Mu Wanqing blushed and stammered for a long time, explaining that she accidentally burned it.
Liu Feng didn't know what the little girl was thinking. His face changed, and Mu Wanqing was so scared that she immediately panicked.
"You didn't say bad things about your husband in the letter and you're worried that he'll see it."
"Otherwise why would you be so panicked?"
"No, no, husband, how could it be."
Mu Wanqing shook her head and looked at Liu Feng almost pleadingly: "Husband, you'd better stop looking."
Liu Feng was just worried about having no reason, but now he had a good reason. He picked up Mu Wanqing, carried her on his shoulders and threw her onto the kang in the inner room.
While undressing, he did not forget to shout at the door for Mu Wanqing to hurry up.
The sisters of the Mujie family feel that everything is good now. They have no worries about food and clothing, and they have such a huge family business. However, their husbands are too capable, and they are exhausted every time.
This time Liu Feng was ready to try something new, so he directly found two hemp ropes. Then Mu Wanqing's exclamation was heard from the room.
When Mu Wanqing came in, she saw her sister experiencing incomparable happiness.
Of course, she couldn't escape herself.
After being whipped for nearly two hours, the two sisters finally couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed on the kang, without a trace of strength left.
Mu Wanqing gasped for breath, took out the letter from her jewelry box, and handed it to Liu Feng obediently.
"Hello, my two sisters. It's nice to see you in person."
"I have no intention of getting married, but since my two sisters strongly recommend me, I can meet your husband."
"When I go home to visit my family during the Great Snow Festival, we can chat at home..."
Signed Xiaoshan.
Liu Feng was surprised. The woman's handwriting was beautiful and powerful, and it seemed to have the aura of a famous calligrapher and was very neat.
She is indeed a daughter of a general, her handwriting is so majestic.