Chapter 171 Evil underwear and the butterfly-like bare hands--

After Liang Pengfei covered himself with Bo, he looked at Miss Pan, who closed her eyes, her little hands tightly covered her mouth and nose, and her face was crimson. She really embarrassed. She didn't expect that she would be peeped by a woman one day.

"That... you can open your eyes." After Liang Pengfei caged a pair of trousers in the thin quilt at the fastest speed, he reminded Miss Pan, who was frozen in the room like a lady's jade statue, said.

Pan Bingjie first gently opened a small slit in her left eye. After seeing Liang Pengfei's situation clearly, she breathed in her heart, but the scene in her mind was always shaking. Miss Pan never thought that the man's buttocks and thighs would be so white, and the black hair on her thighs made her feel heart. Frightened.

"Why did you bump into it like this?" Liang Pengfei was sighing. He really didn't expect that Miss Pan, who usually looked gentle and beautiful, would be so barbaric.

"I, I..." Miss Pan really didn't know how to explain her behavior for a while. She couldn't tell Liang Pengfei that she rushed in to catch it, did she?

"I'm here to change your wound." Miss Pan is worthy of being a heroine of Huizhi Lanxin, and she soon thought of her purpose of coming here. However, after saying this, Miss Pan still blushed and took two steps to pick up the cloth on the ground to hide the embarrassment on her face.

"Don't move!" When Liang Pengfei saw that Miss Pan actually picked up his underwear, he couldn't help but be shocked. He quickly shouted. It's okay not to shout. This shouting shocked Miss Pan. He wrote the underwear tightly and looked at Liang Pengfei in surprise. It seems that it can't be imagined that Liang Pengfei would yell at him because of a little thing. Suddenly, Miss Pan's shy autumn eyes were full of grievances, and she didn't even notice the sticky and greasy feeling of the palm. Sweat...--------------------

Seeing the change of Miss Pan's expression, Liang Pengfei quickly understood what the problem was, but the problem was that the underwear was very evil. Isn't it going to be exposed when Miss Pan wrote this?

"I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else. It's just that thing is too dirty. Throw it away quickly." Liang Pengfei quickly accompanied his smiling face and stood up with the thin quilt, but his action shocked Miss Pan again. Fortunately, after seeing that Liang Pengfei had put on his trousers, Miss Pan's heart like a deer finally calmed down a little.

Liang Pengfei snatched the shorts from Pan Bingjie's hand and quickly stuffed them into the quilt. And Pan Bingjie finally felt the discomfort in the palm of her hand. What's up there? How can it be sticky..."

"Yes... paste, that's right, it's paste. Come and I'll wipe it off for you." Liang Pengfei's heart is extremely modest.

"Why does it smell strange?"

"...This is the taste when the paste is cooked." Liang Pengfei felt that he was about to become a perverted uncle who abducted the innocent and ignorant little Lori. Pervert, it's really too perverted." Liang Pengfei couldn't wait to take a shot at his forehead and wash away his sins all over his body. However, subconsciously, he had another kind of secret joy after the success of the criminal as an annihire. Complex emotions also appeared on his face, which seemed obscene and evil.

"Sit down, I'll change the medicine for you." Seeing Liang Pengfei's expression, Pan Bingjie suddenly thought of yesterday's scene again. The anger in her heart surged up again at this moment. Her plump cherry lips pouted high, and the blush on her face gradually faded.

Liang Pengfei sat on the edge of the bed very honestly. Pan Bingjie stepped forward and began to unbutton the buttons on Liang Pengfei's upper body. The distance between the two was so close that they even breathed. Liang Pengfei's solid chest came out with the opening of his clothes, and his skin touched each other, and he would always Pan Bingjie's hand paused slightly, and the slight itching feeling made Liang Pengfei shiver happily.

Liang Pengfei, who is burly and tall, can only spread his legs, so that Pan Bingjie can get closer. Perhaps the two people's breaths are entangled with each other. The pretty face, which had returned to coldness, gradually turned red and became hot.

The blurred eyes of the autumn water are more touching than the bright stars in the night sky. The small nose and the plump cherry lips raised high because of resentment and dissatisfaction look so delicious and seductive.

Looking at the beautiful woman who was breathing a little short and was changing the gauze on her shoulder, Liang Pengfei opened her mouth, but he didn't know how to defend yesterday's incident. At least, he felt that if he deceived Pan Bingjie again, he would have any shame to admit that he was a man.

"That Sister Marya is actually the eldest princess of the king of Spain." Liang Pengfei's deep and thick voice came to Pan Bingjie's ears. Pan Bingjie's hand, which was gently applying the ointment at the wound, couldn't help but stiffen. There was a trace of emotion in her original indifferent eyes.

"I already know." Pan Bingjie tried her best to make her voice look very plain and calm.

Liang Pengfei couldn't help but be stunned. He turned his face to see Pan Bingjie in disbelief, but he was put on his face by a soft and cool finger: "Don't move. The medicine hasn't been applied yet."

"Oh..." After hearing this sound, Liang Pengfei did not turn around and turned his head back obediently. A soft place in his heart seemed to have been gently pressed by this finger, leaving a finger mark.

Her dexterous and light fingers flew around the corners of Liang Pengfei's eyes like a butterfly, and the fragrance of a woman wrapped around her nose, which made him feel happy and dizzy.

The room seemed strangely quiet. Except for Liang Pengfei and Pan Bingjie, even the maid who just brought in the medicine and gauze was sent out by Pan Bingjie, and Bai Shusheng and others also tried to stay away from the door as much as possible.

Quiet, perhaps it should be said that it is quiet. The pretty face was soaked with fine sweat, and the clear and dark apricot eyes seemed to be so focused. Liang Pengfei closed his eyes and felt her hands moving on her shoulders. At this moment, he felt extremely comfortable. It was a kind of soul. Peace and tranquility.

I don't know when he opened his eyes again and turned his head with some sense, he saw Pan Bingjie's beautiful side face washing her hands in the basin. Thank you." Liang Pengfei opened his mouth and wanted to say something else, but when he came to his mouth, there was only this simple speechless word left.

His voice seemed a little dry, and a little. How to put it, he was a little guilty. At least Pan Bingjie felt so. The corners of her mouth couldn't help lifting up happily and closing the joy. It seemed that what the aunt taught her really worked.

"You're welcome. Anyway, I'm your fiancee, and I'll be your wife later. These things should have been done by me." Pan Bingjie walked to Liang Pengfei, holding a wet towel in her hand, and wiped Liang Pengfei's face clumsily.

After covering Liang Pengfei's face under the towel, she didn't know whether it was out of revenge or something. Pan Bingjie bit her red lips and wiped his face hard.

"Maria, although she is a barbarian woman, don't worry, I won't embarrass her." Pan Bingjie's chin raised high, looking so proud and reserved.

"¥%...&*#@" Liang Pengfei's words he wanted to say were all pressed on his tongue by the damn towel. When the towel was taken away, he gasped a little, and even felt that his skin was a little numb. Liang Pengfei saw the cunning smile on Pan Bingjie's pretty face. No matter how he looked at it, he thought it was a A fox spirit who has practiced the Taoism for thousands of years.

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"Your Excellency, there has been news that he has recruited enough soldiers in Guangzhou. In addition to nearly half of the Liang's children who are still selected from the clan, Mr. Pan Youdu also sent more than 100 Pan clans to join the army." Sun Shijie looked at the official documents spread out on the table without raising his head, and Liang Pengfei, who was sitting on the side and squinted as if he were taking a nap, reported.

"My father-in-law has greeted me in advance about this matter. If he is not worried about any misunderstanding, he has selected more than 100 members of the Pan clan to apply for it. I'm afraid he can make up one or two thousand people." Liang Pengfei smiled faintly. My father-in-law is also showing me an investment and an attitude. No matter what I want to do, he will be on my side in the future.

Liang Pengfei's tone was very plain, as if he was saying that he was going to change a cup of tea, but this sounded in Sun Shijie's ears without a thunder. The corners of Sun Shijie's eyes couldn't help but jump slightly, but he covered it up well and continued to talk about the official document. There was a tiger with his immediate superior. The letter from the commander-in-chief of Men Town also has an official document issued by the Admiral's office to prepare for a voyage tour of Nanyang, as well as the mansion newspaper recording various news of the recent court.

However, he is still thinking about the meaning of Liang Pengfei's words in his mind, or it should be said that he was shocked by what Liang Pengfei said. Who is Pan Youdu? As long as Liangguang is not deaf and blind, as long as he is not hiding in the remote land and never asks about the world, he may hear this name.

The reputation of the Pan family in the mall is like a golden signboard reflecting the hot sun, and Pan Youdu's style of behavior, whether it is the intersection of officials in officialdom, or the struggle and profit in the mall, just like its name, Zhang Shiyou can make the Pan family not only in the mall. He has a great reputation and can also be easy to deal with officials. However, he is resourceful and can never do anything. He is unwilling to cross the line. How can he gamble his life on Liang Pengfei? How can this not make Sun Shijie shudder?

(to be continued)