Chapter 1536: The old lady completely trusts Mao Qian

Since ancient times, it has been easy to kill but difficult to save.
The old lady is like a ubiquitous crisis, and if you know their plan, Feng Xiao will be more easily relieved.
Mao Qian decided to stay and watch the changes.
The old lady led Mao Qian out of Feng Siyue's room. The old lady looked back at Mao Qian. Although she was old, she looked at her sharply, "What do you think of Siyue's proposal?"
Mao Qian clenched his fists, hung his head, grieved but unwilling to speak, "I listen to the old lady."
When the old lady heard this, her lips twitched, "Good boy, we just made you feel wronged, but this is indeed the best way to avenge them, isn't it?"
Mao Qian nodded.
The old lady laughed, "Well, your menstrual period started two weeks ago, so these few days happen to be the best stage of pregnancy. Tonight, I will ask Ziqian to find you."
Mao Qian clenched his fists again, raised his head, looked at the old lady for a while, and finally nodded.
The old lady was only satisfied. In fact, if Mao Qian accepted her happily, the old lady would doubt her. On the contrary, the appearance of Mao Qian made the old lady trust her even more.
At night, Mao Qian sat in the room, awkward.
Then when he heard the footsteps, Feng Ziqian pushed the door and walked in. He saw Mao Qian still showing a mocking smile, "Tsk tsk, in order to avenge my uncle, you have worked hard!"
Mao Qian stood up, stepped back to the bed, watched Feng Ziqian stuttering, "You, you..."
Feng Ziqian went forward, "Don’t worry, I’ve had a lot of women, but my uncle’s woman, this is the first time, hehe, come on, let’s try, is it because he makes you comfortable or me? Make you more comfortable!"
As long as Feng Ziqian thought that his favorite Tang Xia was An Mu, and An Mu was still with his uncle, he felt like a fire in his heart.
Make him resent and resent.
Now, Mao Qian, a woman who grew up with her little uncle, suddenly made Feng Ziqian feel that she wanted to find face from her.
Feng Ziqian rushed forward, and as soon as he rushed forward, he felt a pain in the back of his neck.
Feng Ziqian suddenly fell into a trance on the bed.
Mao Qian, who was still weak and scared about to cry just now, raised his head, rubbed his wrist, looked at Feng Ziqian on the bed with disdain, curled his mouth, and fumbled for one in his baby. Something comes.
Mao Qian took this thing and leaned into Feng Ziqian's nose to let him smell it.
Feng Ziqian, who was lying on the bed of Maoqian, suddenly showed a trace of abnormal flushing, and then his body twisted on the bed, bulging up somewhere.
Mao Qian just held his arm like this, admiring Feng Ziqian's embarrassment, until Feng Ziqian's mouth made a series of moaning-groaning and gasping-breathing-sounds, until finally, completely released.
Seeing him gradually softening somewhere and going to school abroad, Mao Qian, who was open-minded, couldn't help but curl his lips, "It won't work so soon? It's too weak!"
The next day, when Feng Ziqian woke up, he saw Mao Qian staring at him with a pair of crying red and swollen eyes, looking at him weakly like a little rabbit.
Feng Ziqian frowned.
Last night...what happened, how could he not remember clearly?