Being a Lady of an Influential Family

In the festively decorated new room, Leng Sa changed into her pajamas after washing and sat cross-legged on the bed, with one hand still on her knee and her chin propped up, looking at the man sitting across from her.

Although it was very late now, there was still a faint noise coming from a distance, obviously the wedding banquet tonight had not yet ended.

However, Fu Fengcheng's courtyard was very quiet, and at this moment, only the bride and groom were left in the new house.

Fu Fengcheng was sitting not far from the bed with a cup of tea, calmly looking at the generous woman without the slightest bit of shyness.

The beauty of the third miss of the Leng family is obvious to all, and her reputation spread far and wide after her stunning dance at the Anlan University celebration. The girl's eyebrows are exquisite and picturesque, and after washing off her makeup, she looks even more delicate and charming, with a bit of the beauty and haze of a lotus in water. Under the flickering candlelight, those star-like eyes were made even more beautiful and charming.

Leng Sa coughed lightly, met Fu Fengcheng's scrutinizing gaze without avoiding it, "Young Master Fu, I think... we should have a good talk."

The man in front of him had sword-shaped eyebrows, his eyes were like the deep sea, and the scar on the edge of his eyebrows was like a sharp blade, making his whole person look more and more aggressive like an unsheathed saber.

Leng Sa's heart with no integrity is jumping wildly, masculine and charming, a bit unbearable.

"What are you talking about?" Fu Fengcheng said calmly, his voice low and pleasant.

"Of course, who owns the bed? Let me tell you first, I will never sleep on the sofa or the floor." Although the Fu family's courtyard is old, the interior decoration is not completely antique. After all, ordinary people would enjoy it, let alone a family like the Fu family? The Fu family has all the things in those new-style villas, but the appearance looks more primitive.

Fu Fengcheng's bedroom was very large, and it was divided into two inner rooms. The inner room is naturally a high bed with soft pillows and a wardrobe dressing table, etc., but the outer room is almost a small reception room. There's a collection of sofas that have a quaint feel but are quite nice, perfect for someone's bed.

"Oh? You mean I sleep on the sofa or on the floor?"

"Otherwise... we can sleep in separate rooms." Leng Sa hugged the quilt and stared closely at Fu Fengcheng. If it was occupied, it was hers. Don't want her to give up the comfortable big bed.

Fu Fengcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, "If I remember correctly, we just got married."

But you can't.

"Don't worry, Young Master, I think I will fulfill my duties as a good wife in front of outsiders. In private, let's not worry too much about it. It's easy to hurt feelings if you care about it."

"In front of outsiders?" Fu Fengcheng repeated these words with great interest, "That is to say, in private, you are not going to fulfill your obligations as a wife?"

Leng Sa said: "I thought we had already reached a consensus on this kind of thing before we got married. Mr. Fu wouldn't really have a crush on me, could he? I'm self-aware." For the sake of a man's face, Master Leng really endured the humiliation Yes, Master Leng was very moved.

"You are smart." Fu Fengcheng said.

Leng Sa smiled like a flower, "Then it's settled."

Fu Fengcheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Who made the decision with you?"

Leng Sa was displeased, "What else do you want? It's very late, I've been tired all day. I need to go to bed first, do you want me to push you outside?"

Fu Fengcheng remained silent.

Without saying a word, Leng Sa assumed that he had agreed, got up and got out of bed, and walked towards Fu Fengcheng, "You should also have a good rest, and we will talk about tomorrow if you have any more quilts. It doesn't matter if you take it away." Anyway, in this weather, it won't be cold without a quilt, so let him be generous.

Just as he reached out to hold the wheelchair, a hand suddenly grabbed it. Leng Sa narrowed her eyes slightly and raised her hand to hold the hand he extended, "What do you mean?"

The two were standing and sitting one by one, and they fought seven or eight rounds in an instant. Leng Sa relied on the condescending advantage to press Fu Fengcheng into the wheelchair, and a sharp hairpin in the other hand pressed against his neck. But at the same time, there was an extra gun in Fu Fengcheng's hand, which happened to be on her waist.

The first real attempt to test it was evenly matched.

"Explain!" Leng Sa said coldly.

Ma Dan! A man with a gun in the bridal chamber is a dog!

Fu Fengcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "I want to sleep on the bed."

Just for this? !

Leng Sa wished she could pick up the teapot on the table and smash it directly on his forehead, just for this crap, this dog man pointed a gun at her? !

Leng Sa chuckled, and moved slightly closer to Fu Fengcheng. For a moment, the distance between the two of them was audible. Fu Fengcheng frowned and leaned back slightly, opening the distance between the two of them.

"Sorry, I didn't know that Young Master Fu would still accept a bed at such an age."

"so?"

Leng Sa sneered, "Or let's fight again, whoever wins will listen to whoever wins?" Want her to sleep on the sofa? There are no doors!

The four eyes met, and they both saw a bit of determination in each other's eyes, and it was obvious that no one was going to give in to the other.

After a while, Fu Fengcheng frowned suddenly, "Let's not talk about this for now."

"What do you want to say?" Isn't this the only thing they have to solve now?

"How long do you want to hold me down?"

Leng Sa raised her eyebrows, and looked down at their current appearance.

Fu Fengcheng was sitting in a wheelchair, and when she pressed Fu Fengcheng into the wheelchair, she was almost stuck together with others. This posture... Leng Sa suddenly hooked his lips into a smile, "Looking at it this way, First Young Master Fu is really attractive. If you are willing to... sleep with me, it is actually not impossible."

Seeing Fu Fengcheng's sudden change of color, Leng Sa consciously finally realized the joy of Qinghu molesting handsome men.

Even if it is rumored that Yinhu has a cold personality and eyes above the top, it does not mean that she is really a serious person. After all, birds of a feather flock together, in a concentration camp for nymphomaniacs, snake spirits, and mentally disabled patients, Leng Sa dare not think that he is a normal person.

Fu Fengcheng suddenly laughed lowly, "If you want to seduce me, why don't you wait for two more years. After all, men are not interested in..." His eyes circled around her with a lot of meaning.

Leng Sa let go of Fu Fengcheng and stood up, sneered, his expression was extremely noble and glamorous, "Sorry, I didn't know that Young Master Fu likes nanny. But... are you sure you're okay?" The eyes that were threatening someone down the road were very unhealthy harmonious.

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped several degrees, and Fu Fengcheng's gloomy face became even colder.

The two stared at each other, and the tension in the new room seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Fengcheng suddenly lowered his eyes and let out a low laugh, "Even if I can't do it, it won't hurt anything. Madam, do you want to try?"

"Thank you, I like real gun combat." Leng Sa condescended, glanced at him expressionlessly, turned and went to the closet.

abnormal! rogue! Smelly shameless!

Was she just molested by this dog man? ! Where will I put my face if I don't go back to Master Leng?

Having said that, Miss Leng, who was looking down at the closet where no one was looking, also had a blush on her face.

When Leng Sa came back with a thin quilt, Fu Fengcheng had already sat on the bed, occupying a large area that originally belonged to Leng Sa.

Leng Sa snorted softly, sat back and lay down calmly, unfolded the quilt to cover her body, rolled on the bed and squeezed someone into it before falling asleep with the quilt in her arms.

Want Master Leng to admit defeat? Don't think about it!

What about snake spirit disease? Can't beat her again.

Fu Fengcheng, who was left aside, finally showed a look of disbelief on his handsome face. This woman...they had a fight just now, and she just fell asleep like this?

"Cold sa."

"ZZZZ..."

"Leng Mingyue!"

"zzz..."

"Cold..." Suddenly something slammed towards him, and Fu Fengcheng turned his head to avoid it. The woman who had just slept soundly had sat up from the bed, her face was cold, she stared at him gloomyly, and there seemed to be an inexplicable blackness emanating from her whole body.

"Fu, Feng, Cheng."

Fu Fengcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the woman in front of him.

"If you can't sleep, go out for a walk. If you disturb others' sleep, you will be punished by God, do you know?"

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and said the sentence he regretted the most in his more than twenty years of life, "If I...won't let you sleep?"

Leng Sa sneered suddenly, grabbed his skirt and pushed him down. Fu Fengcheng was a little surprised but did not resist, "What do you want to do?"

It's better not to resist!

Leng Sa pressed his shoulder accurately with one hand, and it was too late when Fu Fengcheng could not react well enough to resist.

"What do you want to do?" Fu Fengcheng asked. Fu Fengcheng suddenly discovered that this woman was more powerful in close combat than he had imagined.

Once you lose the initiative, it will be difficult to turn defeat into victory.

Leng Sa moved quickly, pulled off the rope tied to the mosquito net hook at the head of the bed, and tied it to Fu Fengcheng. While still talking casually, "Fuck... you."

"..."

Unable to resist, the youngest of the Fu family was tied into a rice dumpling for the first time in his life. Leng Sa's method of binding people is very professional, ensuring that most people will never be able to break free on their own.

What's more, Fu Fengcheng still had one hand that couldn't move, and after the binding was finished, he patted the fruit of his labor with satisfaction.

Leng Sa casually pulled the pillow towel next to her, as if threatening, "If you make too much noise, believe it or not, you'll even gag your mouth."

Fu Fengcheng's eyes were cold, as if he was saying "How dare you!".

It's a pity that the sleepy Leng Sa didn't care, threw away the pillow cover and yawned, "Forget it, you can bark if you like." Anyway, it wasn't her who was ashamed.

Pushing the person into the bed, he fell happily on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

"..."

In the new house of the young master of the Fu family, the bride and groom spent a healthy and harmonious night on their wedding night.

In the mansion outside Young Master Fu's courtyard, the guests who had not dispersed had a noisy and pleasant night.

The eldest young master is inconvenient and it is not easy to have a bridal chamber, so people flocked to the fourth young master's yard.

How miserable! so lucky!

Sa Sa: I sleep on the bed, you sleep on the sofa!

Fu Shao: I want to sleep in bed!

Sasha: I'll take the seat first, it's mine!

Fu Shao: The bed is mine!

Sa Sa: Fight?

Fu Shao: ... (os: Can't they be together? The bed is so big.)

A: If you can’t speak, talk more (os: It’s fun to die for a while, and it’s fun to die all the time.)

pss: On this special day today, can't everyone really send counting tickets to Lord Leng and Young Master Fu? (*￣3)(ε￣*)