Feng Yanqing didn't expect him to say this, and couldn't help but be stunned. After a moment, his face turned red and his eyes were shy. There was no need to admit it, and this action said everything.

"Although you are the adopted daughter of my second uncle and have no blood relationship with me. You think you can get my mother's favor and get closer to me step by step. You are wrong! If I tell my mother your thoughts, do you think she will accept you happily? In her eyes, you are not much nobler than Kang Anan! If my mother knows your thoughts, what do you think she will treat you?"

"I..." Feng Yanqing opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to argue. He gradually turned his eyes red, and he twisted his head and simply refused to admit it. "Brother Qi Ze, I only regard you as my brother, and I don't have any other thoughts."

"Is that true?" Feng Qize curled her chin and brushed her little face with tears on her fingertips, as if she didn't care about her denial. "You can like me, as long as you don't let me hate you. Remember what I said. If you dare to do something bad to Kang An'an in secret, I will let you get out wherever you go!"

After saying that, he left directly, Feng Yanqing looked at the distant back with a resentment, and his ten fingers were clenched into the soil.

...

After experiencing the past, Kang Anan had no mood of having fun anymore. Feng Junran asked the monk to find two rooms to live in. Kang Anan to sleep with one room and Feng Junran to sleep with one room. This was the first time they had a separate room after marriage. Kang Anan was very strange. He was obviously sleepy, but he couldn't sleep. Could it be because he had his uncle around him at so many nights?

Feng Junran is also unable to sleep. Perhaps because his side is suddenly empty, or perhaps because Feng Qize said that his mother was sick had an impact on him, so he was also unable to sleep.

Before he knew it, it was almost midnight, and Kang Anan was still sleepy, so he put on a piece of clothes and sat up from the bed. At this time, a strange noise suddenly came from the beam of the room. Kang Anan thought he had hallucinations and listened carefully to the movement. Did there be any thief enter the temple? Kang Anan became more and more afraid the more he thought about it, so he suppressed his fear and got out of bed. Just as he was about to take a step, he heard a thunderous sound, and there was something that could move under his feet and his eyes were emitting. Kang Anan was so scared that he screamed.

"What's wrong?" Feng Junran hurriedly ran out of the room when she heard the voice. Her white silk bedclothes wrapped around her slender and upright body, messy but not loose. Her clothes were wide open, and her sexy collarbone appeared. She was as hazy as a beauty who had been sleeping for a hundred years. She was also as ignorant as a baby's eyes opened after she came to the world. She was beautiful but not charming, clean but not dirty, and her temperament was noble.

Such a beautiful scenery was barely destroyed by a rat. Kang Anan didn't care about appreciating it and rushed over, "Uncle - old... rat..."

What she feared most in her life was the mouse, not to mention that the mouse suddenly fell in front of her, which really made her feel scared.

Seeing Kang An safe and sound, Feng Junran breathed a sigh of relief and let her hold it. The mouse seemed to be fascinated by the man's beauty. He blinked his bean-sized eyes and stared at Feng Junran without hiding or hiding, until he was shot by the popped silver needle. The four hooves turned and died. The eyes were still wide open, and he stared at the two of them. He was really a romantic ghost.

"Okay, it's dead." Feng Junran said as she raised her sleeves, and the palm wind blew from the bottom of her sleeve to a crepe on the wooden frame. The crepe was like a butterfly, covering exactly on the rat's body, blocking the disgusting sight.

"..." Kang Anan shook his head, still unwilling to come out of Feng Junran's arms. After a long time of greasiness, he realized the man's sexy. His face was against his uncle's chest. Through a thin layer of cloth, he could feel strong and concave like scallops. He held his uncle's waist muscles with clear and tight lines, making people unable to let go of it. When he breathed, the fragrance of herbs was filled with nostalgia. A hint of shame gradually floated on her cheeks.

Feeling that Kang Anan was so scared, Feng Junran did not insist anymore. Instead, he followed her and patted her back. After her mood stabilized, he spoke again, "Anan, where did you go to hold Meng Yu with scissors? It's just a mouse."

Kang Anan seemed to hear a low laugh above her head, and suddenly felt very embarrassed, so she struggled out of Feng Junran's arms and raised her little face. She saw that the smile that she could not hold back was hidden in the corner of her mouth. It was pure and clean, and she was like a lotus. She pinched her fingers and told herself not to indulge, and said in a stubborn manner, "Uncle, I don't want to sleep in this room, I want to be with you."

After saying that, he looked at Feng Junran nervously, afraid that he would be angry or disagree.

Feng Junran sighed lightly, and inadvertently closed the half-open collar, with a hint of unnaturalness on his face. He turned around first, and saw Kang Anan still standing still, raised his eyebrows and said, "Will you leave?"

"Oh!" Kang Anan came back to his senses, followed lightly, and pink bubbles appeared in front of his eyes.

Thanks to the mouse, Kang Anan got up early the next morning and plucked up the courage to come to her room last night to check. Fortunately, the mouse had not been cleaned up yet.

Kang Anan installed the mouse with a dustpan and a broom, then found a place where no one was going to dig a hole and bury it. After everything was done, she clapped her hands and took out a stick of incense and lit it, then clasped her hands and chanted,

"Amitabha, Amitabha, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Who scared me? But I will burn incense sticks for you so that you won't have to be a mouse in the next life, Amitabha!"

"What are you doing?"

The sudden sound made Kang Anan tremble all over her body in frightened. She quickly turned her head, but saw someone she never wanted to see in her life.

"Why are you?" Kang Anan frowned, obviously not welcomed this person.

"You were surprised to see me?" Murong Yuntian leaned forward and opened his lips with a smile. "I am the most nostalgic person. I miss you very much during this period!" His smile was a little shy, as pure as a child. Looking at his smile, he felt that he was a particularly warm person, but Kang Anan knew that Murong Yuntian could only pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and the danger was even greater than his uncle.

"Criminal Murong, I am just a pregnant woman. I have offended you before, so I would like to have a lot of them." Kang Anan closed his eyes and hated his eyebrows, like an obedient little maid.

"Then tell me, what are you doing?"

After going around and going around, Kang Anan wished he could come forward and tear the pretty face that was not flat. She took a deep breath, looked up, and smiled brightly, "Class Murong, what can I do? It's just to pray for my children in my belly and my husband." He specially emphasized the word "husband", hoping that Murong Yuntian could restrain himself in view of his uncle's face.

However, she was wrong. After hearing the words of children and husband, Murong Yuntian's face suddenly darkened, his eyes were covered with haze, and he even deliberately walked to Kang An'an's side for a few steps, locking her tightly. After seeing the look of fear on Kang An'an's face, he regained his smile, "One of my shortcomings is that I am curious. The more you hide it from me, the more I want to know." As he said that, his eyes turned to the pile of new soil behind Kang An'an, as if Kang An'an had buried some treasure.

"Murrong... Master, I really didn't hide anything there." Kang Anan stuttered, as if he was afraid that Murong Yuntian would know, and even his body moved unconsciously with Murong Yuntian's eyes, which seemed to be stupid like no silver here.

"Is that true?" Murong Yuntian naturally didn't believe it. He pulled Kang An'an aside, with confidence in his eyes, "When I dig out the evidence, you will convince you!"

"Crown Prince Murong, don't, there's really nothing, your hands are dirty."

Kang Anan repeatedly dissuaded him, as if he was anxious.

Murong Yun came forward with awesomeness, picked up a wooden stick, bent over and digged up the soil. The more Kang Anan didn't want him to see, the more he wanted to know what she buried.

Seeing Murong Yuntian's serious and careful appearance, Kang Anan couldn't help but cover his mouth, for fear that he would laugh out loud, and his little face turned red.

The mouse was buried very shallowly, and soon Murong Yuntian pried the grave. As Murong Yuntian digged, he saw a dead mouse, staring at him, and couldn't help but throw away the stick, took a step back, and then leaned over and retching.

"Haha!" Kang Anan couldn't help but burst out laughing, and said while laughing, "Class Murong, has no one told you that curiosity kills the cat?"
Chapter completed!