Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 279 Questions
Feng Beiting felt that when it came to destroying the atmosphere, his family Mianmian was also good at it.

But it's hard to dampen his enthusiasm.

In fact, he was much more excited than she was at the thought of having a child.

He is not sure what will happen after the child is born, but he thinks that no man will dislike the process of creating a child with the person he likes.

When the love was getting stronger, Feng Beiting suddenly remembered something and asked, "Mianmian, do you remember asking me a question before?"

Jiang Yimian was in a daze, and softly responded, it wasn't a complete sentence, it seemed to be just a murmur.

"It's just a matter of how many limbs there are?"

This topic is too dirty, Feng Beiting felt that Su Fu must know the answer according to the number of paragraphs.

It's just that it's inconvenient for him to ask her if it's so private, so he has been curious until now.

Jiang Yimian didn't react for a while, she looked at him in a daze, and said in a delicate and soft tone, "Wh-what are they?"

"Women have four limbs, and men have five limbs. How many limbs are there?"

"puff--"

It was obviously charming and moving, but Miss Jiang laughed out loud with an unsightly "puchi".

She didn't expect that Feng Beiting's shrewd mind would remember such boring questions for so long.

Putting her arms around his sweaty neck, she smiled coquettishly, her eyes twinkling, "You know it by yourself, don't you?"

With his roots of wisdom, he figured out the answer in minutes.

Feng Beiting put his hand on Jiang Yimian's back and sent him into his arms, his eyes darkened as he suddenly thought of something.

"Nine limbs, eight and a half limbs, eight limbs?"

"Haha... I can only understand it, but I can't express it..." Jiang Yimian pushed away his hand on her waist, and laughed "giggle".

The branches of her laughter trembled wildly, his heart itched unbearably when he was hooked, and his men lost their aim.

Jiang Yimian couldn't take it anymore, so she begged him. At first, she just pretended to cry, thinking to make him feel sorry for herself so that she could act softly. Who knew that the more she cried, the more he could bear it. In the end, the fake cry turned into a real cry, and the real cry became Become unable to cry.

Half dreaming and half awake, she narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the swaying shadow on the head of the bed, and said helplessly, "Brother... rest..."

It's the turbulence, he's not tired, she's still tired.

She said it, but whether she listened or not was up to Feng Beiting.

At last……

Sure enough, I didn't listen.

Before lazily sinking her face into the pillow and falling asleep, Jiang Yimian couldn't help muttering in her heart, thinking that God is really fair.

She was convinced by Feng Beiting's tidying up under the bed, but as soon as she got on the bed, she was subdued by his tidying up.

Really, like crazy.

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When Jiang Yimian woke up, it was noon the next day.

The curtains were not drawn, and the room was dark.

She turned over and found that the place beside her was already cold, and Feng Beiting was not on the bed.

She rubbed her eyes, sat up from the bed in a daze, and walked to the bathroom without even wearing shoes, her hair was blown out like a lion cub.

Pushing open the door of the bathroom, a gust of hot air rushed towards her face, and her hearing finally returned to normal, and the sound of "squeaking" water rang in her ears.

Entering the eyes, there is a piece of white flowers.

If it were another girl, she would probably exit the door in embarrassment, and the sleepiness would disappear.

But Miss Jiang is not.

She stared at it for a while, then sighed in a hoarse voice, "You have such a good figure..."

The skin is also good, not as white as a man.

Feng Beiting turned around to look at her, his eyes were burning, but he was more energetic than her, wasn't it at 01:30, "Are you hungry?"

Miss Jiang scratched her head.

Asking her "Are you hungry" in the bathroom is so weird, it feels like I'm going to ask her to eat shit in the next second.

She didn't answer, and pointed to the toilet, "Do you mind if I pee?"

This house is small, with only one bathroom, but people have three urgencies, and she urgently needs to solve them.

Feng Beiting just finished taking a shower, turned off the shower, and the sound of the water stopped abruptly.

His voice followed closely, "I hug you?"

"Close the door when you go out, thank you." Jiang Yimian refused without hesitation, without even giving him a look.

He lowered his eyes and smiled, and shook out while wiping his hair.

In fact, if Jiang Yimian's voice hadn't been so hoarse, it would be impossible for Feng Beiting to miss this in-depth understanding after waking up.

But the little lion has already woken up, and he has to find something for her.

As a result, Feng Beiting finished cooking in the kitchen, and Jiang Yimian didn't come to wash up for a long time.

He went over hesitantly to have a look, but who knew that she had long since disappeared, she returned to the bedroom at some point, got into the bed and continued to sleep.

Feng Beiting stood beside the bed condescendingly looking at the small lump on the bed, a little dumbfounded.

"Mianmian? Wake up and eat something before going to sleep?"

He thought that Jiang Yimian had fallen asleep, but when he finished speaking, she opened her eyes abruptly, hiding her edge, "You've had enough fun, don't let me sleep now, right?"

"...No." He shook his head guiltily.

"Tuck me in the quilt."

The little ancestor spoke, and Feng Beiting hurriedly obeyed.

After being passively rolled into a curl, Jiang Yimian rolled her head, turned her back to Feng Beiting, and fell asleep completely.

Knowing that she would throw a temper tantrum if she didn't get enough sleep, Feng Beiting didn't dare to disturb her. He kissed her on the head and quietly walked out of the bedroom, closing the door gently.

Remembering what he said to Jiang Su last night, he walked to the window and dialed the prison temple.

The other side quickly picked it up, "Fourth Young Master."

"Tell Ji Han to get him ready."

"Yes."

After a pause, Prison Temple said again, "Si Shao, since last night, someone has been secretly checking your original identity, and Skylark is confirming the other party's identity."

"Tell Su Fu the result, she knows what to do."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Beiting went back to the bedroom and took a nap with Jiang Yimian.

It was after two o'clock in the afternoon when I woke up, and Miss Jiang was soundly asleep.

He waited from the sunny afternoon until the sunset, and she finally fell asleep.

Stretching lazily, his hands and feet were stretched out from under the quilt, and his soft moaning voice was like a kitten's, delicate and soft, which made Feng Beiting's heart flutter.

"If you don't wake up again, I'm going to strangle you." He helped her fasten the loose buttons of her pajamas, and hugged her to sit up from the bed.

"It's not your fault!"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but beat him with her hands.

Her whole body hurts from sleeping, and she is also very tired.

"Blame me, blame me." Feng Beiting kissed her hand and carried her out of bed, "Clean up and go out to eat."

"Go out to eat?!"

"Are you too lazy to move?" He raised his eyebrows and changed his mind instantly, "Then I'll ask them to deliver the food."

"no……"

Jiang Yimian frowned, a little confused, "Why don't we just show off like this?"

It's safer to stay at home.

What if you are caught by your family as soon as you go out?
Feng Beiting walked to the sink and put her down, smiling casually and recklessly, "It's okay."

He thought that her family probably didn't have time to deal with the two of them for the time being.

When Jiang Yimian finished packing and came out of the bathroom, changed her clothes and went out hand in hand with Feng Beiting, it was already dark, and she didn't even see the sun for a day, which was enough.

A black Maybach was parked downstairs, and the man sitting in the driver's seat was unknown to Jiang Yimian.

After getting in the car and fastening the seat belt, Miss Jiang's stomach began to growl.

"Gulu Gulu" called all the way.

Feng Beiting had asked someone to reserve a box at the hot pot restaurant, and even took the time to prepare the soup base, so they could eat the meat when they arrived.

This wave of operations made Jiang Yimian hold his face and kiss him several times.

The smell of meat spread in her mouth, she muttered, "Is this a date?"

Feng Beiting picked up the meat for her, and responded casually.

"Finally, there is something that love should look like..." After all, the two of them really haven't had a serious date since they got together, and every time it didn't look like an affair, like an underground party meeting.

Hearing this, Fourth Young Master Feng asked very politely, "Then let's go for a walk after dinner?"

"Okay!"

Jiang Yimian responded casually, and didn't have anything to buy, but when he passed by the mall, his gaze inadvertently glanced at the window, and he froze instantly.

Feeling her footsteps slowing down, Feng Beiting also stopped.

"Feng Beiting."

"Huh?" He responded in a low voice, his eyes fell on her side face illuminated by the light, with stars embedded in his pupils.

"I want to buy that!" She pointed.

Feng Beiting looked in the direction of her finger, his eyes slightly focused.

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