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"Wife, I want to eat meat” 《娘子,我要吃肉》Chapter 65 Xia Ling Mei sneered: “Lord w.a.n.g who are you calling?” w.a.n.g Yun Feng swiftly closed his mouth, seeing Xia Ling Mei’s line of sight fall on Hua Bao Xia’s body, without hurry his hand trembled, the delicate and powerless Hua daughter with just an `ah` turned numerous times, just as she was about to fall down, the back of Xia Fen’s blade happened to hit her shoulder, Hua Bao Xia delicate cry turned into a blood-curdling screech, almost breaking everyone’s eardrums in the surrounding. w.a.n.g Yun Feng seized Xia Fen’s long sword, in cold sweat. Fortunately none of the blades given to Xia Fen had been sharpened, and Xia Fen recently was used to scaring people, no longer brandished weapons as before, otherwise, he would have really slaughtered the influential family’s young lady on the spot, w.a.n.g Yun Feng plan would have been all for nothing. Xia Ling Mei stared at Xia Fen, Xia Fen shook uncontrollably: “Mother…” “Young master.” Xia Ling Mei interrupted him, “Before I came here the mistress repeatedly told me, made me watch over you, don’t allow you to brandish weapons and harm people.” Xia Fen opened his mouth, w.a.n.g Yun Feng hurriedly picked Xia Fen up, forcing a smile at Xia Ling Mei, a lot of his pleasant surprise and worry were temporarily oppressed under a pair of eyes: “Why are you here?” Xia Ling Mei glanced at Hua Bao Xia who was s.h.i.+vering from the pain: “If I didn’t come, it could be possible that when Lord w.a.n.g returns home, there will be another mistress.” w.a.n.g Yun Feng stepped forward quickly wanting to hold Xia Ling Mei’s hands, casually, she placed the food basket into his hand: “Eat.” That expression containing rage and envy, clearly forced the father and son not dare to say another word more. Hua Bao Xia was lying on the floor, filled with glistening teardrops: “Lord w.a.n.g…” w.a.n.g Yun Feng’s ears had temporarily shut, at that time he was diligently taking that food basket to the side hall, Xia Fen followed behind him skipping along holding Xia Ling Mei’s hand. Hua Bao Xia’s maids were jumping in anger, just as they were about to find w.a.n.g Yun Feng to argue, Xiao Bai came out from nowhere, just by chance blocking their way: “Aiyo, this is Lady Hua! Why are you on the ground, with such a pitiful appearance, did it hurt falling? I’ll help you up, don’t move…” As he spoke, he leered. In an instant Juan Shu by the side pushed Xiao Bai away: “What are you doing, everything in this house is dealt with by me. You can’t steal my thunder, Lady Hua, I’ll help you up. Seeing your suppleness, that waist, those bound feet, truly…” The two echoed one another, each of their expressions more indecent than the other, their words more vulgar than the other. But their backs were to the door, inside the room apart from the Hua family’s young lady and servants, their voices were low, everyone outside could only see Lady Hua walking back step by step, her face turning pale, only quite a while later then did she shrewdly cry out in fear: “Mol---es---ter!” Xia Ling Mei in the side hall sighed: “It really is lively here!” w.a.n.g Yun Feng was just biting into a steamed dumpling, the mushroom inside was scalding, the outer skin was both thin and transparent, a mouthful of softness and smoothness, the grease scalding a person’s tongue so it stuck out. w.a.n.g Yun Feng forced himself to swallow the dumpling, softly laughing he picked one up for her: “People come and go each day here, most people I don’t know, as long as they get the job done it doesn’t matter if it’s lively.” As he spoke he held her hand, “when did you arrive, why didn’t you come and see me earlier?” Touching her hand it felt like there were small holes, turning her hand over to look: “How did you stab your hand like this?” Xia Ling Mei retracted her hand, replenis.h.i.+ng a bowl of congee for Xia Fen, wiping the corner of his mouth: “Nothing, I just mended some clothes for you father and son. If I don’t work any harder, I’ll be waiting for Lord w.a.n.g’s divorce letter in a few days.” w.a.n.g Yun Feng abruptly said coldly: “What nonsense!” He sat perfectly straight, the fingers holding the chopsticks were both dry and bony, his flushed complexion from surprise just now cooled down, covered with a layer of frost. Like this he leaned his head over, what shadows in the depths of his pupils, semi cold, semi warm. Xia Ling Mei thoughts moved, she suddenly smiled: “That’s right, even if you personally wrote a divorce letter, that would also be fake.” Divorce letter, it was the secret suffering of the two people for the past many years. Ordinarily they refrained from bringing up this part of their history. Xia Ling Mei had a strong natural disposition, she had been holding back her anger since yesterday when she saw Hua Bao Xia, today seeing those two together, that envious anger just slowly appeared, her words were pointed again. w.a.n.g Yun Feng faintly felt strange, when they were in Beiding city, Xia Ling Mei would not show her feeling so bluntly like this. No matter what she was a daughter of an influential family, being able to endure a lot was a necessary self-constraint of a master and mother of a household, therefore, many times when they met again she would be smiling and sweet, not allowing people to see what she was actually feeling. w.a.n.g Yun Feng’s seven apertures of his head were nimble, he was best at thinking over things at an angle, not long after he stroked the expressionless Xia Fen’s head, picking up a fowl bottom for his son: “Eat. Your mother seldom cooks, don’t have any leftovers, otherwise you don’t know when you may next be able to eat this.” Afterwards he himself picked up another steamed dumpling, taking off the skin, pouring out the greasy soup, picking out the mushroom from inside and placing it on Xia Ling Mei’s small dish, smiling: “When you were in Beiding city, you treated me not too coldly and not too warmly, I was doubtful whether you already no longer cared for me. Being apart for so many years, you and I have changed too much. Right now it seems that, you may not have changed, you can’t stand other woman getting close to me a little bit, no matter how much time pa.s.ses you will be still as before.” He smothered a laugh for a while, his brows gradually separated, a l.u.s.ter appeared on his hollow cheeks glaringly bright, the tip of his nose wrinkled, “Oh, this jar of vinegar[1] has doubled in strength, the smell makes it so I can’t open my eyes.” Xia Ling Mei choked, blus.h.i.+ng, she put down her chopsticks: “If you dare to do it, then I dare to say it!” w.a.n.g Yung Feng nodded: “Yes, it’s my fault.” However you look at it his humbleness was so annoying. Xia Ling Mei clutched onto his ear: “If you dare to pick up other women, worry about me breaking your legs.” w.a.n.g Yun Feng neared her, holding her finger, smiling that his eyes narrowed into a line: “Yes, yes, yes, husband will solemnly comply with wife’s instructions.” Xia Ling Mei was still seething, w.a.n.g Yun Feng had already gotten closer and closer to her, suddenly he kissed the edge of her mouth, whispering in her ear: “If you don’t let go, husband will do whatever he wants in front of our son.” Xia Ling Mei was both embarra.s.sed and angry, w.a.n.g Yun Feng already covered their son’s eyes, holding Xia Ling Mei’s neck, deeply kissing her. Sunlight entered through the window, lazily s.h.i.+ning on the two of their backs, comfortably warm. The strong fragrance of hot congee for breakfast wafted in the wind to outside. Juan Shu biting into a chicken steam bun, carelessly asked Xiao Bai: “Do you think the mistress will beat the master up? Before, when the mistress got angry she was even more cruel than a shrew.” Bai Yan noisily drinking the congee: “Don’t worry, when have you seen the master suffer in front of the mistress, in the end the mistress will be coaxed in to being docile by the master. Zeze, I didn’t say it, the master has read the