Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 165 Today is also a day of fancy sickness

It's not that he wants to keep an eye on Xiao Mian's movements all the time, it's just that it's hard for his family to explain.

Hearing this, Su Fu felt strange, "Looking for me?!"

"Ah."

"Why are you looking for me?"

"You should know Xiao Mian's whereabouts." Jiang Lan said straight to the point.

Hearing this, Su Fu's eyebrows twitched, but he still tried his best to suppress the astonishment on his face, and said calmly, "Xiao Mian? You came here to find Xiao Mian?!

She didn't come to see me today.

how?You can't reach her anymore? "

Slowly raising her eyes, Jiang Lan looked at her steadily, her calm eyes seemed to be able to see through her heart.

Su Fu is also a person who is used to wind and waves, and for a moment he felt his legs go weak.

Jiang Lan didn't play Tai Chi with her, and said bluntly, "I don't know who you are working for, but I'm sure he took Xiao Mian away.

Now the family can't contact her, I must have first-hand information to help her cover. "

"Eh..." Su Fu looked away guiltily, "I don't quite understand what you're talking about..."

"Su Fu."

Jiang Lan suddenly called her name, her voice was cold and her tone was light.

Su Fu subconsciously stood up straight, like a child in training, "...Huh?"

"I won't hurt my sister.

If you can't make up your mind, ask the person behind you. "After speaking, he looked away, as if waiting for her to make a decision.

Su Fu's hand hanging by her side lightly tapped her leg, and after a moment of silence, she lowered her voice, "She may not be able to go home tonight."

After a pause, she added, "I guess."

Look at the state of her family's fourth young master when she left, it's hard to say whether she will let her go after one night.

"Her phone has been disconnected, what's going on?"

Hearing this, Su Fu's expression was very intriguing.

She rubbed her nose with her hand and muttered, "...the phone was broken."

Jiang Lan lowered her eyebrows slightly.

It's obviously not an exaggerated expression, but Su Fu just felt that he was upset, so he quickly explained, "Don't worry, don't worry, she's not in any danger, she's fine."

"Can you reach her?"

Su Fu shook his head.

In such a sensitive period, how dare she touch the bad luck of the Fourth Young Master? It's not that she doesn't want to live anymore.

"182****0035, this is my phone number, please remember it.

If there is a small sleep situation, please let me know in time. "

"……it is good."

Su Fu took out his phone in a daze, thinking that I already knew your number.

But it was inevitable that Jiang Lan would treat her as a "idiot", so she pretended to save it.

Her fingers were poking around on the screen, and she was suddenly bumped from behind. Although she held on to the bar in time to avoid falling, the phone fell to the ground.

Jiang Lan leaned over to help her pick it up, her eyes fell on the screen of her mobile phone, her eyes were slightly focused.

SS husband.

This is a note for him? !

SS...

saint?

Following Jiang Lan's gaze, Su Fu's heart stopped beating.

What the hell!

If he knew that the note he had saved for him was "Fourth Young Husband", the consequences would be disastrous.

In a moment of impatience, Su Fu was about to snatch back the phone, but Jiang Lan didn't want to hold it tight. She failed to snatch it back, but slid her fingertips across the screen to exit the address book interface, revealing a more eye-catching desktop background.

Jiang Lan's tall and elegant back appeared in front of the two of them, it was the one she secretly took when she went to Jiang's house that day.

The atmosphere was momentarily awkward to the extreme.

It was the first time for Su Fu to experience this kind of situation. With a twitch of her brain, she snatched the phone and threw it into the wine glass. Two seconds later, she said "ah", like a video with out-of-sync sound and picture.

Jiang Lan: "..."

He didn't expose her too poor acting skills, and asked the bartender for a pen and a piece of paper, and wrote down his contact information.

"Excuse me, thank you."

He handed the paper to Su Fu, but didn't mention the note and the secretly taken photos, as if he wasn't interested.

Su Fu, on the other hand, fell into embarrassment, "...You're welcome."

Jiang Lan nodded slightly at her, got up and left.

The bartender came over with his mobile phone, and showed Su Fu the photos he had just secretly taken as a treasure, "Miss Su, are you satisfied with these photos?"

Su Fu regained his composure and glanced twice, and regained his energy in an instant.

"It's a good shot! Send me, send me!" She looked excited.

The bartender was also smiling excitedly, but suddenly he noticed something, the smile on his face gradually froze, and he secretly gestured towards Su Fubi.

But this young lady is full of beautiful photos of Jiang Lan at the moment, she doesn't even notice that the deity has gone and returned, she is standing next to her and watching with her.

After belatedly realizing something was wrong, Su Fu turned her head almost stiffly, and saw Jiang Lan staring intently at the phone in her hand, the doubt in her eyes almost made her feel ashamed.

Cherry lips pursed slightly, and she suddenly scolded the bartender with a straight face, "Do you have any professional ethics?! Is this what you should do as a bartender?"

Bartender: "..."

This is called standing at the bar, and the pot comes from the sky.

He didn't dare to refute, and lowered his head to accept Su Fu's conscience-stricken rejection.

"Delete the photo immediately!"

"……Yes."

The bartender deleted the photo as promised, and clearly saw the strong reluctance in Su Fu's eyes.

Reluctantly suppressing the pain in his eyes, Su Fu turned to look at Jiang Lan, "What else is there?"

"I'll tell my family that Mianmian is with you. If Ah Zhuo comes to you, you'd better hide it."

"okay."

"Then say goodbye."

This time, Su Fu watched Jiang Lan's figure completely disappear at the door of the bar before looking away.

"Miss Su..."

"Is there a backup? Is there a backup?" She asked the bartender eagerly.

"Have."

"Send me, send me."

The bartender looked embarrassed, "It's okay to send it to you, but how can you receive it?"

As he spoke, he pointedly looked at her phone, which was soaked in wine.

Su Fu: "..."

Alas, let's just treat it as a bankruptcy and avoid disaster.

Coincidentally, Jiang Yimian didn't get through to Jiang Lan's phone number, so she wanted to call Su Fu and ask her to send him a message, but Su Fu's phone number couldn't be reached either.

So Miss Jiang squatted on the ground and began to think about life.

Suddenly, Feng Beiting's soft and feminine voice sounded behind him, "Mianmian..."

Jiang Yimian's body froze, and before she could turn her head to look at him, he "carried" her into the room from behind like a flower pot.

Before the phone was taken away by him again, Jiang Yimian saw her third brother's phone number jumping on the screen.

"It's my third brother's call, let me answer it!" She reassured him anyway.

Feng Beiting ignored her, and threw the phone outside without looking at it. The phone landed on the sofa, and he closed the bedroom door with a "click", his eyes dark and stubborn.

This night, he didn't want her to be distracted, he wanted her to have only him in her eyes and in her heart.

Nobody wants to linger on the bed more than him, where her eyelids try to shut out the world for him, where he wants to sleep sweetly with his blood around her.

He would hide her in his arms all night, his forehead on hers, lips pressed together, body clinging to a love that burns all reason.

There is a golden soothing feeling in the bedroom, and the slender crescent line hangs outside the window, which makes people relax in love like sea water.

"I'm not leaving, I'll be with you tonight, but you have to let me call home first to reassure them." Jiang Yimian was still trying to reason with him.

Who knows-

This statement did not impress Feng Beiting.

He lowered his eyes and said in an unhappy tone, "Tonight?"

"……what."

"Shouldn't it be every night?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yimian was startled, thinking to himself that he didn't intend to let her go home this time.

Looking across the dark color on the bed sheet, Feng Beiting suddenly smiled, "Mianmian, I'm very happy."

"Happy what?"

"I didn't expect you to still..." At this point, he buried his face in the hollow of her shoulder as if embarrassed.

His star, by his side.

Miss Jiang let out a "hiss", frowned and pursed her mouth.

Before she was with him, she didn't even have a boyfriend. It's not that strange.

How could he say that?
Soon, Feng Beiting gave her the answer, "Mianmian, although we are married twice, I have everything I want. You should also focus on it. Don't let me sing a one-man show alone, okay?"

Jiang Yimian: "..."

have to!Today is also a fancy day!
No wonder there was such a sigh, it turned out that it was because he thought she had already been married once.

but--

Why is she married twice?Why not his second marriage?
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　　ps: Three more~
　　[Question: It's official!Do you think Brother Lan fell in love with Su Fu first, or Su Fu fell in love with Brother Lan first? 】

　　A. Mr. Lan
　　B. Su Fuxian
　　C. The two are almost in sync

　　
　
(End of this chapter)