The Evil Law of the Bad Daughter

Lan Raoyin looked surprised, turned her head, and saw Jin walking with a smile on her face.

"Eating breakfast? Do I have a share?" Yi Yanfeng received news early in the morning that Lan Ruoyin had recovered her memory, and also analyzed whether it would hurt her.

Jin also felt very surprised, maybe because Lan Raoyin's affection for Yi Yanfeng was too deep, and the scene of him jumping into the sea gave her a great shock and shock, so she recovered, and it didn't hurt her.

Both are very happy.

Jin was also happy to see her so happy.

He can't give her happiness.So I can only make way for her to go.

"Jin... you're here! I miss you so much..." Lan Ruoyin threw herself into Jin's arms.

Jin patted her on the back, as if deliberately trying to annoy Yi Yanfeng, and leaned into her ear, "I miss you too!"

"Xia Jin!" Yi Yanfeng was dissatisfied.

Jin smiled, and noticed the hickey marks on her neck.

That's right, she belonged to him.

Thinking of this, Jin also felt relieved.

Such a lively little Luo had never appeared before him.

Lan Ruoyin stuck out her tongue at Yi Yanfeng, "Why are you so mean to Jin?"

Yi Yanfeng slapped the table and stood up, just as he was about to pull her over, his face turned pale, and a tearing pain pierced through his heart.

It's becoming more and more uncontrollable.

Lan Raoyin saw that his face had changed, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly, so he supported him. "Feng, how are you?"

Yi Yanfeng covered his chest with one hand, this kind of pain tortured him many times a day, and it became more frequent since he jumped into the sea yesterday.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and Lan Ruo was so anxious that he was on the verge of tears. "Jin...what to do? What to do? You are a doctor, help him."

"Silly girl, I'm fine!" Yi Yanfeng breathed a sigh of relief, the pain finally disappeared.

In fact, he didn't want to show it in front of her and make her blame herself, but... this is beyond his control.

Jin's face was a little dignified, and his spiritual sense swept away, the situation is not very optimistic.

"I can't help him, Xiaoluo, you're really good at it." The feast of death is the most fatal injury.

"Okay! It's none of your business!" Seeing Lan Ruoyin's tears streaming down, Yi Yanfeng's expression turned cold, didn't Jin poke her wound? "Don't worry! It's just a matter of time, and it will always be resolved."

Jin looked at him deeply, and what he said was really sweet. If his method is used to solve the trouble of the feast of death, it should be conservatively estimated that it will take 14 years.

"Jin, really? How long will that take?"

Just as Jin was about to say something, he was threatened by Yi Yanfeng's eyes and shut his mouth. "Ask him yourself."

Jin refused to say it, and it was even more impossible for Yi Yanfeng to say it.

Lan Raoyin was depressed for a while, and sat on the dining table in silence.

Yi Yanfeng and Jin looked at each other.

"Yin'er, are you angry?"

"Yes! I'm so angry with myself!"

"But Xiaoluo, if this is not the case, you will not be able to recover your memory, and you will definitely leave Yi Yanfeng. Which of these two outcomes do you think is better for him?"

"Besides, I did it voluntarily."

The two finally stood on the united front.

Lan Raoyin thought about it, of course Yi Yanfeng wanted this result, "But I'm just angry with myself!"

"It's not your fault, baby."

"You can vent your anger on Zhao Ranxin!"

The two sang together, and Lan Ruoyin's mood really improved a little. This time, she didn't dare to tease Yi Yanfeng anymore, and put her arms around his arm, she must always be by his side.

"Jin, is there anything that can relieve the pain during the attack?" For example, painkillers or something.

Jin blushed, "It's not a disease, but there is indeed a way."

"any solution?"

"This kind of pain will occur many times a day, because of the dark element, especially at night, did he have an attack last night?"

Lan Ruoyin, "..."

Jin, Jin, you can actually say such things so tactfully...

Seeing her blushing and silent, Yi Yanfeng smiled, feeling extremely good.

Jin was helpless, although she was jealous, she was relieved.

"The feast of death comes from you, and your comfort can naturally suppress its rage."

appease……

Mr. Xia Jin, can you be more tactful?

Yi Yanfeng laughed.

Lan Raoyin slammed down the chair and ran away blushing.

Jin laughed too. "Thank you for making her so happy." This is the truest version of her.

"You're welcome." Yi Yanfeng said generously.

Jin shook her head, it would be bright if given some sunshine, who the hell.

"You are suffering from the feast of death now, do you regret it?"

"Are you kidding? It gave me such a good reason to make out with my wife, and it's too late to thank!"

He spoke more directly than Jin, and Jin couldn't bear it anymore, "Virtue! How many times do you have seizures a day? It takes more than ten times at night, why don't you still..."

Jin, who is pure and pure, can't be as shameless as Yi Yanfeng.

Yi Yanfeng smiled ambiguously. "She might compromise if she feels distressed!"

Jin was furious, "Sure enough shameless!"

Even though she knew he couldn't let her do that, how could she still have fun doing it when she was exhausted.

Ke Jin just couldn't get angry with his shameless "I can eat more than you can eat".

snort!

"One more thing, I promised you, Xia Jin, thank you!"

"A slap and then a candy?" Jin hummed, still very happy in his heart, he was probably the only person in the world who made him say these two words, and it was twice.

"Your situation, give me some time!"

It doesn't matter to Yi Yanfeng, it's worth being tortured like this for a lifetime.

But God's lifespan is so long that it makes people despair, and being tortured day after day will make even the strongest people despair?