(MTL)General, your sister has run away again (through the book)

Chapter 57

Chapter 57

    When Feng Fuqing woke up again, it was already bright outside the window. With sleepy eyes, he wanted to rub his eyes, but found that his hands could not play.

    So, Feng Fuqing's eyes widened instantly, and she realized that her face was facing a bronze chest.

    Well, someone who was not fully awake pulled out his small paw from under Feng Jingqing, and boldly stretched out a finger, poking left and pressing right.

    Feng Jingqing, who was already awake, never thought that when the little ancestor woke up, he didn't scream or panic, but touched him twice.

    It really made him--so happy. Anyway, it's my own little guy, just touch it. Besides, if you don't touch yourself, who else can you let her touch.

    Feng Fuqing sighed in the bottom of her heart, the hand feeling of her subordinates is really good. Suddenly, Feng Fuqing remembered a question, why is there anyone around her.

    No, how could there be someone on her bed? No, it doesn't seem to be her bed either.

    When she realized something was wrong, Feng Fuqing's first reaction was: hurry up and escape from the scene of the accident. Then, she crept up and wanted to get up, pretending that nothing happened.

    At this time, she also saw clearly that the person lying beside her was her own brother. He closed his eyes tightly, fluttered his long eyelashes, and fell asleep peacefully.

    It was beautiful like a picture scroll. Because of falling asleep and letting go of the harsh aura, Feng Jingqing's whole person was much gentler, but Feng Fuqing was less afraid.

    The morning sun shines through the bed tent and falls on Feng Jingqing's body, as if bathed in holy light, like the most perfect masterpiece of heaven. Full of masculinity, yet handsome.

    Maybe if he was born as a woman, he should be a bit more beautiful than himself. Thinking of this, Feng Fuqing measured with her fingers, Feng Jingqing's eyelashes, and her own.     Well, she's sour, she's going to turn into lemon essence. Why is the big guy more capable and smarter than himself? Now that even her eyelashes are longer than her own, she has to live.

    Although the acid turned into a lemon, Feng Fuqing was still thirsty, as if being bewitched, she slowly stretched out her small paws and touched Feng Jingqing's eyelashes.

    Following the trend, Feng Fuqing's fingers lingered on Feng Jingqing's face, eyes, nose, cheeks, and finally, lips.

    In the end, she put her finger on her lips, and Feng Fuqing felt that her heartbeat was a little faster. Thoughts that were obviously not supposed to have come up at this moment.

    As if opening Pandora's Box, Feng Fuqing swallowed her saliva, and she kissed, secretly, and no one would find out.

    Aside from Feng Jingqing's dangerous status as a boss, but with his appearance, he is also top-notch. Even after Feng Fuqing came, Feng Jingqing was the most handsome of all the people she saw.

    Feng Fuqing felt that the boss would always go back in the future. At that time, after a long time, maybe I will forget her character.

    He will have three thousand beauties in his own harem, and he should be pretty good, at least not married to a scumbag, right?

    But ah, why do I think about it, my heart is sour, and my eyes are raining and fogging. Rubbing the corners of her red eyes, Feng Fuqing made up her mind and kissed her.