A dim flashing shone on a piece of paper with names on the table. Feng Xiantao kept drawing thin lines on it, and finally circled a name on the top of it with a red pen - Wang Kaiping. Ten years ago, in this small bungalow, under such dim lights, the name he circled was 'Zhang Tianyou'. Ten years later, when he circled the three words 'Wang Kaiping', he suddenly felt upset. But he just thought that it was because he had not found out the origin of the woman next to Lan Feng for so many days. After tearing the circled paper apart, Feng Xiantao pushed open the door and walked out. The lights outside were already on, and he took a long breath. He said to a young man as weak as him who was guarding the door: "Go and do a comprehensive investigation, and then make a coincidence, let me meet Wang Kaiping!"

The weak young man nodded, and then the uncle left the small bungalow and disappeared into the corner in the distance...

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After Miao Ya left after supper, Lan Feng brought the food of two people upstairs.

Xia Wei and Lan Ling were whispering under the quilt, and laughing happily from time to time. After Lan Feng entered, the two of them immediately kept silent. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Xiao Wei, is he teaching Ling'er a way to surrender his husband?"

Xia Wei blushed and said, "I don't have any way to surrender my husband. Besides, Ling'er and I should surrender you."

Lan Feng smiled and said, "Yes, if you want to surrender me, you have to work harder. Don't lie down all day like today. Then you can't surrender."

Lan Ling said angrily: "Look at your smugness. If I hadn't been here for the first time, I wouldn't have the chance to show off your power. Xiaowei was telling me just now... Um..." Before Lan Ling finished speaking, Xia Wei covered her mouth tightly and threatened: "Ling'er, if you want to talk nonsense, I will ignore you in the future."

Lan Ling shook her head quickly and said that she didn't say anything. Xia Wei let go of her mouth. Lan Feng put down the plate in his hand and smiled evilly and walked around Xia Wei. When Xia Wei saw Lan Feng's evil smile, she immediately felt danger. She pulled the quilt nervously and pressed the quilt around her body. But in the end she still couldn't escape Lan Feng's clutch. When Lan Feng approached Xia Wei's bed, she let out her hand along the edge of the quilt. Xia Wei had put on her nightgown, but after her great pair of greats was caught by Lan Feng, her pretty face suddenly turned red to the base of her neck. She reached out to catch Lan Feng's hand and said angrily: "Don't move here, I don't have the strength today!"

Lan Feng smiled evilly and said, "Tell me what technique you told Ling'er to surrender your husband? Otherwise, I will immediately rectify you."

Xia Wei was rubbed by Lan Feng, and gradually felt her body getting hot. Knowing that if this continues, she was afraid that she would not be able to hold back. If she continues, she would not have thought about going to class tomorrow. She said anxiously: "Don't, let go, I can't help it. If you let go, I will tell you!"

Lan Feng also knew that Xia Wei was definitely undefeated today, so he let go with a good time and smiled and said, "Can you say it?"

Xia Wei blushed and said, "They just told Ling'er... to say... to wait until Sister Xingyu comes and then take revenge together!"

Thinking of Xingyu, Lan Feng's heart was ignited again. He couldn't help but imagine that if Xingyu also came to this big bed and then the spectacular scene of three jade bodies. However, Lan Feng knew that Xingyu would never agree to serve him on the same bed like Lan Lingxia Wei. Of course, what Xia Wei had imagined to take revenge together could not be realized. Thinking of this, Lan Feng felt a little regretful.

Getting rid of those messy thoughts, Lan Feng smiled at Xia Wei and said, "Okay, if you want to take revenge, you have to wait for you to get up first. Come on, Sister Ning has prepared golden millet porridge for you. I'll wait for you to take revenge after you have enough!"

Lan Ling said angrily, "You think beautifully, you can take advantage of all the advantages. Humph, did you bring another beautiful girl here today? But I heard you say that I am not in front of her. I also said that I am a crazy girl. Do you have a new love and you have to abandon your old love?"

After Lan Feng handed the millet porridge to Xia Wei, he went around Lan Ling, bit a spoon and fed it over and said with a smile: "It's Miao Ya, I asked her to help us plant flowers. Are you planning to tell her that my baby Ling'er experienced a storm last night and was recovering from his injuries on the bed and could not move. Then he told her where Ling'er was injured, right?"

Lan Ling's face immediately turned red and she said angrily: "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, Huh, feed me?"

Lan Feng smiled evilly and took a sip of porridge into his mouth and then leaned over. Lan Ling immediately dodged and said angrily: "If you don't give me, who will tell you to call me crazy girl!"

Lan Feng couldn't help but forcefully climbed up, but Lan Ling looked so confused that she opened her mouth obediently, which made Xia Wei next to him giggle.

Enjoy it, but this day, Lan Feng's skin increased by at least two millimeters. Ning Xiang would look at him with warm eyes every time he saw him. Lan Feng could not stand that look at him at first, and his skin became more and more cocooned. So, after feeding Lan Lingxiawei, she sent the tableware, Ning Xiang smiled warmly again, "Lan Feng, thank you so much today. Let you be a nanny. I should have done these things. I am really sorry."

Lan Feng is no longer so embarrassed, but instead smiled and said, "Sister Ning, don't be proud, your Ajie will have a chance to deliver food to you in the future."

Lan Feng's teasing made Ning Xiang unable to bear it immediately. She blushed and snatched the tableware in Lan Feng's hand and said, "What nonsense? Let me go out. The kitchen is my territory. My territory must be listened to me. Ajie will not be as fickle as you. With one after another, Xiaowei and Lan Ling are both close to the water and towers by you. Forget it, Lan Xue is also your little lover."

As soon as Ning Xiang finished speaking, she felt a cold wind blowing in the kitchen. Xueying's figure suddenly appeared next to Lan Feng, staring at Ning Xiang fiercely, with a very bad look. Although Ning Xiang was used to Xueying's elusiveness, she had never seen Xueying glaring at her so hard. Moreover, Xueying's angry breath made Ning Xiang feel cold from head to toe. The plates that had just been snatched from Lan Feng's hand fell to the ground.

"According to your words, it should be a maid, not a lover, don't make a mistake!" Xueying's cold voice hit Ning Xiang's nerves. Ning Xiang's face was pale and unconsciously took two steps back, and had already reached the stove where the gas stove was set. Lan Feng hurriedly stopped Xueying and said, "Xue'er, what are you doing, Sister Ning is just kidding!"

Xueying became gentler. When Lan Feng saw her gentler, he said, "Xue'er, you go out first!"

After Xueying went out, Lan Feng smiled and said, "Sister Ning, you're joking, are you okay?"

Ning Xiang sighed and said, "It's okay? I'm scared to death. I'm afraid of your baby maid. Go out quickly. I'll clean up the broken dishes on the ground. Also, when you go to Tianjin, you can take your maid away, don't leave it at home. I can't guarantee whether she will kill us if you are not here."

Lan Feng smiled bitterly and said, "I originally planned to keep her at home to protect you, but since you have your Ajie protection, of course I will take her away."

Ning Xiang gave Lan Feng a blank look and said, "Take it away? You are afraid that there will be no one on the road..." Ning Xiang said, suddenly thinking that the joke would continue and Xueying would be pulled on. She immediately stopped and said, "Forget it, I won't be kidding you."

Lan Feng didn't expect Xueying to get so much fire because of Ning Xiang's joke. After turning out of the kitchen, Lan Feng said to the empty living room: "Xue'er, come with me!"

Xueying's figure appeared in the corner of the sofa, stood up and followed Lan Feng upstairs. Lan Feng entered Lan Ling's room. A pink-style room looked extremely warm. Lan Feng sat on Lan Ling's bed and lay down gently. There was still a faint virgin fragrance left on Lan Ling's quilt. Lan Feng knew that after last night, this fragrance could no longer be smelled from Lan Ling. He couldn't help but take a few more sips, then looked at Xueying who followed her into the room and said, "Xue'er, come to my arms!"

Xueying sat gentlely next to Lan Feng, then fell sideways and leaned in Lan Feng's arms. She did not do this once, and she had already made it all over again. She knew what kind of position to find on Lan Feng's body to be the most comfortable. As usual, she fell into Lan Feng's arms and curled up like a kitten, with all her hair scattered on Lan Feng's chest.

Lan Feng smoothed out the hair lovingly and said softly: "Xue'er, why are you so sensitive to the word "lover"? You are already mine, don't you want to be my lover?"

Xueying did not move because Lan Feng did not let her sit up or lie down. She leaned on Lan Feng's chest and said coldly: "When the young master needs to use Xueer, Xue'er will naturally fulfill his duties as a slave, but being a lover requires the young master to give his feelings. Xue'er vowed to be a servant and dare not ask for the young master's feelings."

Lan Feng was stunned. Xueying's theory was really 'reasonable and well-founded'. He wanted to tell Xueying that he had given his feelings, but he always found that he could not say this to Xueying, the cold woman. In the end, he swallowed it in his stomach. Holding Xueying in his arms, Lan Feng suddenly remembered Xingyu, who had something in common with Xueying's cold. The day before yesterday, his ecstasy with her was still circling in Lan Feng's mind. Lan Feng couldn't help but take out his cell phone and dialed Xingyu's cell phone directly.
Chapter completed!