Chapter 267
As soon as Lan Tian got off the elevator holding Lin Feng's arm, he looked up and saw Mu Yu's BMW parked downstairs.

Li Xiaomeng and Mu Yu were leaning on the car, dancing and talking about something, accidentally caught a glimpse of Lan Tian and Lin Feng walking towards this side, and hurriedly stopped talking.

Lin Feng's black eyes narrowed slightly, and his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly.

His intuition told him that the two bastards in front of him were discussing about him and Lan Tian, ​​and it wasn't a good topic yet.

Lan Tian didn't notice anything, and asked with a smile on his face, "What are you talking about, so happy?"

Mu Yu immediately lowered her head and said nothing, picking her fingers secretly, like a primary school student who was caught cheating in an exam.

"Let's talk about you and Senior Lin." Li Xiaomeng said with a smile, looking fearless.

"What are you talking about us?" Lan Tian asked again.

"Let's talk about who gets on and who gets off when you take the mandarin duck bath."

"You..." Lan Tian was so choked that his face turned red and he couldn't speak.

Subconsciously glanced at Lin Feng's face, and found that the Great God was looking at him with a smile, that expression, indescribably proud and playful, as if saying, I don't even ask, you still ask nonsense, idiot.

Lan Tian glared at him bitterly.

Lin Feng laughed softly.

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The four of them chose a small restaurant as the dining place, Lan Tian's decision.

It's not to save money, but Lan Tian and Li Xiaomeng have eaten the food here many times, the taste is really good, and the price is also affordable.

Young people from rich families like Lin Feng and Mu Yu have never seen such a full feast of Manchu and Han banquets and delicious delicacies from mountains and seas. Instead of taking those flashy things to high-end hotels, it is better to have something homely.

Since there were not many customers eating at this point, after Lan Tian and the others ordered the food, a waiter brought it up soon.

The four of them were already acquainted in the game, and there was no embarrassment when they got together now, and they were rude to each other, and they began to eat quietly.

Lin Feng took the disposable gloves, put them on, and began to tear the chicken legs for Lan Tian, ​​removed the greasy chicken skin on the outside, carefully tore the chicken meat inside into strips, and placed them on the dinner plate in front of Lan Tian.

From the beginning to the end, his movements were skillful and natural, without any intentional pretense of concern.

Li Xiaomeng cast a meaningful look at Lan Tian, ​​buried her head in her meal, but Mu Yu's eyes widened and her jaw was about to drop.

He really had no way to combine the man in front of him with the green silk and green shirt in the game, and he really couldn't accept that Lin Feng, who was waving his slender fingers and tearing the chicken gracefully, was the one in the game who had to get rid of it as soon as he pulled out his staff. The blue silk and blue shirt of one dead person is also alluring.

One is gentle and gentle, the other is violent and tyrannical, it's simply... terrible.

Lin Feng put the last piece of chicken on the blue sky dinner plate and took off his gloves.

Glancing at Mu Yu's eyes staring at him as if looking at a monster, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there a beautiful woman painted on my face?"

"Eh?" Mu Yu was startled, and instantly woke up from distraction, immediately shook her head like a rattle, "No, no."

"Since you don't have one, let's eat."

Hearing what Lin Feng said, Mu Yu's entangled thoughts seemed to be comforted. This tone, this attitude, is just like the perverted god he knew.

However, it seems that only when he treats his mistress, will this perverted god have rare tenderness.

Sure enough, a hero is saddened by a beauty.

(End of this chapter)

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