you are tall and your hands are bigger than mine. You shouldn't be called Xiaofeng, you should be called Dafeng!"

Feng Beimian: ...

Well, it's lonely and dirty!

He lowered his head in shame, with deep vertical lines on his brows.

Xiao Rao: ...

Looking at his blushing face almost without a smile, and the dark fire in his black eyes, he thought to himself: Oh, teasing men is really interesting and stress-relieving, it's not in vain for her to wait in the courtyard for so long.

Well worth the price of admission.

"What are you doing at my brother's place?" she asked again.

Feng Beimian was held by her and asked (molested) in a soft voice, feeling a lot of emotions in her heart.

Anyway, after living for so many years, he has never faced such a scene.

His biological mother died young, and he has never been so close to a woman before, and he has never used a maid to serve him personally.

"I, ahem, servants are serving pen and ink."

He said with difficulty.

"Serving pen and ink? So, you can read?"

Xiao Rao exclaimed, seemingly very happy.

Feng Beimian: "Yes, this servant can read."

Not only literacy, but the Four Books and Five Classics, Wen Tao Wu Lue, all involve some.

"Good literacy, you can read books with literacy, learn widely, and cultivate your sentiments. I have lived in this small courtyard for ten years. If I don't have books to accompany me, I don't know how lonely I would be!"

Xiao Rao sighed sincerely, looking lost.

Feng Beimian's eyes were dim, and she glanced around the room from the corner of her eye.

Outdated furniture, simple decoration, moss on the corner of the wall, paint on the dressing table, and missing tiles on the top of the head...

Ha ha.

What a rich and unparalleled servant mansion.

What a Xiao Jing who embezzled 10 taels of disaster relief money.

"The maidservant just learned a few words with the master, it's nothing..." Feng Beimian whispered, inexplicably wishing to wipe away, he didn't want to see the disappointed expression on Xiao Rao's face, so he quickly changed the subject and said: " Xu, uh, does the girl also like to read books?"

"Well, I like it."

I like reading storybooks the most!

Xiao Rao slightly raised her brows, and said softly, "In the West Wing, there are a few cabinets of old books left by my mother, which I have been keeping in compromise. If you like it, would you like to come with me to have a look?"

She is like a child offering treasure.

She smiled expectantly.

Feng Beimian couldn't bear to refuse, "Okay."

He nodded to himself.

The two stepped up and came to the west wing room. The layout was still very simple, but it added a bit of wildness. A few apricot blossoms full of spring were placed in the vases in the missing corners, and the new shoots of green willows filled the branches. Head, the window is half open, and a branch of spring comes in.

Xiao Rao brought out the preserved fruit to share with him.

"Try it, this is preserved peach, I made it myself."

With her slender pale fingertips, she picked up a red-orange candied peach and brought it to his lips.

Feng Beimian's face flushed red, and she retreated helplessly.

"Are you disgusted? Well, that's right. I'm a ten-year widow of the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha. In this mansion, even dogs can bark at me a few times. I, I..."

Xiao Rao was startled slightly, and sighed faintly.

"I don't dislike it!" Feng Beimian instinctively said loudly.

Xiao Rao, "Xiaofeng, don't be afraid, it doesn't matter if you dislike her, I will take care of it, and I won't blame you."

"I'm not good at all... Even my brother and sister-in-law think I'm unlucky. I invite you to come here, but I'm a little lonely. I've lived alone for a long time. Finally, someone can talk to me."

"I didn't mean to force you." She laughed softly at herself.

That dejected look really hurt Feng Beimian's heart, and he almost blurted out, "I don't mean to dislike you." Then, he lowered his head and took the preserved peach into his mouth.

Rich fragrance, soft waxy sweet bloom between the lips and tongue.

"Hey, you..."

Xiao Rao was slightly startled, and then burst into a sincere smile, as bright as the scorching sun, she pursed her vermilion lips, held the preserved fruit in her bare hands, and handed it to him sincerely, "Don't worry, if you like, I'll give them to you."

she laughs.

"You, you eat too."

Feng Beimian whispered, blushing.

Because she was too anxious just now, her thin lips accidentally touched Xiao Rao's finger.

"Ah."

Xiao Rao smiled slightly, picked up the preserved peach, slightly parted her red lips, and took two bites.

The bright red flesh rolled over in her vermilion lips.

Feng Beimian's face turned even redder.

The two of you took one bite, and I finished sharing the preserved peaches, Xiao Rao treated him more and more kindly, Feng Beimian selfishly felt that she should be too lonely, even if she was holding a maid, she would treat her as a friend...

Even, faintly flattering.

This is the daughter of the servant man's mansion, a dignified and noble lady, he can't help but feel pity for her appearance.

Xiao Rao seemed to be aware of it, and his attitude was even more intimate.

For one afternoon, the two of them were bored in the west wing, chatting and talking all over the world, until the sun fell and the clouds were singing, and the clouds were dyed by colorful clouds.

"Oh, it's so late."

Xiao Rao said softly.

Feng Beimian was very busy talking, he was a prince with a noble status, he never had such a long talk with others like this, he spoke freely, and he was a little unfulfilled, when he heard Xiao Rao's words, he casually glanced out of the window.

I thought: Well, it’s quite late, it’s time for dinner, let’s chat after we’re done...

"It's time to wash up!"

Xiao Rao said suddenly.

Feng Beimian: "..."

"You can accompany me."

Xiao Rao invited with a smile.

Feng Beimian: "..."

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