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Chapter 122 Han Yueying's Dream

Lying on the bed, Leng Feng repeatedly asked himself, this kind of feeling is so happy, so relaxed and so sweet, it can make people forget the feeling of bloody and killing before, is it the feeling of being in love, especially when Han Yueying said After the sound of snoring, she couldn't help but turned sideways, looking at Han Yueying's beautiful figure obsessively.

In her sleep, Han Yueying turned over and faced Leng Feng. Her long eyelashes were so cute under the light, and her pretty face that could be broken by blows brought a kind of tranquility to Leng Feng. Feel.

Leng Feng suddenly wanted to kiss Han Yueying, but thinking that Han Yueying had been tired for days and was frightened again today, he couldn't bear it.

Just when Leng Feng was about to close her eyes, Han Yueying suddenly lay on Leng Feng's body like an eight-legged octopus, not only wrapped her arms around Leng Feng, but also put her feet on Leng Feng's stomach.

Leng Feng didn't expect Han Yueying to have such an ugly sleeping posture, but when he felt Han Yueying's soft and alluring body pressed tightly against his body, he couldn't help but burst into wolf moans.

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, if you wake her up, she will definitely cut me off." Leng Feng secretly thought of Amitabha, but after all, he had eaten so many tonics, and Han Yueying was really sexy , I can't control my impulse.

Han Yueying had a dream. She dreamed that she was lying on a piece of green grass, enjoying the warm sun shining on her body, and she felt an indescribable comfort.

But when she felt something scratch her leg, Han Yueying frowned and turned over and sat up. After seeing the carrot protruding from the ground on the grass, Han Yueying began to pick the carrot proudly.

The radish seemed to be buried deep in the ground, Han Yueying took a lot of effort to get the radish out, and lay down contentedly, but when her thigh was scratched again, Han Yueying finally got angry and turned over again Sitting up, he began to compete with Radish.

"Leng Feng, what are you doing?" Woke up the next morning, walked into the bathroom to wash up, and saw that Leng Feng was washing something there, Han Yueying greeted Leng Feng with a strange expression, This guy has always been a person who doesn't even help the oil pot when it's down. Why is he doing housework on his own initiative like a different person today?

"Honey, it's nothing..." Leng Feng shivered subconsciously, and when she turned around, she hid her wet shorts behind her back.

"Leng Feng, I'm sorry..." Han Yueying saw this scene, especially after seeing Leng Feng's dark eye circles, she vaguely understood something, and said something timidly to Leng Feng.

"It seems that I have to untie my knot as soon as possible, otherwise, Leng Feng can't stand it, and it's not a problem to keep dreaming." Han Yueying sighed, smiled at Leng Feng, and left silently to the washroom.

"Eat more, eat more." When they sat at the dining table, Zhang Yuexiu and Wu Ma had already prepared breakfast, especially when Zhang Yuexiu saw Leng Feng's dark eye circles, she smiled happily.

Looking at the table full of great tonics, Leng Feng wanted to cry, but he could only force a smile and gobble it up in front of Zhang Yuexiu.

"Leng Feng, I had a dream last night..." When going out with Leng Feng, Han Yueying remembered the weird dream last night, and hurriedly told Leng Feng. After finishing speaking, Han Yueying looked nervously. Looking at Leng Feng: "People say that you think about it every day and dream at night. Does this indicate something?"

Seeing Han Yueying's thirst for knowledge, Leng Feng was a little terrified, and said to himself: "Honey, do you know that what you dialed is not a carrot, but mine... Otherwise, how could I get up so early?" Washing shorts, if you didn't sleep well all night, how could my eye circles be dark!"

"This dream is very ordinary, it's nothing." Thinking about what Han Yueying did to him last night, Leng Feng forced himself to smile.

"Leng Feng, I have something to go out today. What's there with Mr. Han, you can deal with it." As soon as he entered the office, Li Sitong said coldly, and left the office with his proud head held high.

"This girl, I'm afraid her menopause is early." Leng Feng couldn't help slandering herself, and sat down at the desk with a resentful expression on her face.

"Leng Feng..." Just as Leng Feng turned on the computer and wanted to play a few match games to pass the time, a delicate voice sounded.

Leng Feng turned his head, and seeing Yang Xiruo leaning against the door frame, looking at him charmingly, he quickly stood up, and looked at Yang Xiruo with amazement.

As soon as he entered the office today, Yang Xiruo heard the comments from his peers. After learning that those who died yesterday were all powerful men from the Western underground world, Yang Xiruo's heart skipped a beat. How can the person who has a headache be like ooze in front of Leng Feng, who can be pinched as he wants.

Thinking that every time I asked Leng Feng's identity, Leng Feng would talk about it, Yang Xiruo secretly decided that today he must have a good meeting with Leng Feng, if Leng Feng is still chattering like the previous few times , I will definitely beat out Leng Feng's shit.

"Sister Xiwei, do you think that I saved you so many times, and you were moved by my great personality charm, and you miss me, and you came to see me so early in the morning?" After Ruorang entered the office, he poured Yang Xiruo a glass of water.

"Leng Feng, who are you?" Yang Xiruo knew that if he went around with Leng Feng, he would be driven mad by Leng Feng in the end, so he straight to the point and said his reason for coming.

"I said I'm a man, and it's written on my ID card." Leng Feng said seriously.

Yang Xiruo's chest began to swell, and the huge elasticity contained in it seemed to burst the shirt.

"I'm really a man. If you don't believe me, you can try it." Leng Feng looked at Yang Xiruo's chest that seemed to be ripping out, and swallowed with some difficulty.

"Leng Feng, can you get in shape a little bit?" Yang Xiruo gritted his teeth, and said these words word by word.

"Why am I out of shape?" Leng Feng looked aggrieved.

"You bastard..." Yang Xiruo ran away immediately, flung his fangs and claws at Leng Feng, before he arrived, a whip kick slammed Leng Feng hard.

"You are not my opponent..." Facing Yang Xiruo's fierce attack, Leng Feng did not retreat but advanced. When Yang Xiruo's leg hit his shoulder, his body sank, eliminating the force At the same time, he grabbed Yang Xiruo's leg.

"Let me go..." Yang Xiruo blushed with anger, twitched his legs, and said viciously when he couldn't do so.

"Such a delicate beauty, who fights and kills all day, isn't she afraid that she won't get married?" Leng Feng pinched Yang Xiruo's leg, and looked at Yang Xiruo with sympathy.

Yang Xiruo felt that his lungs were going to explode with anger, and his eyes looked at Leng Feng as if they were about to burst into flames. Under the rush of anger, Yang Xiruo lowered his head fiercely, biting Leng Feng viciously. on the shoulders.

(End of this chapter)