Chapter 231: Who Are You Holding Hands With?
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“What should we do? But 1 want…” Feng Sheng’s hand stopped moving, but his hot lips moved to Luo Yangyang’s ear.
His low and hoarse voice seemed to have a magical power to it. When his hot breath blew into Luo Yangyang’s ears, her small shoulders shrank unconsciously.
Luo Yangyang’s face was red and she did not dare to meet Feng Sheng’s gaze.”Settle it yourself.”
She didn’t know what to do. She only knew that the Feng family’s old residence was too dangerous. They couldn’t do anything reckless.
“Settle it yourself?” Feng Sheng automatically understood it as ‘think of a way to solve it yourself.’ A smirk flashed across his cold eyes.” You said so yourself.”
Luo Yangyang immediately sensed that something was wrong.
However, before she could react, Feng Sheng carried her and shifted his feet a few times. Both of them fell onto the soft bed.
Meanwhile, Luo Yangyang was pinned down by Feng Sheng.
“Don’LHmm…” Luo Yangyang wanted to persuade Feng Sheng not to do anything rash, but the moment she said it, he stopped her completely.
When Feng Sheng kissed her pink lips forcefully, he did not forget to comfort her with a hoarse voice.”Be good, don’t move. 1’11 change your clothes.”
As he comforted her, his big hand grabbed her coat. Under his elegant movements, the buttons fell apart under his hands.
“No, I’ll do it myself… You know how to change…” Luo Yangyang twisted her small body and tried to struggle, but it did not seem to work.
Luo Yangyang was no match for Feng Sheng in terms of strength.
In the end, it was Feng Sheng who helped Luo Yangyang change into the cheongsam.
Even though the old house had a heater, Feng Sheng had carefully pasted a few warm pads on Luo Yangyang’s body to prevent her from freezing.
After he finally helped Luo Yangyang change into her qipao, Feng Sheng sat on the bed and looked at Luo Yangyang, who was standing in front of him. Her face was red and she did not dare to look at him. He felt his blood boiling again.
She stood quietly and obediently in front of him. Her face was red and her head was slightly lowered. Her waist-length hair was casually let down.
The straight and smooth hair that poured down seemed to fall into his heart, silently arousing the tenderness in his heart.
“Do you want your hair tied up?” Feng Sheng’s dark eyes were bottomless. He grabbed Luo Yangyang’s little hand and pulled her over.
He closed his legs, trapping her slender legs between them.
“Pan? I don’t know how to make a plate.” Luo Yangyang blinked her big, clear eyes and looked at Feng Sheng innocently.
Usually, she tied her hair into a ponytail. She felt that it was too complicated to do it up, so she had never learned how to do it.
“I know how to plate.” Feng Sheng stood up.
“All?” Luo Yangyang was shocked as if she had seen a ghost.
Feng Sheng walked to the sofa and picked up a black sandalwood hairpin from the flat box of the cheongsam.
He walked back to Luo Yangyang, who was still standing by the bed. He stood on top of her and reached out his hand to touch her long, soft hair.
“Do you really know how to play?” Luo Yangyang felt like she had discovered a new continent.
“We’ll know once we try.” Feng Sheng would never tell Luo Yangyang.
A few days ago, he went online and happened to see a video that taught people how to make hairpins.
Thinking of the little thing’s waist-length hair that was often let down, he clicked on it for some reason.
In less than a minute, when Feng Sheng neatly coiled a retro hair accessory, Luo Yangyang looked at herself in the mirror and was shocked again.
Feng Sheng had tied her hair up with just a hairpin, and it looked so beautiful.
He was a grown man, wasn’t he a little too clever?
“Let’s go.” Feng Sheng led Luo Yangyang, who was still in shock, out.
Luo Yangyang followed Feng Sheng down the stairs. During this time, she wanted Feng Sheng to stop holding her hand, but Feng Sheng insisted on holding it, so she had no choice.
Feng Sheng held Luo Yangyang’s hand and ignored his siblings who were having fun in the plum blossom garden. The two of them walked along the corridor toward the main house.
“Big Brother, come over and play!”
A little boy about nine years old happened to see the two people on the corridor. The child-like child opened his mouth and shouted.
The boy’s cheerful voice attracted the attention of the others. He only noticed Luo Yangyang who was beside Feng Sheng after he shouted.. He then called out innocently,””Big brother, who are you holding hands with? Big sister-in-law?”