The girls' game was over, and Sun Xin and Qingyu brought Qin Yannian, Shangguan Lin and Bai Sheng to offer their weapons.
Among the three of Qin Yannian, Shangguan Lin and Bai Sheng, Qin Yannian is older, Bai Sheng is three years old, Shangguan Lin and Xiao Lanfu are similar in age, but the three boys are all very sensible, not only handsome in appearance, Moreover, he also made rapid progress in martial arts.
Feng Qingchen arranged for Qin Yannian to practice with Sun Xin first. Shangguan Lin and Bai Sheng were still too young and needed to continue learning with A Bing.
After a while, everyone dispersed, and An Yi sat under the grape arbor with Little Lanfu in his arms, telling her the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl in the sky.
The little bluebird listened with great interest.
Feng Qingchen and Xiaodouzi were competing in martial arts. Although Xiaodouzi was often beaten to the ground by Feng Qingchen, he still became more and more courageous.
It was getting late, and Ayi and Ayao came to help Xiaodouzi and Xiaolanfu go to bed.
When Little Lanfu left, he went to Feng Qingchen, smiled at him, and waved his little hand.
Feng Qingchen curled her lips, looked back and smiled at An Yi: "Children are like this. Once they get acquainted, they get closer. If they are not together for a long time, they will become strangers again!"
Anyi nodded: "So I want to spend more time with them in the future!"
Feng Qingchen stepped forward and hugged An Yi from behind: "They are all gone, now it is our time!"
Feng Qingchen shook her hand, and a delicate rose appeared.
An Yi was stunned and looked up at him in surprise: "Where did you learn this from?"
Feng Qingchen smiled and said: "Have you forgotten that there is a prodigal Xue Lingqiao beside me? These are all leftovers from his fun!"
Xue Lingqiao is still in Northern Qi at the moment. So, Feng Qingchen has actually prepared gifts for a long time?
An Yi felt happy, but she still felt disgusted: "Only flowers?"
Feng Qingchen lowered her eyes, put the corner of her lips close to An Yi's ear, opened her lips and smiled softly: "I still have this king, is that enough?"
An Yi's heart trembled. This man's ability to seduce people was becoming more and more advanced. Just one word made her obsessed with him.
An Yi looked back and saw the man's dark eyelashes as long as phoenix feathers drawing a thrilling and gorgeous arc in the morning light.
In an instant, An Yi suddenly felt that this man was really more attractive than gold and silver.
Just when she was fascinated, An Yi's fingers felt cold. She lowered her eyes and found that there was an extra ring on the ring finger of her left hand. The ring was the size of a dove egg and made of seven-color stones. In the brilliance of the colorful threads, A faint trace of blood appeared on the Cuixin, like a tiny dragon pattern, which looked like it was worth a lot of money.
An Yi pursed her lips happily, this man is a bit on the right track!
Looking up at the corners of An Yi's raised lips, Feng Qingchen held the woman in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips gently.
In the face of money and beauty, Anyi didn't want to endure it anymore and immediately raised her slender white arms and hooked Feng Qingchen's neck.
It was another hot night, but this night was not quite perfect, because when An Yi was drowsy, she heard Feng Qingchen say that he was going to attack Beicheng tomorrow.
An Yi muttered something, and in the end, Anyi didn't even remember it. She just remembered that she held the man's arm hard and didn't let go.
The man looked at the woman's sleeping face and kept thinking about something, unable to fall asleep for a long time.
Early the next morning, Anyi was awakened by a loud knock on the door.
"Who is it?" An Yi muttered twice, stood up, and then realized that there was no one around him.
