President Can Huan: Wife, you are delicious

I haven't seen him for several years, but Feng's body is still the same thin!

"wind!"

"Hei Yan, your skills have always been better than mine!"

Feng Zhisheng also hugged Hei Yanying fiercely. Although the two men hugged each other, it shouldn't look good, but the two hugged each other, it was meaningless and out of harmony!

Because...they cherish each other, because they actually have some kind of feelings that they care about each other! [

"Haha, why, are you still holding grudges about what happened back then?"

Back then, Feng Zhisheng had suffered from him all the time, and was always thrown by him.

"Joke, if you hold grudges, do you think I will still play this game with you when I take the initiative to see you? Isn't that self-defeating?"

"En, haha, I feel relieved when you say that, Feng, I miss you so much! Your hair...it's so long again."

"It's a personal preference. Besides, you didn't match me with a barber in the Temple of Darkness, so I can't get a haircut."

"Isn't it? Hahaha, the responsibility is all on me. I don't believe that you have never left the Temple of Darkness for so many years."

"...I have, but it's really not many. Well, don't talk about it, go in first. Standing at the door of this corridor, I don't think it's a good thing."

He doesn't like to be understood by others, and he doesn't like others to walk into his world. He has already dared not trust anyone casually, and never dares again!

"Okay, let's go in!"

Of course, Hei Yanying has not forgotten his real purpose of coming to the Temple of Darkness, and it is time for him to meet that woman, and it is time for him to formalize the hatred in his heart!

It was another door that opened, and there was a rare trace of tenderness on the face of the Saint of Wind. This is a room in the Temple of Darkness that is not opened several times a year.

Unless he wants to be cowardly, unless he wants to immerse himself in the painful past, unless...unless he wants to immerse himself in the thoughts of missing Chen Jiayi...

The environment inside the opened door is sober, bright and fresh, without any dark atmosphere. This is probably the last trace of pure land in the Temple of Darkness, a trace of pure land that has not been polluted!

"Sit down, Hei Yan!"

"Wow, Feng, you still keep it here?"

When the dungeon was first established, my mother came once and said she liked this room, and then when the Temple of Darkness was given to the Sacred Wind, he occasionally knew that his mother liked this room, so he kept it all the time. Any pollution!

"...>

Falling in love with Chen Jiayi was not something he could have predicted, and falling in love with her was beyond his control. To put it bluntly, it was really a bit deformed. After all, Chen Jiayi was so much older than him, and she was enough to be his mother!

"Okay, let's not talk, how is it? Feng, how are you doing recently?" [

"What do you say?"

Instead of answering the question, Feng Zhisheng took out a bottle of the world's top Bordeaux Bordeaux red wine from a wine cabinet inside, and first poured a glass for Hei Yanying.

"Feng, you look much better, really."

"Thank you, here is a toast. This top Bordeaux Bordeaux red wine has been around for more than 100 years. I usually don't want to drink it. It has been treasured for a long time."

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