His voice is sweeter than honey

Zhou Jilin leaned forward with a big face.With his flattering appearance, Yan Feng knew that he wanted something for him.

Yan Feng packed up the photography equipment needed for class in the afternoon, and asked without raising his eyelids: "Tell me, what else can I ask for?"

Zhou Jilin rubbed his hands and laughed, "Xiaofeng, November 11st, are you free?"

"No. 1?" Yan Feng frowned. How would he know what happened a month later? While thinking, he took out his phone and checked the calendar.It's Saturday, so it's expected to be fine.He stared suspiciously at Zhou Jilin and asked, "Not yet, what's the matter?"

Zhou Jilin smiled doggedly: "On the 1st, our department's open day, there is an exhibition of our group's works. This work...you know, it was made for the competition. Registration requires some professional photography to submit materials. I want to ask you to see if you have time to come and do me a favor?"

At first, I thought it was another unreliable and strange request from the game. When he heard that it was related to the school, Yan Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and responded with a smile: "Hey, this kind of thing will definitely help! Dalin, if you say a word, I'm free all day on the 1st!"

"Thank you so much!!" Zhou Jilin hugged his good roommate with tears in his eyes, "Xiaofeng, I knew you were the best for me!"

Yan Feng stroked Zhou Jilin's head affectionately, and smiled slightly: "You also know who treats you best, so don't do anything to trick me in the future, understand?"

Zhou Jilin knew what Yan Feng was referring to. This vengeful guy remembered from the end of August to the beginning of October!Zhou Jilin giggled with a playful smile: "Xiaofeng, you can't say that. It's not thanks to me that I found you a big husband..."

Before the guy finished speaking, he was beaten by Yan Feng and scrambled back to his room.

Yan Feng picked up the broom casually and cursed at Zhou Jilin's ass, "Husband, husband, I beat you until you called me husband!"

Zhou Jilin still didn't want to really make Yan Feng angry, not because it hurt him to beat someone.It may be because Yan Feng is also the queen photographer of their group, or it may be because Yan Feng's cooking is so delicious.

In this unshitty southern American countryside, all the Chinese restaurants are poisoned by Western tastes. If you want to eat authentic Chinese food, you may search all over the village. Only Chef Yan here is the most authentic. !

After Yan Feng got out of class, his shameless bad roommate sent a WeChat message: Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng, I feel sick to my stomach today, I want to order a light dish!

The message was received, but the chef pretended not to see it.

You are not feeling well, today the chef will bring you a dish of spicy boiled beef!

Yan Feng, who was choosing ingredients in the supermarket, was seriously obsessed with what size tenderloin to buy, when a light men's perfume broke into his nose.

Yan Feng sniffed his little nose, this is the smell that can capture him, just like a predator will attack when it smells blood, perfume also has the ability to capture prey.

Yan Feng was about to look up at the source of the fragrance, when a shadow blocked his sight.An arm was stretched out in front of Yan Feng. It seemed that Yan Feng was standing in the way of someone picking up the goods.

"Excuse me."

A magnetic and pleasant male voice came.Next to Yan Feng was a tall man with a very standard American pronunciation, which made Yan Feng think that the other party would be a handsome American guy with blond hair and blue eyes, but when he looked up, he saw a handsome Asian profile with sharp edges and corners. A pair of vintage gold-rimmed round glasses hang on the bridge of the nose.

Yan Feng subconsciously took half a step back to make way for him to get the goods.The handsome Asian young man was wearing a white bluetooth headset, and from time to time he answered "huh-huh", apparently on the phone.

Is this such a handsome face?Yan Feng was fascinated, staring at this face for a long time and couldn't take his eyes off.It wasn't until the man finished picking out the items and gave Yan Feng a puzzled look that he realized how offensive his actions were just now.

While listening to the phone, the man just slightly licked the corners of his mouth at Yan Feng in a friendly manner, and didn't care about Yan Feng's rude gaze. Perhaps he was used to being stared at by others.He took the selected items and turned away from the shelf.

His smile is like a spring breeze.

It took Yan Feng a long time to realize that this person was the male protagonist in the photo taken by Yan Feng outside the coffee shop, who made him glance at him for thousands of years!

Just as Yan Feng was about to raise his foot to catch up with him, an arm was suddenly wrapped around his neck.Yan Feng turned his head in fright, and met several pairs of big silly eyes.

Damn it, it's his stupid roommate's bunch of stupid brothers!

Thanks to Zhou Jilin, this group of idiots often ate and drank at Yan Feng's house, eating and drinking at Yan Feng's house. They eat people's mouths and make people soft. These guys take a mouthful of "Brother Feng" every day, as sweet as they want .

"Brother Feng! What a coincidence! You're also shopping!" Xiao Wang said.

"Yo! Brother Feng is buying meat! Brother Feng, do you mind if we go to eat at home!" Xiao Li said.

"Brother Feng! Old plan, you cook, we buy all the meat and vegetables! We also do the washing and sweeping!" Xiao Qi said.

After Yan Feng dealt with several people, he turned around and saw that his handsome guy had already left.

Why does he always disappear so fast!

"What is Brother Feng looking for?" Xiao Qi saw that Yan Feng was absent-minded, and called his brothers to help find someone together, "Tiezi, help Brother Feng find someone!"

Yan Feng had nothing to say to these fools.

The deep and pleasant "excuseme" lingered in Yan Feng's mind for a long time.He always felt that he had heard this voice somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Forget it." Yan Feng sighed, probably because the English pronunciation position is not the same as Chinese, maybe he thought of some European and American star.Thinking of this, Yan Feng turned around and walked to the cashier. "Check out and go home."

At this moment, Chef Yan has only one vicious thought——

Eat it, eat it, I won't kill you if it's spicy!

Chef Yan's boiled beef is very delicious.With a shake of the hand and the release of the pepper, the pepper killed half the lives of those present.

The next day, Yan Feng's stomach hurts a lot.

Yan Feng is transporting darts, his stomach hurts too much, and he plans to transport a safe racing car that will not be hijacked. If there is less money, the less money, he urgently needs to go to the pit.

Yan Feng counted the time to get out of the toilet, and when he was distressed because of his restlessness, he found that Cang Jue in the game was standing alone at the resurrection point, the escort car was gone, and his blood bar was gone.

"Where's my car?" Yan Feng couldn't help shouting.

Can safe drag racing be robbed?

Later, he calmed down and thought about it, probably because of muscle memory, he wanted to transport a safety car, but in the end he still transported an adventure car.

Yan Feng's stomach is still rumbling, because he loves chili, because he can't eat spicy food all year round, he has lost most of his ability to eat spicy food.Yan Feng was very angry, and turned his anger on the robber robber.He looked through the system records, and soon found the id of the robber.

"The Lost Civilization Maye" is a Taishan, the combat power is not low, the panel is not good, it is false!Totally passable.

Mayor player, you are dead now!