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"Fai...Fai Yan, I, I... well~."

Before he finished speaking, his trembling lips suddenly became so shocked that it was difficult to close. He felt that his back was covered with a warm air wave. Feng Feiyan's jade fingers were already resting on his broad chest.

Oh my god!

As if he was hit by the lightning, Chen Zhengyang raised his hand and spread his jade fingers apart and jumped up.

"Ah~."

Feng Feiyan was shocked by him, screamed and pulled a ball of clothes to cover her body.

"Fai Yan, calm down, calm down." Chen Zhengyang looked at Feng Feiyan who was frightened and reached out to stop him. He felt so painful that he wanted to find a place to cry.

“Geeh…”

Suddenly, Feng Fei Yan covered her lips with a finger, burst out laughing, lowered her head slightly, and her fair face instantly looked like the sunset in the sky, fluttering red.

"Brother Yang, you... you are so bad." He seemed to dare not look directly and turned his delicate body delicately.

Chen Zhengyang frowned, looked at the clothes Feng Feiyan was holding, and said intimately: "Not right?"

Suddenly, a breeze blew through the drooping veil and came to his back. His broad body did not stop him at all, and the breeze passed through his legs.

The coolness hit my heart, Chen Zhengyang jumped back a few steps and searched around. He could not see the clothes covering his body. He saw the floating sand curtain at a glance. He no longer hesitated at all, and directly wrapped his body in the transparent sand curtain.

"Fai Yan, I..."

After pushing a corner of the veil covering the face, Chen Zhengyang blushed and showed half of his face. If there was a crack in the ground at this time, he would have crawled in even if he broke his head.

"Hehe, why? Are you planning to go out to see someone wearing transparent white veil?" Feng Feiyan turned her delicate body, turned her back to him and laughed.

"Hurry... and throw the clothes to me." He was busy rubbing the sand curtain around his waist and blocking the "bad".

Damn, how can you go out to see someone in the future?

"Haha. Or you just go out like this, or you can hide it in the quilt for me immediately." With a naked white back, Feng Feiyan stuffed his clothes into the quilt.

"you……"

Chen Zhengyang wailed in his heart: "Women are so poisonous."

His eyes were gone without his original melancholy and vicissitudes. He looked around in a panic and saw that there was nothing to cover up. He had to grit his teeth cruelly, and he pushed away the veil wrapped around his body. His eyes were condensed and he rushed into the quilt.

"Brother Yang." Feng Feiyan shouted again like a bone-pulling cry, twisted her delicate body, and her fair face directly pressed onto his chest.

"Fai Yan. I... I have a wife." Sorrowful, Chen Zhengyang looked like a ravaged little wife, and there was a hint of moistness at the corners of his eyes.

"Hmph, of course I know, but it is precisely because of this that I feel that you are a man worth accompanying you for the rest of your life." Feng Fei Yanjiao snorted, and her breath touched the other party suddenly trembled.

"What? Why do you have this kind of thought?" Chen Zhengyang asked without caring about the itching sensation on his chest.

A slender finger drew a circle on his firm chest. Feng Feiyan said lightly: "I really envy that sister. She can be your first woman. However, she has passed away for twenty years, and you still miss him. A man like you. How could I let it go easily?"

Sister? Died?

Chen Zhengyang couldn't help but frown, and his sister made him feel quite moved by Feng Feiyan in his arms, but he was also a rare woman, but...

"Fai Yan, my wife lives well and has not passed away."

Feng Feiyan's body trembled, raised her cheeks, full of surprise. She thought he was deliberately expelling, but looking at Chen Zhengyang who was not like a lying, a thunder flashed in her heart, which made her heart very distressed.

"You didn't die. You, what you said is true."

"Faiyan, I, I never said she was dead." Chen Zhengyang's face twitched and dull.

No matter how hard it is to let Feng Feiyan bear it, and he can't help but stroking his jade palm, it will be difficult to relieve the severe pain in his heart. Two lines of silent tears seemed to be floods that broke the dam, slid down and dripped on his chest.

"You... don't cry, listen to my explanation, I..."

Bang!

He picked up the pillow and slapped it hard at Chen Zhengyang's head.

"What are you explaining? Where is your wife? Tell me quickly?" Feng Feiyan collapsed in an instant and shouted sobbingly.

"Don't shout, I said, can't I say?" Chen Zhengyang comforted Feng Feiyan's crying bitterly, and his heart was broken like a bottle of five flavors, and it was hard to say its taste.

Instead, she continued: "She has a complex family background. According to their tribe traditions, she cannot marry men outside the tribe. However, after we met, we fell in love with each other and decided to live a lifelong life, which led to Mo'er."

"What about it later?" Feng Feiyan asked after gently wiped away the tears.

"Later, their tribe members found our whereabouts. At that time, my cultivation was low and it was hard to be an opponent. For my safety, she privately returned to the clan with people in the tribe, leaving me and Mo'er and me. Since then, I have vowed to devote myself to practicing. Later, I stayed in the ancient ruins of the Holy Abyss for seventeen years, just to achieve higher achievements so as to save her."

Bang!

Feng Feiyan was stunned for a beautiful eyes, kicked him over, and took his clothes out.

"If it's a man, why don't you go and find my sister back."

elder sister?

Chen Zhengyang rolled under the bed in a panic and hurriedly put away a few handfuls of clothes. He complained secretly in his heart, and the woman turned her face, which was scary.

After wearing it in a panic, he looked at Feng Feiyan, who was sobbing with his back to himself, and felt sad again.

After all, this woman has been waiting for him for a full seventeen years.

Alas, it’s all caused by this charm!

Chen Zhengyang sighed and walked out of the boudoir.

The beautiful sunshine in the morning is reflected on the entire Luoyan Pavilion, but in that hall is covered by the fragrance of food.

Chen Mo and Xiao Bafu lay on the dining table, having a hearty breakfast and having a great time.

"Master, please have tea."

The waiter served a cup of tea to Chen Mo.

Since entering the Thunder Road, Chen Mo has transformed into a rich second generation.

Xiao Ba naturally also rose and the boss enjoyed his happiness, and he also ate a round stomach, and he looked very lazy.

Ahem.

Chen Zhengyang walked from the inner hall and coughed twice.

"Oh, Dad, today I'm in good spirits and full of redness. It seems that my mother's pot is so happy that she can't miss you. It makes you look radiant." Chen Mo stood up and joked, thinking with her toes, and also understanding the situation.

"Boy, dare to make fun of your father, don't want to live you?" Chen Zhengyang was so angry that he was worried that he had no place to do it.

"Oh, I'm so angry. I'll scold my son." Feng Feiyan pushed Chen Zhengyang away and walked over.

"Hehe, no, I'm having fun with this guy." When I saw Feng Feiyan, Chen Zhengyang suddenly became soft like the ripe persimmon.

But I was holding my nameless fire. This turtle son actually started to cheat with outsiders. Let's see how I will teach you a lesson later.

Feng Feiyan sat at the dining table and turned to Chen Mo: "Son, don't worry about this old guy, let's have a meal."

Chen Mo smiled and sat beside her. He knocked on the table twice, and when he saw Feng Feiyan's attention, he stretched out two fingers.

Xiao Mom, I can’t enjoy myself in two fun.

Feng Feiyan had a bite of food, and smiled slightly and nodded slightly.

"Son, I'll pass on some exercises here, and take advantage of the fresh air in the morning. Come out with me." Chen Zhengyang looked like he was not giving him any chance to refute.

"My mother, this..." Chen Mo looked at Feng Feiyan with a tactful look.

Feng Feiyan buried her head in the food and drink, nodded slightly, and then deliberately opened her voice and said, "If this old guy bullies you, come back and tell my mother, see how I deal with him."

"How could I bully him? Son, let's go." Chen Zhengyang smiled in his heart, "Boy, aren't you kissing your little mother? Let you know the consequences of cheating later.

Then he walked out.

Chen Mo wiped his cold sweat. What medicine did the old man sell in the gourd? He wouldn't be angry? He thought too much and stood up and chased Chen Zhengyang who had already left and ran over.

Smack

Xiao Ba jumped up and wanted to follow him, but Feng Feiyan grabbed his head and pressed it directly on the stool without saying a word.

His eyes froze and he glared at it.

Hehe, these two men are busy with their trip, I will have dinner with you. Xiao Ba felt this anger emitted by Feng Feiyan, and quietly held its dedicated turtle bowl and started eating honestly.

"Oh, the old man ran fast enough."

As soon as he arrived outside the door, Chen Zhengyang drew an arc in the air and flew to an inverted cone pumice stone in the distance.

Of course, for Chen Mo, these were no problem. He took two steps in a row, and jumped up like a wind under his feet, strolling in the void, and then rotated sideways. With a bang, the landing caused a wave of dead leaves to fly.

"Dad, you..."

Chen Mo's words came to his mouth and stopped abruptly. His eyes were fixed, and he rubbed his dead leaves under his feet and retreated repeatedly, then turned sideways to avoid him.

Bang!

A white energy attacked a towering tree behind it, causing an explosion, and the leaves scattered like autumn forests.

"Boy, come and practice your skills with me."

Chen Zhengyang's eyes were sharp, with piles of dead leaves flowing under his feet, and his palms were in front of him, coming towards Chen Mo.
To be continued...