You are a demon

"San'er, just open the door",

He has been knocking on the door frame persistently for an hour, but there is still no movement in the room.

"General, it's time for dinner",

The old steward was also very worried. No one in the general's mansion could understand the temperament of this young master. He heard from outsiders that he was just a small servant, but the general enshrined him like an ancestor. It must go through the hands of Mr. Shan. It is really... not a good thing to have such a person dragging the general.

Unexpectedly, Fan Meng slapped his head when he heard the words, his face was full of remorse,

"It's already so late, San'er must be hungry too, Lao Chen hastened to prepare dinner for San'er."

Turning around, seeing that the steward was motionless, he waved his hand,

"Go, why are you still standing here?"

Chen Guanshi frowned, but seeing that the general was only focused on Mr. Shan, he couldn't say much, so he could only retreat to prepare meals.

In the room, Shan Feng held the account book and finally read the remaining two pages, rubbed his eyes, took out the cotton wool from his ears, and turned his head to look out the window, only to realize that it was already so late.

"I don't know if that fool has left or not."

Shan Feng got up, rubbed his numb legs, stepped forward and gently opened the carved mahogany door.

Looking at the empty courtyard, he sneered,

"Did you really leave?"

He lost and turned around, but he didn't expect that there was a person squatting by the corner.

"Hey, daughter-in-law, are you looking for me?"

Looking at his mean smile, he knew that this guy must be hiding here on purpose. Shan Feng flicked his sleeves and walked into the house. He was about to close the door, but was caught by Fan Meng's foot.

"release".

"Do not".

Shan Feng looked at him coldly, and quietly repeated,

"release".

Fan Meng turned a deaf ear.

"Ah, I broke my leg and murdered my husband! Well..."

Seeing him shouting like a naughty man, Shan Feng had no choice but to cover his mouth and drag him into the house.

Seeing this, Fan Meng secretly smiled, and went into San'er's bedroom very cooperatively. The daughter-in-law's hands were cold, and she didn't know what the smell was. Would she be angry if she licked it? Probably not... .

"Ah! What are you doing!"

Shan Feng glared at him, with a faint blush in the corner of his eyes, he didn't know whether it was from shame or anger, he complained, but he put his hands on him and wiped him.

I really don't understand why a general is so naive as a child.

He sat quietly by the desk with his back to Fan Meng,

"Also, I'm not your wife, don't bark."

The hydrangea was picked up, and the old man also recognized it, so no matter how many times Shan Feng said it, Fan Meng would regard him as his wife in his heart, but they were all special men, so San'er couldn't accept it for a while, Fan Meng also understood Yes, just get used to it.

"San'er is hungry, I asked Lao Chen to prepare dinner."

Hearing him change the subject like this, Shan Feng is not the kind of person who likes to pester, but he didn't bark for a long time, and suddenly came out like this, it felt strange.

"understood".

Afterwards, Shan Feng kept listening to him gossip, but kept silent about today's private meeting with the handsome guy, so he couldn't help being a little annoyed.

Can't help but ask,

"I heard something happened to the teahouse?"

Fan Meng was taken aback when he heard the words,

"San'er heard about it too."

Shan Feng felt unhappy when he saw his index finger tapping on the table unconsciously, every time he felt guilty, he would make this movement, there was indeed a problem.

said lightly,

"Xuanjing is a bad place, small things go like wildfire, not to mention big things involving the Prime Minister and Luo Shangshu."

Fan Meng usually doesn't talk about official affairs after returning to the mansion. He, the general of a country, has just returned to Xuanjing, and he has a lot of affairs to deal with. San'er has already handed over the affairs of the mansion to take care of them. How can he dare to deal with such bad things? Again.

At this moment, hearing him bring it up like this, I can only smile and play sloppy eyes,

"It's just a few dude disciples, and they should be able to calm down for a few days after learning the lesson."

"That's your business, I don't care."

Fan Meng was a little confused when he heard the words, San'er seemed to have eaten gunpowder today, and the question he asked was also inexplicable.

"Then what do you want to ask?"

Shan Feng clasped the white jade cup in his hand, closed his crimson lips, and did not speak, which made Fan Meng's heart flutter.

At this time, Lao Chen brought a group of maidservants to present the dinner,

"Deputy General Guan asked the old slave to hand this over to the general."

Fan Meng nodded with a stern face, and asked the servants to retreat. After they left, he opened the oiled paper and presented the buns in front of Shan Feng like a treasure.

"This is San'er's favorite big meat bun from Chengxi Baozi Shop. Try one, it's still warm."

Shan Feng looked into his shining eyes, and couldn't say no to him, but then he thought, would this guy deliberately bribe himself with buns?

"Eat it yourself".

Fan Meng looked at the steamed stuffed bun in his hand suspiciously, flipped through it twice,

"The buns are not bad, why don't you eat them?"

"I'm not hungry",

Shan Feng swallowed, and cruelly moved his eyes away from the steamed stuffed bun.

"Nonsense, I heard your stomach growling twice just now."

"Fan Meng! Did you do it on purpose!"

How can there be such a straightforward guy, Shan Feng has two red clouds crawling on his cheeks, this time he is probably really ashamed.

Fan Meng blinked innocently,

"What did I do on purpose?"

"you......"

She wanted to say a few words to him, but she saw the seriousness in his eyes, and she seemed to be the unreasonable one.

"San'er, why are you talking strangely today, are you sick, let me see",

Fan Meng just wanted to put his hand on Shan Feng's forehead, but he brushed it away.

"You haven't returned home for half a month, and as soon as you came back, you went to your little boy's private meeting, and left me here to settle accounts for you. Don't you have a plan?"

Shan Feng finished speaking in one go without panting.

But after he finished speaking, both of them fell into silence.

"Does San'er care about me?",

Fan Meng's voice was deep, especially his calmness, but if you listen carefully, you will find subtle trembling and caution in it.

Shan Feng was so angry that his head swelled, his whole body seemed to be drenched with cold water, did he care about Fan Meng?No, no, why would he care about him?

"I do not......"

"Haha, San'er is just jealous. San'er is afraid that I will be with others, and San'er also likes me~"

Fan Meng hugged Shan Feng happily, and twirled happily.

"You idiot, put me down!"

Shan Feng was turned dizzy and patted him on the back shoulder.

After patting Fan Meng twice but he refused to let go, Shan Feng sighed.

"Hiss~ pain pain pain",

Fan Meng finally stopped messing around, put Shan Feng down, and rubbed his wrists aggrievedly, San'er was too strong, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was born with supernatural power.

Shan Feng rearranged his clothes and sat down,

"Be honest."

"Explain what?"

When Shan Feng heard the words, he slapped the table,

"You're still playing dumb!"

Fan Meng touched his nose guiltily,

"I said that I don't know the young master outside the teahouse, does San'er believe me?"

Shan Feng asked,

"Should I believe it or not?"

Fan Meng no longer talked poorly, stood up in a military posture, and confessed honestly,

"Well, the young master said that his name is Lin Lang, and he once presented a little song at the reception banquet."

"So... From now on, I will secretly promise you, and I will look for people infatuatedly, and from now on, I will be inseparable and follow from the end of the world?"

Hearing this, Fan Meng couldn't hold back his laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

Fan Meng walked up to Shan Feng's side, pinched that swollen cheek,

"Which script did San'er read about the vulgar plot?"

Shan Feng brushed away the callused hand, curled his lips and said,

"Leave me alone".

Seeing the person who is usually good at calculating show such a petty attitude, Fan Meng was in a good mood,

"Hehe, don't worry San'er, even if my heart secretly agrees, I, Fan Meng, will only be with San'er."

"What nonsense are you talking about again?"

Fan Meng pulled a stool and sat beside Shan Feng,

"He just asked me about Mr. Fu's injury, nothing else."

"Really?"

Fan Meng smiled and rolled his eyes, obviously he cared a lot, but his mouth was unforgiving,

"real".

"Okay, don't be angry, let's see what this is?"

Seeing him take out an envelope from his sleeve, Shan Feng was a little puzzled, but after reading the words clearly, he was shocked,

"Letter from home! Did my father send it to me?"

It would be a lie to say that there was no surprise, Shan Feng was not valued at all at home, he never thought that he would receive a letter from his family after coming to Xuanjing for so long.

"Nature is for you",

Fan Meng patted Shan Feng's head, seeing him so excited that he felt a little distressed, and he didn't know how San'er spent the past ten years.