However, Feng Feifei still stared at Jian Thirty's face, not knowing if he hadn't seen enough, or if he had discovered some special circumstances. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Fengdao: Hey, what do you want to do?

Feng Feifei said with a smile: I was thinking, if he cleaned himself up a little more, maybe he would look very handsome.

Jiang Fengdao: Hey, isn't he handsome now?

Feng Feifei said: No, it's just a little too unkempt, sloppy, like a flower child, if he can take a bath often and change into good-looking clothes, he will definitely be more wise and martial, right?

Jiang Feng smiled and said: That being said, this is his nature, and it has been so many years, and he can't change it at all.

Feng Feifei suddenly seemed to have thought of some good idea, shook his head and said: Alas, you can't say that, when he has the right to speak, of course he can't change it, but you see that he is unconscious now, and he has no right to oppose at all, so he has no right to object.

Jiang Feng looked at Jian Thirty, and then at Feng Feifei again, with a worried face, and said loudly: Hey, hey, what do you want to do?

Feng Feifei glanced at him and said, "Nonsense, you can see my expression."

Sword Thirty finally woke up.

No matter how serious his injuries were, no matter how Feng Feifei tortured him during the period of time he was in a coma, he finally woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, his first feeling was, where is this, am I a human or a ghost, what the hell is wrong with me?

Then, I saw that I was lying in the house where Ah Si's woman used to live, which had been cleaned up, and Feng Feifei was busy in the house.

I don't know if it's because he's slept too long and he's slept enough, or because he hasn't slept well, but his eyes are still worried.

What is certain, though, is that his injuries have almost recovered, and his injuries are recovering extremely quickly.

He lifted the quilt, turned his feet to the sky, arranged his body into a "big" figure, stretched his limbs as far as he could, and stretched hard.

Oops, this sleep is so comfortable.

He was reminiscing about the unprecedented comfort brought by this sleep, but Feng Feifei had already run over, and said with a look of concern on his face, "Sword Thirty, you finally woke up, thank God, scared me to death."

Jian Thirty yawned, kept patting his mouth, and said with a stinging eye: Oh, I'm not fully awake yet, I just want to go to a thatched house.

He thought that after waking up from this sleep, he could have had a new atmosphere, but what he didn't expect was that the first person he saw when he opened his eyes was actually this terrible eldest lady.

This eldest lady really gave him more headaches than asking for his life.

Feng Feifei smiled: Oh, if you say that, it means that you are fine.

At this time, Jiang Feng should have come up to pat himself and join in the fun, but he was also eager to learn from his teacher, so when he saw Jian Thirty wake up, he was too excited to do it.

However, as soon as he saw the strange appearance of Jian Thirty at this moment, he suddenly laughed, and he couldn't even straighten his waist with a smile.

Jian Thirty got out of bed, yawning incessantly while putting on his boots, and then, as soon as he looked up, he saw Jiang Feng, who also gave him a headache, laughing there and laughing, and felt very strange, so he said to him: Hey, what are you doing? Am I funny like this? What's so funny?

Jiang Feng still laughed, pointed to his clothes, and said, "It's nothing?" I just think it's ridiculous, maybe you think it's ridiculous.

At this moment, Jian Thirty's body has been replaced with a set of silk cardigans often worn by the landlord's old wealth man's grandfather, with birds and beasts on it, and flowers are full of flowers, but it is dazzling, eye-catching, people rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles, Jian Thirty wears such a dress, he should feel extremely spiritual, but Jiang Feng feels weird, and feels that he is like singing a big drama on the stage.

This is, of course, Feng Feifei's masterpiece.

It turned out that she kissed Jian Thirty while he was unconscious, and then, finding that his face was so dirty, she took great pains to wipe his face - five or six basins of water were wiped at once, and the color of the water in the basin did not seem to have changed clearly, and it can be seen what Jian Thirty's face was dirty.

After wiping her face, she began to wipe her body - this should not be what Feng Feifei should do, but Jiang Feng was jealous and unwilling to help her, so she had to do it herself-Miss Feng was originally an unusual big girl, so she didn't know whether men and women would kiss or not, or she knew, but she didn't take that set in her eyes at all.

Anyway, she has already decided that she was originally going to be the wife of Jian Thirty, and it is not understandable for her wife to scrub her husband's body.

After wiping his body, he changed into such a set of clothes for him.

As for her, she helped him dress up completely according to the image of the man in her mind, he has always felt that the key to being a chic man is to be clean and pay attention to hygiene, and the standard attire of a chic man who pays attention to hygiene should be like this, not the original appearance of Sword Thirty, the original appearance of Sword Thirty, where is the appearance of a hero who walks the rivers and lakes, it is simply a man called Huazi.

She is a dignified lady in Fujia Villa, how can she marry a woman named Hanako.

As you know, women have a little bit of vanity.

However, Jiang Feng didn't think so.

Jiang Feng felt that this dress was completely inconsistent with his style of Sword Thirty, and the reason why Sword Thirty became Sword Thirty may be because of his unique style.

What his unique style was, although he couldn't say, but he still felt that this dress was ridiculous.

He Jiang Feng thought it was ridiculous, but Feng Feifei himself felt that Jian Thirty was not only ridiculous when he wore this dress, but even had an indescribable grace.

Seeing this dress, Jian Thirty did not have the complacent attitude she expected, but suddenly jumped up, yelled and screamed, as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, and said, "Hey, hey, hey, how can this be? Why am I dressed like this? What is going on?

Feng Feifei looked complacent, pointed to his flowery clothes, and said with a smile: Well, you should thank me.

Jian Thirty snorted fiercely and said, "You, I knew you did it, oops, you actually made me like this, what should you let me say?"

Feng Feifei stuck out his tongue and said with a smile: Then you should thank me well.

Jian Thirty looked up and down while pulling his clothes, shaking his head constantly, and said loudly: "Oh, you made me look like a woman, what do you mean?"

Jiang Feng smiled mysteriously and said, "Hey, Jian Thirty, don't care what she means for now, can you tell me if your injuries are healed first?"

Jian Thirty looked at him, then at his own dress, and said, "Oh, the injury is nothing more, but I'm dressed like this."

Feng Feifei said: Oh, don't say it, I think this dress is quite suitable for you, Jiang Feng means that we can talk about serious things now.