Su Hua turned his head and stared at Feng Jing. This guy was honest about his origin and deceived her. She had to torment him. Don’t think that being handsome can be forgiven. It’s not that being handsome can do whatever he wants. It’s just that being handsome can be rich.

She doesn't care about money either.

Let's see how she tormented him.

"Madam, you..."

"Shut up!" Su Huan turned around, reached out and pinched Feng Jing's lips, and pinched it like a platypus. "What a lady is not a lady? I'm not sure if you are my man yet, so don't scream."

"Wuwuwu." Feng Jing nodded obediently, conveying a kind look that he hoped his wife could understand, and let go quickly.

Su Hua let go, "The voice is wrong, the appearance is wrong, and even... the height is a little... taller than before."

Damn, can such high-tech poison be produced in ancient times? Su Hua looked up and down at the young white-faced Feng Jing.

"You, hey, you are in the house, don't be allowed to come out, I'll go out." Su Hua picked up the clothes and put them on, secretly pushed open the door, and walked out. She was not worried that Feng Jing would run away at all.

When he came back, Feng Jing had already put on a black coat, which looked much colder than when he was wearing only white underwear. He was not as delicate as when he was wearing only white... tender.

Unable to think of a suitable adjective, Su Hua felt that he was indeed not educated enough, so he only had one sentence, Cao Cao.

No, she could still squeeze out a few beautiful idioms to force it to praise Feng Jing, who was dressed in black. She was heroic, had a jade-like face, starry eyes, and starry eyes. Forget it, the more you look at it, the more you look, the more handsome you become.

"Madam, what have you gone out to do?" A trace of worry and uneasiness appeared on the handsome face, which was as angular as a carved face, and Su Huan felt soft-hearted.

No, she can't be soft-hearted. She is not an incompetent person who just sees handsome guys!

"Dengdeng, please see!" She raised the inkstone in her hand, and her movements were as standard as Fahai raised the bowl and received the White Snake, so elegant and ruthless that she almost shouted "The Great Powerful Tianlong".

"?" Feng Jing twitched his lips and waved his hands unconsciously, "Madam, you shouldn't be thinking..."

"Yes, as you think, I just want to do that."

"No."

"want."

"I really don't want it."

"This question is not whether you want it or not, it is because I want it. In order to verify the true body, I can only make you feel a little wronged. Who made my ugly man fall in love with such a fool?" Su Hua turned around, put the inkstone on the table, put the water in the kettle a little bit in the inkstone, and grind it roughly and wrote it down.

Feng Jing's eyelids were twitching. He was not a person who cared about his face. He used to worry about this picture that would be watched everywhere he went, and he was worried about his ignorant face. So after he became ugly, everyone avoided him and he was quite at ease.

But, "Madam, the inkstone you hold in your hand is not the one with sand last time, right?"

"Oh, yes, this inkstone is sandy. My brother is not good at writing. It has never been useful to put it at home. Now it is useful to test your true body. Don't worry, just a few grains of sand will not be able to break your skin."

He was not worried about Sha. What he was worried about was Su Huan's hand strength, so she might be able to press Sha into his pores.

"Come here." Su Huan studied the ink and waved his hand. Feng Jing took a deep breath and walked to her. Su Huan hooked his feet and hooked a stool behind Feng Jing. "Sit down, sister, I'll give you a tan makeup that is not afraid of the sun."

"..." Feng Jing closed his eyes, lifted the hair in front of him, and let Su Huan do whatever he wanted on his face.

The lie you tell, the woman you rely on, the cause you sow, will have to eat this fruit yourself.

The cold liquid with the aroma of ink was applied without any blind spots on Feng Jing's face. Su Huan's control over the water was very good, and he did not put in ink into places that should not be applied.

Su Hua was very satisfied with his operation. He felt that it was more careful and delicious than when he used a brush to brush the barbecue with a brush when he was grilling.

His dark face has a bit of the smell of Bao Gong in movies and TV series.

Feng Jing opened his eyes and made his eyes look more vivid and whiter. As soon as he opened his mouth, his teeth looked very white. "Okay, can you tell? In fact, although the poison I was infected with can change my voice and make my appearance ugly, the outline did not change much, and his facial features did not change. He just had a birthmark. My wife, now it can be seen that my husband is your husband."

"Oh no." Su Huan slapped his forehead with annoyance.

"Madam, what's wrong?" Feng Jing stood up worriedly, held Su Huan, stopped her and continued to pat her head. He was not smart at all, what if it continued to deteriorate? Cough cough, I can't let her know.

Su Huan pouted aggrievedly, with innocent and helpless eyes, "I drew the wrong way. My ugly man is just a yin-yang face. Half of his face is just yellow, not as white as it is now, but not black. There is only one side with a black birthmark, but I just painted your entire face..."

"...It's okay, I'll clean it, just draw it again."

"Then I'll bother you."

"It's okay, it's my fault, it's me that I forgot to remind you when you paint."

Xiaobian, the attitude of admitting mistakes is quite good, but don’t think that I will let you go!

Su Huan made a face to Feng Jing who was walking towards the washbasin and stuck out his tongue.

However, Feng Jing was not stupid either. He only washed half of his face, and half of his plan to mock Su Huan was ruined.

"How is it, does it look like it now?"

"It's not natural. The lower half of the face is too white and the upper part is too dark. Now it's really a yin-yang face."

"What should I do?"

"Wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen."

Feng Jing had a bad guess in his heart, "You shouldn't go get ginger?"

Sometimes Su Hua really doubted that Feng Jing was the insect in her belly, "How do you know?"

"Putting ginger juice can make your skin turn yellow."

Su Hua nodded, "Yes, that's what it means, wait, I'll be back soon."

Feng Jing sat on the stool in despair. He could see that Su Huan was just playing with him and punishing him.

However, he could only cooperate obediently to calm her down.

Reflect on yourself, what would he do if he encountered such a situation?

One day I woke up and found that the person next to me had changed, his voice had changed, and his figure had changed...

If the other party said he was poisoned before, would he believe it?

I definitely won't believe it.

He was afraid that he would ask someone to come in and arrest him and put him in prison and torture him.

It was actually quite good for Su Huan to do this, and she must have recognized herself, otherwise she would not have left him in the room like this and left the room twice.

Thinking of this, Feng Jing felt that she had misunderstood Su Huan. She was actually not stupid, at least she could recognize him.
Chapter completed!