Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 208 Do You Dare To Let Her Touch You

Thinking that he had seen the Fourth Young Master fall ill last time, Su Fu didn't continue to stop him, took off the scarf on the hanger and handed it to him, "Tie it on, the cough will get worse if the wind blows to the throat."

"Ah."

Jiang Lan took it, and didn't thank you as politely as before.

The two went out and drove all the way to the Muse bar. Before getting out of the car, Su Fu held Jiang Lan down, "You wait for me here, I'll go up and have a look first."

She wasn't sure if Si Shao was really sick, she guessed it based on his not replying to Jiang Yimian's message.

The last time this happened was in Los Angeles for his birthday.

If she guessed right, Fourth Young Master really fell ill, but until now the prison temple has not sent her and Yunque a message, it can only show that this time the situation is more troublesome.

She still doesn't know the symptoms and the plot, so it's better not to take Jiang Lan to provoke him rashly.

It was rare for Jiang Lan to see such a nervous expression on Su Fu's face. The last time, Xiao Mian had an accident a few days ago, and he and Feng Beiting officially met.

That day……

His behavior seems to be somewhat abnormal.

Is it today too?

"I didn't ask you to come up, you must stay in the car all the time." Su Fu told him worriedly.

"Okay." Jiang Lan nodded.

"Ah."

Su Fu took a deep breath, "huh", as if to cheer himself up, pushed open the car door and strode into the bar.

When you get out of the elevator on the top floor, the entire corridor is very dark, only the "Safety Exit" sign reveals a faint green light, like a forest pond hidden in the shadow of trees.

She took two steps, grabbed a man wearing a black mask and asked, "Where is Fourth Young Master?"

"inside."

"Where's the Prison Temple?" She asked again.

"It's also inside."

Su Fu was surprised, and suddenly lost his focus, "Just the two of them?!"

"...No Miss Su, there is another woman."

"Woman?!" This answer was obviously more surprising than the fact that Fourth Young Master and Prison Temple were together.

Ever since Su Fu was chosen to be by Feng Beiting's side when he was a teenager, she had never seen anyone of the opposite sex beside him besides what she thought.

Of course, she might not be considered the opposite sex in his eyes.

The only difference in his mind between her and Prison Temple and Skylark is probably the difference in body structure, other than that, there is nothing special about her.

Full of doubts, he walked to the room at the end of the corridor. There was a gap in the door, a soft light came out from behind the door, and a dreamy moan sounded from inside, causing Su Fu to raise his hand that was still hanging in the air and freeze in the air. middle.

This, this, what's going on here? !

Su Fu's brain hole was already big, and if she was stimulated like this again, her brain hole would explode immediately.

He didn't know whether he noticed someone standing outside the door, or he was about to go out, but the prison temple suddenly opened the door from the inside, and the moment he saw Su Fu, there was a slight change on his usually expressionless face.

is excited.

The eyes seem to be shining.

The door opened wide, and the voice inside came out more clearly.

The expression on Su Fu's face became even more exciting.

Prison Temple came out to open the door, which proved that only Fourth Young Master and that unknown woman were left in the room, so this voice...

She felt that it was too wise for her not to let Jiang Lan come up with her.

Otherwise, let him come to the "scene of catching rape" in person, and fight with the Fourth Young Master on the spot and cause death.

"Why are you here?" Prison Temple turned sideways and let Su Fu go in.

"Jiang Yimian couldn't get in touch with Fourth Young Master, so he called me. I felt something was wrong, so I came over to have a look." Saying that, Su Fu walked into the room and smelled a strong smell of smoke.

Feng Beiting sat lazily on the sofa, with a cigarette between his pretty fingers, and wisps of smoke drifted towards the ceiling.

White smoke hung in the still air, gathering in the corners of the room.

Feng Beiting's face was behind the smoke, and the expression between his brows was hard to see.

Kneeling on the ground not far away, there is a young and beautiful woman, but her face is beautiful and featureless.

Those imaginative voices came from her mouth.

Her voice was a little hoarse, and she felt as tired as the expression on her face at the moment.

The corners of Su Fu's mouth twitched slightly.

Although she knew that this woman was very pitiful, she still couldn't help laughing.

By the way, what kind of trouble is his family's fourth young master going to make?
Frowning, he glanced at Yusi, who raised a finger slightly with his hand hanging by his side, pointing to his mobile phone on the coffee table.

Coming out of the Japanese grocery store, the Fourth Young Master looked abnormal.

The whole person was somewhat gloomy, much like the previous illness.

Back at the bar, Fourth Young Master locked down his mobile phone, preventing him from communicating with Skylark and the others.

He sat in the room for a whole afternoon without speaking, just smoking one cigarette after another.

Until Miss Jiang called him just now, he suddenly asked him to go downstairs and call a woman up, and then he was called until now.

Without any external help, Sheng Ming.

Su Fu saw that woman's lips were dry, and she looked hopeless, but she was sympathetic but helpless.

In this situation, we can only hope that Jiang Yimian will come over.

Just thinking this way, the door was violently pushed open from the outside with a "bang", Jiang Yimian stood at the door panting, her cheeks were flushed, she didn't know if she was running or angry.

"You don't reply to text messages, you don't answer phone calls, are you going to heaven?!" She angrily walked towards Feng Beiting, her ears were filled with the hoarse voice of a woman, and Miss Jiang turned her head to stare fiercely like a Little devil, "Shut up! Howl again and cut off your tongue!"

The woman's voice stopped abruptly.

She looked at Jiang Yimian in horror, not daring to breathe.

Jiang Yimian stood in front of Feng Beiting with her hips akimbo, but the latter acted as if she hadn't seen her, his eyes fell on an unknown place, and he suddenly opened his lips and said quietly, "Come here."

This was said to the woman.

At that moment, Su Fu felt extremely sympathetic to the other party, the little cannon fodder caught between the two perverts, this girl was much more difficult than them.

A woman dared not not listen to Feng Beiting's words, but when she walked towards him tremblingly, she couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yimian.

She is obviously a cute girl, and she looks very cute at the moment when she is puffy, but the ruthlessness when she spoke just now is still shocking.

Or, it is precisely because of this contrast that it makes people feel even more terrifying.

Finally, she moved in front of Feng Beiting one small step at a time, and stopped when she was still one step away from him. To be exact, Jiang Yimian stared at her so that she dared not go any further.

Feng Beiting didn't seem to see Jiang Yimian's angry gaze, and even stretched out his hand to the woman provocatively.

Just when the other party was trembling and about to put his hand on his palm, Miss Jiang pointed at him fiercely and shouted, "How dare you let her touch you!"

After the words fell, that beautiful hand was withdrawn suddenly, as if the body had its own consciousness.

Seeing this, Jiang Yimian was slightly satisfied.

"You go out first."

Hearing this, Su Fu and Yu Si turned around and left without even looking at Feng Beiting.

The woman hesitated for a moment, but hurriedly followed her out.

There was no one else in the room, so Jiang Yimian smoked the cigarette between Feng Beiting's fingers, swaggered and straddled his lap, pulled his hair and pressed his head against the back of the sofa, "What are you doing?"

Feng Beiting pursed his lips and ignored people.

Jiang Yimian narrowed her eyes slightly, and a pair of white and tender claws attacked his face, pinching his nose and pulling the corners of his mouth, ravaging an originally handsome face into various shapes.

"say!"

"Hmph..." Feng Beiting snorted coldly, raised his eyes to look at her, "Are you finally going to be jealous of me?"

His words were full of sourness, and what was more sour than his words were his small eyes that pretended to be indifferent but actually had resentment.

Jiang Yimian has already confirmed that he is ill, but she has not guessed what kind of plot he has yelled this time.

For now, it seems he just feels like he's snubbing him.

You will finally be jealous of me...

In other words, he was jealous.

But whose jealousy?Lin Sinan?
Should not be ah.

In order to understand the situation, Jiang Yimian chattered along with his words, "Ah... yes...

I was wrong in the past, but from now on I will be jealous of you every day, crazy for you, and banging against the wall for you, is this okay? "

"Don't think that I will forgive you for stepping on three boats! Eating what is in the bowl, occupying what is in the basin, and dare to look at what is in the pot!"

"..."

So, he put a hat on himself in the "delusion" this time?

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　　ps: Three more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)