"Woo——" The sound of the flute continued, as if there was a magical power that penetrated the obstacles of the wall and entered Chen Feng's ears without any obstacles.

In this low flute sound, Chen Feng felt a soul-sighted force slowly affecting his mind. A silence and ease made his mind feel particularly comfortable.

"The sound of this flute actually has the function of soothing the mind. It seems that it is not simple." Chen Feng looked for the voice and walked slowly.

"Woo——" The sound of the flute is getting louder and louder. It seems that the source of the flute is very close.

Walking up to the third floor, Chen Feng saw the door of a bedroom open, and the sound of flutes came from here.

"It must be inside." Chen Feng thought to himself and walked over gently.

This is a room with very simple decoration, still in the style of the hall downstairs, and there is still a little mystery of the formation.

A slim back, facing the window, was playing a flute selflessly. With her back facing the door, Chen Feng could not see the girl's appearance and the flute between her mouth.

Chen Feng was secretly shocked. He found that in the low sound of the flute, the girl's back actually had a slight holy aura, which made him involuntarily feel a urge to worship.

Involuntarily, Chen Feng slowly walked into the room. He wanted to see what this girl was so sacred and why she felt this way.

The girl seemed to be very selfless in her blowing, but she didn't notice Chen Feng approaching, and was still sitting in front of the window, blowing softly.

As he approached gently, Chen Feng was about to walk to the girl. He could see the girl's side face as long as he took two more steps. However, Chen Feng's steps suddenly stopped.

He couldn't bear to disturb the girl and destroy the peaceful sound of the flute. Chen Feng just stood not far behind the girl, quietly listening to the moving flute sound.

At this moment, Chen Feng seemed to have forgotten time and space. In his eyes, there were only the melodious sounds of flutes and the moving back of the girl playing the flute.

"Woo——" The last flute sound stopped abruptly, and the mysterious artistic conception suddenly dispersed, and Chen Feng's consciousness suddenly woke up.

"Well, I didn't expect that even my Wannian Dao Heart would be affected by the sound of the flute without realizing it." Chen Feng was awakened in his heart. What a state of Wannian Dao Heart, he was actually lost in the sound of the flute.

The woman slowly put down the flute in her hand and gently stroked it, as gentle and serious as if she was stroking her beloved. From beginning to end, she didn't notice Chen Feng standing behind her.

"Is he just a mortal?" Chen Feng was a little confused. He did not hide his aura. Even a warrior could detect his existence, but this woman did not notice it. It only means that this woman was a secular person without any induction skills.

"Cough cough." Chen Feng coughed gently.

"Ah!" The woman stood up suddenly, like a kitten with her tail stepped on. She jumped backwards suddenly, jumped onto the bed, and looked at Chen Feng vigilantly.

"It's you!" Chen Feng and the woman shouted at the same time: "Why are you here!"

It turned out that Chen Feng had actually seen this woman. It was Xiao Lin who was snatched the bag that day. That day, Chen Feng was looking for a rented house, but he encountered Boss Sha snatching Xiao Lin's bag, and stopped Boss Sha and took back the bag.

"What a coincidence. It turns out that you are the granddaughter of Mr. Xiao." Chen Feng smiled at Xiao Lin, who was still a little vigilant, and said, "I didn't expect to see you again here." As he said that, he didn't know if it was a question of angle. Chen Feng's eyes fell on the huge protrusion on Xiao Lin's chest intentionally or unintentionally.

Because at home, Xiao Lin was wearing a low-cut tight vest, and her beautiful figure exuded a fatal temptation, especially between the huge chest, the deep gully was faintly squeezed open the shackles of the neckline and exposed to the air.

Feeling Chen Feng's gaze, Xiao Lin seemed to remember something, her hands slowly crossed and covered her chest, and asked shyly: "You...how are you here?" However, seeing Chen Feng's eyes staring at the place behind her hands, Xiao Lin's face turned redder, and she said with some anger: "Where are you looking!"

Chen Feng ignored it, his eyes still stared at Xiao Lin's chest motionlessly, as if there was a violent flame in his eyes that was about to erupt.

Xiao Lin looked at Chen Feng's gaze and protected her chest with both hands. The two protrusions were squeezed and deformed, causing a faint tremor, which was indescribable.

"Don't look at it!" Xiao Lin's face was a little unnatural, and her feet slowly moved to the other side of the bed.

"It's indeed it!" A ray of light suddenly burst out in Chen Feng's eyes. He laughed and grabbed the place where Xiao Lin protected her hands.

"No, hooligan!" Xiao Lin was frightened by Chen Feng's sudden rude behavior. Her hands holding her chest tightened again, as if she was too heavy. The protrusions on her chest were completely flattened, and two white and tender semicircles actually squeezed out to the lower collar, like a naughty child, jumping in the air.

Xiao Lin was desperate. Unexpectedly, this man would be such a shameless person.

However, just as Xiao Lin was about to shout for help, she consciously relaxed her hands, as if something had been taken away by the other party. Her beauty was not attacked by the wolf claws.

"Hmm?" Xiao Lin opened her eyes in confusion and looked at the man in front of her. She saw that the man was pinching his flute, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"Can't my charm be as good as this Xiao?" For some reason, Xiao Lin felt a little disappointed at this time.

"Hahaha, it's it, it's it." Chen Feng looked at the ancient flute, and bursts of cheers of joy kept coming out of his mouth.

"Hey, the big pervert, give me Xiao!" Xiao Lin still protected her chest with both hands, and shouted with a red face.

However, Chen Feng seemed to have never heard of it, and still held the flute in his hand tightly and looked at it carefully.

"Haha, it's been five thousand years, I didn't expect this flute to appear here." Chen Feng looked crazy, and a deep memory came to his heart.

"You are so strange. You are just talking nonsense. What a five thousand years! That's my flute, give it back to me quickly." Xiao Lin's voice became a little louder and she said angrily.

Chen Feng suddenly smiled at Xiao Lin and said with an inexplicable look on his face: "Miss Xiao, I'll play the flute for you."

ps: When I was on the new book list, Xiao Huang begged everyone to cast a few flowers and collect them. Thank you again.

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