"Hehe! Sister Mengyan, have you really not done bad things?"

Zhu Pinting laughed and lay on the bed.

Yang Feng, who was standing by the window, was sure that Zhu Pinting definitely did it on purpose.

I originally thought that Zhu Pinting was mature, but I didn't expect that he would still be as willful as ever.

Zhu Pinting and Ye Mengyan will sleep together tonight, and of course Yang Feng can't go back to his room to sleep.

Yang Feng took a deep breath and had no choice but to climb downstairs.

Just as Yang Feng went downstairs, he suddenly found that his father-in-law had come over.

Ye Hai came to the small yard, took out a cigarette and started smoking.

I'll go!

Seeing this, Yang Feng couldn't help but feel black.

My father-in-law doesn’t sleep in the middle of the night, so why do I go to the yard alone to smoke?

Ye Hai was smoking below, and Yang Feng was above him.

As soon as your father-in-law looked up, you would definitely see him wearing a pair of shorts.

Now Yang Feng is neither above nor below.

At the same time, Zhu Pinting kept chatting with Ye Mengyan in the room.

Ye Mengyan's eyes looked at the window from time to time, but she saw that Yang Feng had not yet gone down.

If Zhu Pinting saw that Yang Feng was wearing only a pair of big shorts, how should I explain it?

Zhu Pinting saw Ye Mengyan keep looking at the window and asked deliberately: "Sister Mengyan, what are you looking at?"

Ye Mengyan shook her head and said, "I didn't see anything. Pinting should go to bed early. We have to go to work tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'll sleep with you today."

Ye Mengyan had no choice but to sleep with Zhu Pinting.

At this time, Yang Feng was on the window with a helpless look on his face. He had been here for more than an hour.

It's summer now, and mosquitoes are everywhere outside.

Yang Feng only wore a pair of big shorts, and the result was conceivable.

In addition, in the second half of the night, the weather began to turn colder.

A gust of cool breeze blew, making Yang Feng tremble.

Yang Feng couldn't help but sigh inwardly, why did he be so unlucky tonight?

At this time, Zhu Pinting suddenly said, "Sister Mengyan, I have seen today's weather forecast before and said that it may cool down and rain heavily after a while. You must cover it with a quilt."

Upon hearing this, Ye Mengyan suddenly thought that Yang Feng was wearing only a pair of shorts outside the window.

Ye Mengyan was very worried, but she couldn't let Zhu Pinting know.

"Oh!" Zhu Pinting suddenly said, "Sister Mengyan, why haven't you fallen asleep yet? Are you unable to sleep with me? I'll go back to my room to sleep like this!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Mengyan was overjoyed and said, "Pinting, do you want to go back to your room to sleep?"

Yang Feng, who was feeding mosquitoes outside and shivering from the cold, couldn't help but feel excited when he heard this.

Zhu Pinting smiled and said, "Yes! I have to go to work tomorrow. If I can't sleep anymore, I will not be able to go to work tomorrow."

Ye Mengyan nodded and said, "Then you go back to bed quickly!"

Zhu Pinting got up from the bed and looked at the window with a meaningful look.

"Sister Mengyan, then I'll go back to sleep and I won't disturb you and your senior brother's good things."

After saying this, Zhu Pinting left.

After Zhu Pinting left, Ye Mengyan quickly closed the door.

At the same time, Yang Feng walked in through the window.

At this time, Yang Feng's big bags were bitten by mosquitoes.

Yang Feng grinned and kept scratching his hands.

Ye Mengyan looked at Yang Feng and said coquettishly: "Husband, didn't I ask you to leave? Why are you feeding mosquitoes alone outside?"

Yang Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Wife, do you think I am willing to feed mosquitoes outside? Your dad has been smoking in the yard below. How do you let me go? You can't go down in big shorts, right?"

Seeing Yang Feng's whole body full of big bags, Ye Mengyan couldn't help but laugh.

Yang Feng gritted his teeth and said, "My junior sister must have done it on purpose!"

Ye Mengyan asked in confusion: "Husband, how do you know that Pinting did it on purpose? Maybe Pinting was just a coincidence?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Feng sneered.

If Zhu Pinting didn't do it on purpose, he wouldn't believe it even if he died.

The next day, early in the morning.

Ye Mengyan and Zhu Pinting went to work.

As for Yang Feng, they slept until noon.

After getting up at noon, Yang Feng washed up.

"Dad, I'm hungry."

Today, Yang Panpan was not in school and immediately screamed when he saw Yang Feng.

Yang Feng went up and hugged Yang Panpan and said, "Good daughter, is it okay for Dad to cook for you?"

"Uh-huh!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Panpan nodded vigorously.

Then, Yang Feng entered the kitchen and started cooking.

Yang Panpan asked curiously: "Dad, what delicious food are you going to make for me?"

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Panpan, can my dad make you boiled live fish today?"

Yang Panpan shouted happily: "Dad is so good, these are what Panpan likes to eat."

About ten minutes later, Yang Feng brought out several dishes.

Seeing so many dishes, Yang Panpan shouted happily: "Dad, there are so many delicious dishes!"

"Hahaha!" Yang Feng laughed and said, "Panpan, how about you try the food your father cooks?"

"Uh-huh!"

Yang Panpan nodded vigorously and started eating.

In fact, for Yang Feng, cooking is a piece of cake.

In the past, Yang Feng often performed tasks outside and had to solve the problem of eating by himself.

Yang Feng still remembers that there was a task to approach the king of a certain country.

As a result, the king loved food, so Yang Feng sneaked into the palace and became a chef.

Later, Yang Feng established a good relationship with the king, and Daxia signed a peace treaty with the country.

Therefore, Yang Feng's cooking skills are no worse than those of the imperial chefs in the palace.

While eating, Yang Panpan raised his head and opened his eyes wide and asked, "Dad, can you cook for me often in the future? You always go outside, and Panpan is so bored that he is alone at home."

Hearing this, Yang Feng felt extremely guilty.

Indeed, Yang Feng has always been very busy and has ignored the care of Yang Panpan. He is an unqualified father.

Yang Feng touched Yang Panpan's head and said, "Panpan is sorry, Dad promised to cook for you every day if you have time in the future."

Yang Panpan asked expectantly: "Dad, are you saying true?"

Yang Feng nodded vigorously and said, "Dad, what he said is of course true."

"Dad, I want another bowl of rice."

"Okay! Dad, I'll get you some food."

During this meal, Yang Panpan ate three bowls of rice.

After dinner, Yang Feng sat with Yang Panpan on the sofa and watched cartoons.

Seeing Yang Panpan's happy look, Yang Feng felt that he was really lacking in care for Panpan.

Yang Feng made up his mind to spend more time with his daughter when he has time.

The next day, Yang Feng drove Yang Panpan to school.

Yang Feng drove a Rolls-Royce Phantom and took Yang Panpan to study.

Soon, Yang Feng drove to the school gate.

Yang Panpan is now in the first grade of elementary school.

With Yang Feng's conditions, he naturally studied for Yang Panpan to study in the best aristocratic school in the entire Donghai.
Chapter completed!