My Ferocious Tigress Wife

The latest chapter of my lady fierce than tiger!

Qingfengmingyue's heart was ups and downs, all kinds of speculation were frequent, but he didn't slow down, rushed forward to protect Xie Xian and got into the car. Xie Xian could take care of each other, and asked the coachman to turn around and leave.

However, the old bull was pacing, slowly Xie Xian scratched his heart and liver, restless.

"Qingfeng, you secretly followed Lady Xiao's bullock cart, and waited for her to return home safely, then come back and return to life."

Qingfeng: This is a little difficult in secret.

From Qingxi Bridge to Mapingchuan, Qingxi Alley, the way is totally different from the twists and turns in the city. There are trees on both sides, but wouldn't he have the time to jump up and down to hide from the trees, waiting for someone to pull it out?

In addition, the two nursing homes next to Miss Xiao were following outside the car, and the two maids in the car also had kung fu, and the overall combat power was higher than that of their Xie Mansion. It was also the rippling spring heart of his family's lord. When you meet Lady Xiao, your IQ is zero. Otherwise, wherever they are used to follow you, it's impossible to tell who is protecting who is going to happen.

But Qingfeng has been with Xie Xian for so many years, and he has become accustomed to one command and one action, he will not say no, his face is silent, and he leads his orders.

Qingfeng's character is rigorous and steady. He followed the Xiao Mansion bullock cart all the way and was afraid of being found, so he had to follow from a distance, afraid of being found, he could only stick to the bark, and recruited many mosquitoes along the way.

It wasn't until Xiao Baoxin entered the Xiao Mansion safely that he let out a long sigh of relief and turned away.

"...Lady, the people who followed are gone." The nursing courtyard replied.

His lady recruits bees and butterflies, and is followed every time she goes back home.

This is obviously not the same person as the last time. The one who has kung fu, if it weren't for his ears, eyes and kung fu, he couldn't easily detect it, but this one...It's really hard to pretend not to notice.

Xiao Baoxin tapped the corner of his lips: "Don't worry about it."

He also said that he didn't want to.

Saying that you don't want you to do things you don't want, but what you do seems to be very willing.

Xiao Baoxin hummed happily the little song that he didn't know when and where he heard it, and returned home in a leisurely manner.

Qingfeng thought that his work was clean and neat and no one noticed, so he hurriedly returned to his life.

When Xie Xian returned to the house, he had finished washing, leaning against the window and looking at the night sky, he seemed extremely lonely.

"Lord Lang." Qingfeng stepped forward lightly, before replying, Xie Xian waved his hand gently, making him go down.

"The villain retires." Qing Feng returned to the house again. Mingyue slapped the mosquitoes on his body in the yard. Seeing him coming out of the house, he hurried up, grabbed Qing Feng and pulled away.

"What do you mean by the host?" He asked in a low voice, "I think Mrs. Xiao is interested in our host, why shouldn't the host be happy? I think it's like the host confessed to others and was rejected. You didn’t see the face of the host who just came back, red for a while and white for a while, drinking water into his nostrils, fascinated..."

Qingfeng: This servant really has no memory, because this mouth pays attention to Lady Xiao Xiao, was fined three months of salary, suffered ten slaps, and now he is enthusiastically paying attention to the landlord. It is really not short of money. I'm not afraid of being beaten.

"Lord, you still don't guess—"

"Qingfeng, the landlord is the lord of our family, so we have to pass on, spread the branches and leave the leaves, this is all business, I care about what happened?" Mingyue looked at me for the lord of the land: "You said, the lord of the land clearly Why did Lady Xiao intentionally run away?"

He also wondered if the host could take the opportunity to confess that he was rejected, and he was ashamed and angry.

But looking from a distance at the time, it was obviously Lady Xiao who was doing her hands and feet. Their host was obviously shy, but when she came back, she was just like the eggplant that Shuang beat?

Qing Feng gave him a glance, and went back to the penthouse to rest: "Go back and rest, and you will serve the lord tomorrow morning."

"We are not brothers anymore—"

"Brother told you," Qingfeng pulled him back: "Some people can move their minds, some can't. And our lord..."

"Why?"

"Obviously I don't want to."

Mingyue became even more confused after listening to it, I don’t want to... or not...

Now it is not only spreading outside, but the old lady and his wife are also affected. They are too anxious and dare not ask, for fear that it will really hurt the fragile little mind of their host.

Last month, I sent two pretty maids to Lang's house, and they were sent back to the same way before they could say a few words.

Then, the old lady and his wife became anxious, which directly caused him to be anxious too.

After all, he was sent by the old lady to the lord. The old lady took him as her own, staring at the reminders every day, and he was not recruiting.

Finally, there was a lady Xiao Xiao, who was the lord's favorite, but the lord obviously ran away-or ran away very embarrassedly, which made him confused.

I went to the old lady and asked, how should he respond? Can it be done? Where does he know?

Mingyue tossed and turned all night.

The Liang court stipulated that one day off every five days. The next day was Xie Xianmuxiu, who got up a little later in the bright moon, and it was past Mao's time when he arrived.

Xie Xian did not leave a maid to wait on him. When he was not out of office, Qingfeng Mingyue served close to him. Later, when Xie Xian became an official, he took him in and out. Instead, it was handed over to Liu Yunhe for personal service sooner or later. Fei Shuang's two fifteen-year-old young men.

Before Mingyue entered the room, she walked to the curtain and listened to Xie Xianwei's stunned voice: "Burn the underwear."

Fei Shuang came out holding her clothes shortly afterwards, and she met Mingyue and slipped away grinning.

When he entered the house with the curtain, Liu Yun had already served Xie Xian and changed his clothes.

He tossed and turned and didn't sleep well all night? The host of his family was obviously more tossing and turning than him, and the eyes under his eyes were all blue, and the eyes were red and bloodshot. Once again, the lord of Lenovo just asked someone to burn the obscene clothes and pants, and the voice was obviously irritated into anger...

Mingyue is clear, he is also a Xiaolang of sixteen or seven, who doesn't understand.

The old lady and the lady don't seem to worry anymore, the host's body should be fine.

As for the psychology, he doesn't know.

Soon after the bright moon came in, the breeze came back. Although Xie Xian was the head of the family, the Xie clan still had a patriarch, and the people in the Jing clan decided to rebuild the ancestral hall.

"The sacrificial wine has been verbally accepted, but in the end it is up to the Patriarch to decide to set aside the silver."

Zhou Jijiu was tired by his daughter and lost the official. After discussing for half a month, Emperor Yuheng himself decided on the Xie family's third master.

Guozi Jijiu, although not a high-ranking official position such as Da Sima and the governor, it is an upright official that the family is very willing to hold, and it is known as a clear hope.

Xie Sanye got this good deed, and almost all the nasal blisters came out of Le. He thought that Xie Xian had to deal with it, and he was very grateful to Xie Xian. I don’t know how much better Xie Xian’s attitude is. The guy in the room has blown up his hair, and every day he clamors that his master is the troublemaker of Xie's evil-

"First set a thousand taels in the past, if it's not enough, come over and pay." Xie Xian has always been indifferent to money.

After returning to a few things at home, Xie Xian frowned when he said that Pan Shuo had handed over a greeting to visit today.

"The night the host came back last night, he didn't reply to the host—"

Xie Xian waved and interrupted, "When?"

This is difficult, because the person who received the post was negligent. "The exact time is not written on it."

Xie Xian laughed, this is Pan Shuo's style.

After talking for a while, he felt obviously lack of energy, his head was sore, and he got up and leaned back on the couch to rest again. Eyes closed and opened, she told Mingyue to put away the silver paper on the table.

When Mingyue passed by and looked at it, the book case was covered with a piece of smooth and white silver paper, with only one big Chinese character on it:

"willing."

The pen is beautiful and healthy, floating like a cloud, just like his master's handwriting.