Chapter 178: I'm not used to sleeping with people

Chapter 178 I'm Not Used to Sleeping with People
"..." It's not impossible. My heart rises weak and sullen. Feng Qingbai lowers her head to find the woman's lips.
"Wind cypress ..." Liu Yusheng's legs softened.
The lips were caught by the man, biting and licking gently, breathing was entangled, and the gradual rush was rapid.
The temperature in the air started to rise ...
The girl had opened her lips to greet his predatory, Feng Qingbai was about to taste deeply, and knocked on the door.
"Huh? Huh, are you asleep?"
Liu Yusheng froze and immediately pushed the man away.
Feng Qingbai, "..."
After calming down his breath, Liu Yusheng made no incident. "Er, I'm going to sleep. Is there something wrong?"
"I'll sleep with you tonight. You haven't come back so long since you left the house. I can't talk to you."
"Ah? Oh, okay! I'll light it up when you wait." Liu Yusheng's heart was panicking and he pushed the man out of the window, "Come out! Come on! Don't get caught!"
"..." Feng Qingbai wanted to hit someone.
Obviously, they are in love with each other, and the result is that he seems to be stealing love!
Let him have the urge to immediately show his position, but his little girl panicked like that, and he just looked at him, but he couldn't help her, and he couldn't bear her.
The grand regent, drilled the window and left like a thief.
I thought it was boring enough, returned to the second hospital, and there was a surprise waiting for him.
Uncle Yue and Uncle Liu shot the door at the door of his room.
"Two uncles, my uncle should have fallen asleep. I rushed back from these long journeys. I was very tired. My uncle fell asleep and didn't wake up easily." Next, the boy was blocking.
"I can't wake him up with such a loud clap? How deep must he sleep!"
"Extremely tired, can you still hear? It's possible to hit the thunder!"
"You also traveled long distances, how could you not see you tired?" You can still play with energy and stop them now!
Feng Mo paused, "My uncle is old ..."
Feng Qingbai squeezed her eyebrows fiercely, flew twice again, and jumped into the room from the rear window.
Unbuttoned the outer shirt and threw it on the bed. He pulled the neatly folded quilt and went out to open the door.
"Uncle Liu, why are you looking for me so late?" The door opened, and Feng Qingbai stood inside the door in a white coat. At first glance, the moon was distressed.
Liu Da suspiciously looked at the man up, down, left, and right, Liu Er looked directly into the room with a probe, "Did you just sleep? Really asleep?"
Feng Qingbai bowed his head.
"I'll sleep with you tonight." Said Liu Da was going to the room, stopped by Feng Qingbai's hand.
"Uncle Liu, I'm not used to sleeping with people." The bed was cold, and I could tell that no one was there just now.
"Then you sleep with you, I'm sitting beside."
Liu Er immediately stated, "Brother, I'll accompany you tonight!"
"Uncle Liu is an elder. How can I fall asleep but let you sit all night." Feng Qingbai was helpless, and then said, "Otherwise, you sleep with Mo Feng. His room is next door. Uncle Liu is not at night. If you can be assured, you can come and give me a captivity. "
Mo Feng, who was lying down, "..." finished. He just said that the uncle was old and was heard. This was revenge.
Liu Da Liu Er, "..." Is this kid inadvertent or intent? Seeing that they came to stare at people? Why did they find a quilt? Why does it sound so ironic?
However, this boy did not like the disposition to sleep with others since he was young. They all know that it is okay to sleep with him next door, as long as he can stare at people!
This evening, Feng Moyu was pitifully squeezed into the corner of the bed. Uncle Huang knew that he was used to sleeping alone from a young age, and never squeezed a bed with other people. He was sure that this was the revenge, too much! Until he fell asleep, Feng Moyu was full of resentment, and in his dreams he dreamed of crying and crying.
In the morning, the voices in the yard broke the tranquility.
Mrs. Liu got up early in the morning, and she prepared the incense paper money, and together with Chen Xiulan's cuckoo, she was busy worshipping the sacrifices.
After everything was ready, I went to the Second Courtyard to wake up Feng Qingbai.
Today I'm going to worship Asura.
Liu Yusheng also went with him. If he hadn't returned for so many years, he should have remembered his mother. I just could n’t help myself, I could n’t even return to worship.
When it comes to Qingming Festival, is he uncomfortable standing alone in the cold palace?
On the way to the cemetery, many villagers were encountered along the way. Mrs. Liu explained that she wanted to worship the ancestors, and let the ancestors bless everything in the family and make it happen.
Still the hillside.
Behind the mountain is still a solitary grave.
Because the time was too long, the grave should have collapsed, and then it was piled up with mud and well maintained.
The grave was cleaned up. The weeds on the grave were cut off, and only a short stubble was grown. A clearing was cleared in front of the grave to facilitate the burning of incense paper. There are some paper money fragments scattered after the previous worship.
Feng Qingbai clenched his palms, and his heart was filled with speechless gratitude.
He hasn't been able to return in these years, but the Liu family has been helping him worship his kin and doing his part of filial piety.
So that she wouldn't be alone, she wouldn't even have a fragrant person.
Feng Moyu followed him, without speaking all the way, worshiping his ancestors, the atmosphere was dull.
It's so boring that people don't have the mood to laugh and go to a relaxed atmosphere.
When he saw the clumsy and tomb, he felt an inexplicable sorrow in his heart and thought of his father and mother.
They are a royal family and have their place in the royal tomb after death.
Every year the royal family sacrifices their ancestors. He will bring the Manchu culture and martial arts, incense them, read the epilogues, to prove that they have been remembered by future generations.
But as a member of the royal family, the uncle's wife can only lie here alone, like a lonely ghost, and has no clear name until death.
Xu Shi was afraid of revenge, and even the tombstone was not erected.
Uncle Huang must be very uncomfortable.
Maybe even worse than him.
Compared to this, except for the harshness and indifference of the uncle, he felt that the uncle was a bit pitiful.
Put the offerings one by one in front of the grave, light the incense candle, and pour a glass of sake. Madam Liu looked at the small grave bag in front of her and sighed.
Wan Rong, Asiu is back. This child, who hasn't seen her for nine years, has grown into an adult.
The birth is good, handsome, tall, with eyes that look like you, sober and sensible.
Everything is fine with him, and you are at ease under Jiuquan.
Feng Qingbai walked to the front of the curtain, drew her clothes on her knees, and slowly knelt down. When Feng Moyun saw this, she went to her knees.
Here, in Xinghua Village, he is not the emperor, he is just the nephew of Feng Qingbai.
A half-large, ignorant boy.
This kneeling is not flattering and has nothing to do with it.
It is his respect for a mother.
A tribute to a mother willing to leave riches and honors for her children.
(End of this chapter)