Chapter 18 She Must be Taken Down!
Feng's habit is to look at people's legs first.
Although he has not yet seen the whole picture, based on these legs alone, Feng has already silently given full marks in his heart.
Looking up, Feng suddenly saw a beautiful and charming face.
"I said why these big white legs look familiar."
Seeing this familiar and charming face, Feng was stunned for a moment, and then muttered in a low voice.
It should be noted that he had seen and touched her a lot back then.
In the crowd, with the crisp sound of footsteps approaching, the woman who was faintly guarded by the crowd finally walked out slowly.
I saw the woman wearing a set of bright red tight-fitting brocade robe, a noble brocade robe with exquisite workmanship, just perfectly outlining the woman's wonderful curves, and the snow-white long legs under the brocade robe, at the slender waist that was just a grip, tied with a silver belt, highlighting the slender waist vividly.
This woman is full of charm and charm, under the narrow peach blossom eyes, you will instantly feel your heartbeat accelerate and your breathing become heavier.
For men, this woman is simply a stunner, like a mother cat full of temptation, arousing the hearts of countless men present.
In the crowd, the woman in the red gorgeous brocade robe walked elegantly into the hall, with a slightly shallow smile on her pretty face, with a touch of charm.
The popularity of the enchanting beauty seems to be very good. Since she came out until now, there have been constant greetings to her. Perhaps some of these greetings are for her beauty, but more obviously, they are for her identity. Respect.
The brocade woman gracefully and calmly dealt with the guests around her, and the shallow smile that stopped at the point cut off the boring people who wanted to strike up a conversation.
A pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be brewed by spring water swept casually in the hall.
After touching these eyes that seemed to be holding charming temptations, all men's throats would unconsciously roll slightly, and the hot flames would burn and rise in the depths of their eyes.
The enchanting peach blossom eyes swept across the hall slowly. At the moment when she wanted to retract her gaze, her eyes suddenly stiffened, and her walking footsteps also suddenly stopped. She looked at the young man in brocade and gown not far away, her eyes showing incredible.
The enchanting woman is the focus of everyone in the hall at this moment. Her sudden movement immediately shifted the attention of all men present.
When he saw the extraordinary young man with luxurious clothes and noble temperament, all of them were stunned.
Which family is this nobleman from? But looking at the rare strange emotions of the brocade woman, the men present could not help but feel a little jealous.
Isn't it just a good skin? It's not worth mentioning, what's so great? For a moment, there seemed to be a strong citric acid in the air.
Ignoring the envious, jealous and hateful eyes around him, Feng smiled softly at the brocade woman who was staring at him, and said softly: "Sister Yafei, long time no see."
Hearing this familiar voice, the brocade woman finally confirmed that she was not dazzled, and the young man in front of her who had left the greenness was indeed the boy she had been thinking about day and night for the past three years.
Da da da! The next moment, the brocade woman stepped forward with a crisp sound, and walked towards Feng with some urgency, and then stopped in front of him.
Looking at the young man in front of him with excitement, the brocade woman realized that the Xiao boy who was only as high as her chest three years ago can now look at her equally.
"Brother Feng, it's been three years, you have grown up, and I can hardly recognize you."
Looking at Feng in front of him, Yafei held back her excitement, took a deep breath, and then slightly raised her pretty face, with red lips slightly open.
If it weren't for the crowd, she would have rushed into the boy's arms long ago.
In these three years, she has been thinking about Feng all the time, and even sent someone to the imperial capital every month to inquire about his news.
"Three years have passed, and Sister Yafei is becoming more and more charming."
Feng sniffed the faint body fragrance that came from in front of him, and couldn't help sighing. This fairy is more attractive than three years ago.
This beautiful brocade woman in front of him is naturally the childhood sweetheart that Feng grew up with in the Mittel family.
It is also his biggest goal for coming to Wutan City this time.
Yafei!
"Brother Feng, this is not the place to talk, you follow me."