Chapter 235: then grab her over.

In the style of Fengjiu, Feng Mohan threw the things on his hand to his sister. The light road said: "This is what Mann sent you, thank you."
Feng Yuexun curiously opened the bag. When she saw the clothes and shoes inside, she was somewhat surprised. Although the things were very delicate, they were new at first sight, but she still didn’t understand. How could the thirteen kings suddenly think of sending her two? Two pairs of shoes.
"Big brother, is this really the thirteen kings sent me?" Feng Yue Xun could not help but ask again.
Feng Mohan nodded, then he went to his own collapsed, took out the folded clothes, and took out a new shoe from Feng Yuexun’s hand, and found that the size was similar, but It seems that there are some deviations. Then I look down at my sister's feet and find that Xiao Xun's feet are obviously a little bigger than Man's shoes.
His heart was slightly excited, and the clothes were carefully placed, and they looked down to the sky and went out again.
Feng Yuexun strangely looked at his infamous move of his eldest brother and closed the door for him.
She only returned to her room, and saw Feng Xiaojiu push the door in. She was very angry and said: "Xiao Xun, is the patriarch brother going out again?"
Feng Yue Xun has a vague way: "Oh, it seems to be, he left in a blink of an eye, I called him, he did not hear."
"Is it?" Feng Xiaojiu looked at her suspiciously, turned and left, thinking about not being convinced, she circled around and pushed the door of Feng Mohan.
At the moment when the door was pushed open, she stunned. The door of the former patriarch’s brother was not allowed to enter anyone’s door. Today is forgotten! Her luck is so good!
She breathed hard a few times, and felt that the air in the Fengyinhan room was extraordinarily refreshing and good, even with a sweet taste. She laughed twice and lay down in the phoenix. The place, even pulled over the quilt, suddenly, her eyes looked at the neatly folded clothes, and her eyebrows wrinkled.
How is this dress dirty?
There is actually a shoe print?
The footprint of this shoe print is very shallow, but the careful person knows that it is a woman at first sight, and her heart sinks.
This shoe print is placed on the pillow by the patriarch's brother so cherished, it is difficult...
Difficult to have a patriarch brother like someone?
Thinking of this, she was angry, immediately sat up, slammed the shoe print, and then threw it on the ground, stepping on it hard, until there were many uneven shoe prints on the dress, she only Spit a sigh of relief.
It was only after a while that she regretted it. When the patriarch’s brother came back to see so many shoe prints, he would know that she did it, and he would be angry.
No!
She quickly picked up her clothes and decided to help him wash it...
On the other side, Feng Mohan once again entered the thirteenth palace, and easily took Hua Yuman's shoes in the collapsed. After staring at her sleeping face for a while, he quickly left.
When he left, Hua Yuman opened his eyes. Soon, the green next door came over. When she saw the shoes in the ground disappeared, she blinked in surprise. "Miss, he really took you." The shoes are taken away!"
Hua Yuman chuckled, "That is your shoes!"
Qing Qing is holding on to the smile. "Miss, you guessed it."
Hua Yuman nodded, she actually only guessed that before Feng Mohan came, she kept staring at her shoes, although she didn’t know what was going on, but in the subconscious, she still didn’t want her shoes to be taken by him. go with.
Before I remembered, the clothes she had disappeared in the burning mountain, and the unpredictable snow... She felt that Feng Mohan was too serious about herself.
Clothing, footwear and socks are private items, except for the sun, she does not let anyone touch.
"Miss, sleep, maybe after a while, the thirteenth home will be back."
"Yeah. Just go to sleep, go to sleep too!"
Hua Yuman closed the door and lay down to sleep, but because she was not around, she slept for a long time before she really fell asleep.
On the other hand, Feng Mohan has returned to the wind restaurant, he pushed his door and went straight to his pillow, but he did not find his clothes, he suddenly lost his mind.
When he calmed down, he found out that his room had a rouge smell that he was familiar with. He suddenly became angry and rushed straight out, kicking the room of Feng Xiaojiu.
The door was opened, but Feng Xiaojiu was yishao, and he looked at him with beautiful eyes. The time seemed to be still.
Because this voice was too loud, I quickly alerted the three elders and others next to me, and Feng Xiaojiu’s first reaction was to directly rush to the angry Fenghuanghan, and the whole body was hung on him. How can he push and push?
Feng Mohan frowned, she actually used the Virgin Array, this woman...
"Clan brother, ask me..."
Feng Xiaojiu looked at him charmingly, his lips kissed his face actively...
At this moment, the three elders Fengxiang appeared at the door, and she widened her eyes and looked at the scene in front of her eyes, pointing at them and could not speak.
Soon, the five elders and other people came, and everyone looked at the scene of this fragrant scene. Feng Xiaojiu was not exposed for himself, and he was not willing to let go.
She is convinced that Feng Mohan will not push her so guilty. Her own beautiful body can confuse countless men. She has this self-confidence. Secondly, there are still many men here. Although she is a common family, she is not in the air. She is also a saint. The patriarch’s brother will not push her away, whether it is for the reputation of the Feng nationality or her reputation.
After today, the people in the family will definitely let the patriarch brother take his own...
Feng Mohan secretly bite his teeth, and a drop of blood is dripping from the lips. He instantly untied Feng Xiaojiu’s sacred sect, and she took her to her own collapse...
Feng Xiaojiu was smashed back and blood, and his body was sore, and soon it was blue...
"Clan brother, you... why should you do this to me?" Feng Xiaojiu cried, not willing to believe that such a cruel person is the patriarch brother in her heart.
Elder Feng Xiang looked coldly at Feng Mohan. "What is going on here? Are you two?"
Feng Mohan smashed his sleeves and said: "I hate someone who uses me and design me. Feng Xiaojiu, where did you take the clothes in my room?"
Feng Xiaojiu can't believe it. Feng Mohan is so against himself. It is the piece of clothing that has a footprint. It is difficult. Does he really like the owner of the footprint?
Thinking of this, she snorted angrily. "I just kindly helped you wash your dirty clothes. Why do you want to do this to me? Why? The patriarch brother, you have to look at my body and be responsible for me!"
Fengmo cold snorted, "Do you also match?" After he finished, he turned and left.
Elder Feng Xiang and the five elders standing outside looked at each other, then shook his head in unison.
"Is this child not usually this temper?" The five elders gave a strange feeling.
Elder Feng Xiang smiled and said: "I said that he is not the same, not a person who can be a great patriarch, but you do not believe it."
Feng Xiaojiu saw no one to care for her. She wrapped herself with a quilt and yelled at the three elders and five elders outside: "The patriarch brother has a favorite, and he likes a foreigner..."
"What?" Feng Xiang elders and five elders finally looked over at her, listening to Feng Xiaoji's eyes and a nose screaming.
After listening to Feng Xiaojiu’s words, the expressions of the two men were serious. "No, the patriarchs can't like a foreigner, and they can't marry a foreigner. If you really want to do this, you have to give up the patriarch."
When Feng Elders finished speaking, she smiled in her heart. She decided to open a convenient door for the Feng Mohan, so that he could get along with the unknown foreign woman, wait for their friendship, and find a matter. His patriarch's position, so that his son Feng Moxi can sit in that position.
Everyone has their own minds. If they think about it, Fengyue Kaoru frowned. At dawn, she quietly left the restaurant and went to find her own big brother.
She seems to have thought of who the big brother likes, but that is no result.
With a bit of speculation, after she couldn't find her big brother, she went directly to the thirteen palaces, and she really saw her big brother there. He was sitting on a big tree, crazy. Looking at a place hidden in the quiet thirteen kings palace.
Feng Yuexun analyzed it. In that direction, it was the bedroom of the thirteen kings. Her heart could not help but hurt.
Brother, did you love so deep?
No wonder he will let himself teach the Mo Zi Ting to learn the techniques of the Feng family, and he is also a self-reliant, and he is a serious professor of the thirteen kings.
Hesitated for a moment, she jumped forward and fell on the opposite side of Feng Mohan, screaming, "Big Brother, do you really like her?"
Feng Mohan knows that he is his sister. He nodded and didn't hide. "I like it very much!"
Feng Yuexun stared at her big brother for a while and found that she had already had sorrow and despair in her eyes. Her heart was so painful. "Big brother, then grab her over!"
In her opinion, Big Brother's likes are more important than anything else, and this is the first time that Big Brother has liked a woman for so many years.
Feng Mohan looked at her and said, "I think too!"
After that, he once again turned into a lightning disappearance, and did not give his sister a chance to respond and follow.
At this moment, Feng Yuexun saw that the thirteen emperor was riding back on the horse. She stared at it and quickly left.
Thirteen glanced at the treetops, looked at the white shadow that had left, and the twilight glimpsed. Before the horse stopped, he flew directly into the palace and entered his room.
When he saw the small feathers quietly and sweetly sleeping in the room, his heart was warm and his lips were filled with a gentle smile that could not be opened.
"Little feathers, I am back..." He gently printed a kiss on her forehead!