When Chen Dali said these things, he was apart from regretting that he had not listened to the Taoist priest.

More of it is a sense of dependence on us.

He probably hopes that we can solve these things in the Chen family.

So we were very enthusiastic about our return.

He greeted the servants at home and arranged a room for us.

Everyone agreed to have a room, but Jing Yuan walked directly into the room arranged by Chen Duoduo for me.

It's right at the corner of their 3rd floor.

"Hiss! Can you please be gentle?"

As soon as I entered the door, Jing Yuan hugged me and threw me on the big bed.

I frowned because of the pain: "It hurts so much!"

He snorted softly: "I thought, you didn't know it hurts."

"How did I offend you?" Rubbing his waist, which was hurt by falling, frowned and looked at him.

Jing Yuan put his hands on his chest, stood by the bed, and asked coldly: "Do you care about Feng Ziyue?"

Who? Feng Ziyue?

When he asked this, he was stunned by my question.

I'm pretty good at it, what do you care about Feng Ziyue?

"No!" I knew this person was petty, but he just didn't get a chance.

Now that we are finally the only one of us, we must have a good 'toss' and I'll have to make a good meal.

He snorted coldly in displeasure: "Your Madam, you are quite concerned about him?"

"I've been struggling with why he left the Shen family?"

I rubbed my old waist, sat on the bed, and looked at him angrily: "Where is it?"

"I just want to figure out why!"

"Besides, didn't he live in our family when he was so down and out some time ago?"

"And, because of him, the family has received a lot of orders and has not finished it!"

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became. I always felt that Feng Zi made me think at the critical moment.

And, then again, aren’t we worth saying goodbye before he leaves?

Jing Yuan snorted, narrowed his cold eyes and approached me.

He suddenly pressed me on the bed, leaned over and lowered his eyes and said, "It's really just for those orders?"

"Of course!" I quickly explained: "Is there anything else?"

He pressed it tightly, his cold forehead against me.

In my pupils, I saw a light golden color.

The more he did this, the more I became a little scared.

He whispered, "Jingyuan, can you stop here?"

I have been with him for so long, of course I know what this expression means.

Next, I'm afraid I'm going to accept another 'bloody storm'...

"Do you know what I'm going to do?" He had a smile on his eyes.

The closer and closer, the cold hand was already skillfully placed on my waist.

Bah! If I don’t know what he wants to do at this time, I’m just a fool.

Even though I knew what he was going to do now, I was a little scared.

At least there is Zhang Xiujuan living on the left of the next door and Feng Zixu living on the right. Can you save me some face?

He smiled silently, and his hand slowly moved upward along my waist.

Finally, he stayed somewhere and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, the sound insulation here is pretty good."

"I didn't mean that! I mean to do serious things first!" I roared in a low voice.

Jing Yuan's cold and thin lips were already pressed on my earlobe.

His voice was hoarse and low: "My little man is doing serious things now."

"Hey..." I put my hands on his shoulders.

But, I am no match for Jing Yuan at all.

He just used a little force to trap my hands together.

I struggled to avoid it, but why was his opponent?

Damn stinky man is going to torture me again!

It turns out that he really has no time to be tired.

This night, I was so tired that my back hurt and my legs were cramped.

It was almost midnight and I finally let me go.

"I'll go downstairs to drink water."

When I spoke, I noticed that my voice was hoarse.

Dragging his tired body downstairs.
Chapter completed!