(Looking at the steaming food, I have no appetite.)

The entire space was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

I was used to silence in the past, and I always felt that I liked it very much. After a certain little woman came back, the dining table became obviously much more lively. The so-called eating without talking and sleeping without speaking does not exist here at all.

The dining table is always so lively,

Feng Qingyu's eyes couldn't help but fixate on a certain position, that was Sha Bei'er's position.

Yu's mother was huddled in the kitchen, taking pictures with her mobile phone.

The person being photographed was immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice Yu Ma's little movements.

Finally, after eating only a few mouthfuls, he put down his bowls and chopsticks and walked upstairs. The back of a person looked really miserable. Yu Yan squatted in the kitchen, looking at the scene he had just taken, and at Master Feng.

The loneliness in his eyes.

The handsome guy's loneliness really touches people's hearts.

No matter what, she felt a little distressed.

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Feng Qingyu walked back to the room, and the whole space became even quieter. But in the middle of the night, a figure sat up from the bed, without a trace of sleep in his eyes, lifted the quilt, stood up, and walked out of the room. He walked to Rui Rui's room.

At that time, I just paused and then walked directly to the target point.

The room was filled with pink, and there was the scent of a little woman in the air.

As soon as I walked into the room, I was surrounded by the fragrance. My cold and stiff body slowly relaxed, and I lay down on the pink bed in my nightgown, with my face pressed against the pillow of Shabelle. She was nearly 1.9 meters tall.

He is so tall, lying in a sea of ​​pink. This scene is really unbearable to look at...

It was already late at night, and Feng Qingyu really closed his eyes in the familiar scent of Sha Bei'er.

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After practicing all night, Yuan Diandian would never be able to get out of bed if it was normal, but early this morning, Yuan Diandian jumped up from the bed with a roar.

It was as if the aftereffects of last night's training didn't exist at all. The speed and spirit made Feng Tuoxi, who opened his eyes, momentarily doubt whether he was really in trouble. He obviously practiced very well last night, but what happened to his wife?

He looked completely untrained.

No whining or pain at all.

This is not scientific!

The eyes of self-doubt were staring at Yuan Diandian's back, burning. Apparently, a little woman who was in excitement didn't realize that she had already rushed outside at a rocket speed.

I also forgot that I was naked, and rushed directly to the small room in the bedroom, where there was a computer, and sat on the carpet. Open it, then quickly find the target, open...

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha!"

"Hahaha! Ouch! It hurts!"

She was so excited that she bent her waist. Only then did she realize that her whole body was sore. Yuan Diandian held her waist with one hand and couldn't bear to look away from the computer screen. The corners of her mouth were really about to burst.

Feng Tuoxi followed and walked out, watching Yuan Diandian holding her waist and smiling happily at the computer screen.

When he got closer, he was originally full of resentment, but when he saw Yuan Diandian supporting his waist, he stretched out his big hands to rub them. As soon as Feng Tuoxi took over, Yuan Diandian took advantage of the situation and leaned into Feng Tuoxi's arms.

In his arms, he pointed at the screen and said: "Look, look at your son's expression... Look at that lonely little look in his eyes, it really amused me to death! He is here too! He deserves it!"

As I talked, I became even happier.

She had been waiting for this day for a long time. Fortunately, she had prepared it early. When she left, she put a camera in Beier's room and asked Yu's mother to pay attention to Feng Qingyu and pass it to her if she took the picture.

What a beautiful day, I feel really good.

Feng Tuoxi glanced at the screen. It was Feng Qingyu sitting on the dining table, staring at the seat where Sha Beier was sitting...

"happy?"

“Very happy.”

Yuan Diandian has no sympathy at all. He is really the originator of gloating over misfortune.

"Feeling good?"

"Hmm...ah...oh...so sour..."

As Feng Tuoxi's big hand pressed up, Yuan Diandian's attention immediately turned to Feng Tuoxi's big hand, and he began to hum.

I have to say that Feng Tuoxi's skills are really good. The joke turned into Yuan Diandian lying on the sofa, being massaged and served by Feng Tuoxi.

The screams were more lustful than the last.

While being served, Yuan Diandian still stared at the screen and couldn't bear to leave, until there was a knock on the door. After being slapped on the butt by Feng Tuoxi, Yuan Diandian realized that he was not wearing any clothes, and rushed into the bedroom with a bang.

Xi Ze went to open the door.

"Grandpa, morning. Mommy asked me to tell you to have breakfast."

"Rui Rui, morning."

Feng Tuoxi twitched her lips at Feng Ruiyao...

"Grandpa, what are you looking at?"

Looking at the notebook lying there, Feng Ruiyao asked.

After signaling with his eyes, Feng Ruiyao walked over. At this time, Yuan Diandian changed his clothes and walked out. He was originally going to share it with Feng Ruiyao, but now they are on a united front. Such fun must be with his precious grandson.

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Feng Ruiyao's eyes clearly lit up when he saw it. He and Yuan Diandian were there, smiling happily.

I never get tired of watching it.

Feng Tuoxi stood behind the two people, looking at his wife and grandson.

To reach this point in life, Feng Qingyu, you are really no ordinary failure.

Shabei'er waited for a while and saw no one coming down, so she walked over. Standing at the door, she watched Yuan Diandian and Feng Ruiyao huddle together, whispering to each other from time to time, and then laughing.

"Aunt Yuan, Uncle Feng, Ruirui, it's time to have breakfast. What are you looking at?"

As soon as they heard Sha Bei'er's voice, Sha Bei'er and Feng Ruiyao closed the lid with one hand in tacit understanding and said in unison: "I didn't see anything."

They stood up at the same time, holding hands with one on the left and one on the right, and walked out.

"I'm so hungry, Belle, let's go have breakfast."

"I'm really hungry, Mommy, let's go have breakfast."

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one day……

Two days...

Three days...

Four days…

Five days…

It was almost like counting the days. Feng Qingyu felt for the first time that the days were like years.

No matter how full the work schedule is, I still often get distracted. A face will appear in my mind uncontrollably, and then the expression will become increasingly ugly.

The atmosphere became increasingly depressing.

The entire Yuan House and everyone under the banner were trembling with fear.

There has been a rumor in Sicily for a long time. I don’t know who revealed it, about a woman named Shabelle beside Mr. Feng.

Someone once witnessed what happened. Mr. Feng once smashed everything on the spot for a woman. The man who was once involved with Shabelle was never seen in Sicily again. Everyone related to him has

He quickly distanced himself from the relationship and was said to have been assassinated.

It is said that after Feng Shao uttered the words, in the future, any male, whether male or animal, who comes close to a woman named Shabei'er will suffer terrible consequences that you can't imagine.

As a result, Shabelle became the object of admiration and admiration by everyone, and she also became a being that was even more viral than a virus.

The rumors are getting more and more widespread, and the rumor that Shabelle is an alien has already come out...

Leng Feng looked at the various versions he had collected and silently closed the documents.

The rumor was indeed a terrible thing, but it also succeeded in achieving its goal. In Italy, no one dared to approach Shabell anymore...

Only if you don’t want to live can you dare to approach Sabelle...

It's just that Feng Shao is in this state...

It's truly breathtaking.

If we say that the previous four years, Feng Shao was a stagnant water, lifeless, just living numbly.

Now Mr. Feng is like a time bomb. From time to time, the button is pressed, and the cold arrow whizzes, and the person he shoots instantly turns into an ice sculpture.
To be continued...