I want to die

The sudden scream made Feng Yin tremble.

Zhang Yiming felt her fear, and his arms holding her shoulders tightened, but said nothing.

The scream came from a man's mouth, and the voice was filled with deep pain and reluctance.

There was also a hint of viciousness: "If you are surnamed Yuan, you'd better kill me now, otherwise, as long as I don't die, I'll never die with your Yuan family."

Feng Yin's mouth twitched as she listened to these brainless words.

Even though she was frightened by the terror, she couldn't help but complain: "How much do you hope that someone will kill him?"

Zhang Yiming gently patted her back: "We don't need to ask about other people's affairs."

While the couple talked, they were far away from the scene of the incident.

However, Feng Yin asked curiously: "Who do you think the person with the surname Yuan in the person?"

"You don't know, I don't know."

Zhang Yiming raised his lips, "We are familiar with the city."

"After Qiao and Song arrive, I will go out with them to attend some literati gatherings."

"I heard that literati are all romantic when they get together."

Feng Yin looked at him with strange eyes, her head tilted, her legs blinked mischievously, "Will you..."

"So unconfident in yourself?"

Zhang Yiming squeezed her little face in silence, and a doting smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Seeing her look solemn, he changed his tone and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, if I were such a casual person, I wouldn't have lived to be over thirty and still single."

"Hmph."

Feng Yin snorted, "This is not accurate. I heard that men like this tune."

"You look down on your man so much?"

Zhang Yiming nodded and kissed her lips with a little punishment, until she was almost breathless.

And whispered in her ear: "Your words are both a harm to me and a blasphemy to myself, do you understand?"

"I'm just talking about a common problem with men, and I didn't say directly that you would do this."

Feng Yin was stubborn, but his words still made her feel much more comfortable. "Besides, as long as you are not such a person, you don't need to take the role."

"Or is it wrong for your husband?"

Zhang Yiming was angry at her and saw that she was about to change her face again, he quickly coaxed her, "Yes, you shouldn't be the husband."

"Puff."

Feng Yin couldn't help laughing when he looked at his defeated look.

She suddenly realized that it was indeed too much for women to be unreasonable.

Thinking of it, she couldn't help but reach out to pinch the man's slightly aggrieved face: "Okay, I'm joking with you, you're taking it seriously."

Zhang Yiming held her hand tightly and took her into his arms: "Sit down, be careful that the carriage is too bumpy."

While the couple talked, the carriage finally arrived at the Zhang family.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Yun Yan jumped off the shaft and came to the window to whisper: "Master, Madam, we're home."

Feng Yin quickly got up from the man's arms, lifted the curtains and looked outside.

I found that there were people in the houses around the front and back to look out.

Obviously, everyone knows what happened in the city today.

When the couple got off the car, Hua Zheng had knocked on the door.

The corner door opened from inside, and Old Qing's honest face appeared in his sight.

"Oh, master, madam, you are back."

When Mr. Qing saw that Feng Yin and his wife were back, he immediately turned around and opened the door, "Hurry, hurry up, hurry up and enter the house."

Feng Yin listened to Mr. Qing and couldn't help asking more questions: "Mr. Qing, are all the children in the family back?"

"Don't worry, Madam, Miss, Second Miss, Second Miss, and Young Master and Miss Sun are all back."

While answering, Mr. Qing went forward to help Hua Zheng move the things from the carriage down, "I just said I wanted to go out to find the master's wife."

?          ? Good night, baby! Yes, yes, don’t worry, remember what you owe, Lanlan will work hard to make up for it. Moo moo~~~

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