Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 177 Mianmian, I want to sleep in your bedroom
The smile on Feng Beiting's lips remained unchanged, he withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes slightly, and said softly, "From a legal point of view, they are my brothers.

But in terms of blood and emotion, we are strangers. "

Yuan Qiong didn't know who Feng Dongshi was, but she was very familiar with Feng Xijue.

City A's well-known gold medal lawyer, General Changsheng.

He has never lost a case he took over.

Usually such young talents, people would add the word "elite" in front of them when referring to them, but Feng Xijue was an exception.

He is a notorious bad lawyer.

As long as the money is in place, he will take up many cases of conscience, so many people call him a lackey of the rich behind his back.

Other lawyers think the law is justice.

But for Feng Xijue, the function of the law may be to solicit business for him.

Yuan Qiong has handled several cases in which Feng Xijue participated. From a professional point of view, she admires his professional ability, because he will make every penny his client spends more than worth it.

But from a moral point of view, it is difficult for her to agree with his three views.

Now that he knew that Feng Beiting and him were actually brothers, Yuan Qiong couldn't help but feel guilty.

So is Jiang Zhuo.

He not only knew about Feng Xijue, but also about Feng Dongshi, and he had just met him in the bureau today.

Old man Liang's son-in-law is actually Feng Beiting's elder brother, the world is not so small at 01:30.

Turning her gaze between Feng Beiting and Jiang Zhuo a few times, Jiang Yimian bit her lip and said in deliberation, "Uh...

How about we sit down and talk? "

"Still talking?!" Jiang Mo grabbed Yin Wu's shoulder, pretending to be exaggerated, "Is there anything we can't talk about later!

Hurry up and go to bed. "

"Don't have you everywhere!" Yin Wu glared at him.

"Uncle, aunt, then I will go back first."

"Ah..." Jiang Nuo immediately lost face, "Little uncle, you still have to leave?

Didn't you just agree to stay here? "

"I'll come find you another day."

"But you just said that our family is very good. You are so boring in your family, and you don't have me to play with you." Jiang Nuo's original intention was to express that there was no cute child like him in Feng Beiting's family, but In Yan Mei's and the others' ears, that's not the case.

Reminiscent of Feng Beiting talking about his life experience just now, their maternal love immediately overflowed.

It's a big Chinese New Year, and it's too deserted to be alone.

So Yan Mei, the head of the Jiang family, spoke first, "Beiting, if you're not busy, you can stay here, there are plenty of rooms at home."

Hearing this, Feng Beiting looked at Jiang Yimian as if he couldn't make up his mind, and declined politely, "...I'd better not bother you."

His "wife-controlled" appearance made several married men in Jiang's family feel the same way, and they liked him even more.

Seeing this, Yin Wu covered her lips and smiled, "Xiao Mian, you should give in."

Jiang Yimian: "..."

Miss Jiang thought to herself, Third Aunt, you think of this man too simply.

He was going crazy, and she couldn't control it at all.

But in front of her family, she still had to put on a show, "Then don't go back, it just so happens that little Jiang Jiang is also reluctant to part with you..."

Before Feng Beiting could secretly rejoice, he heard the little ancestor add quietly, "Just let him sleep with you at night, we just had a rest."

Jiang Nuo: Good!
Feng Beiting: No!
"Let's go, I'll take you to your room." Jiang Yimian pulled him to the guest room.

"I am coming too!"

Jiang Nuo jumped eight feet high and wanted to keep up, but Lin Qian quickly pulled her back, "You don't want to go, you have to pester your little aunt and uncle all day, and let them get alone and have a whisper. "

"But……"

"Go back to the room with dad to take a shower, and then go to play with little aunt and the others tomorrow morning."

"...Okay." Jiang Nuo lowered the corner of his mouth.

"Man, don't always say yes." Jiang Yu pressed his big palm on his head, "How did Dad teach you before?"

"Don't always say 'Okay', after all, we are not frogs in the pond who can only repeat monotonously." Jiang Nuo continued in a childish voice.

"Ah."

Jiang Mo also rubbed his head twice, but his movements were a little rough.

"Little Jiang Jiang, little Jiang Jiang, you are really good at luring wolves into the house..." He looked at the direction where Jiang Yimian and Feng Beiting left and sighed.

"Ok?"

Jiang Nuo looked up at him with a confused expression.

Yin Wu neither knew Feng Dongshi nor heard of Feng Xijue, so she didn't think about Feng Beiting, but felt that this young man's background was rather pitiful. The opposite of a son.

For her, appearance is "justice".

"Stop talking nonsense!

I think Bei Ting is a good kid, he advances and retreats well, neither humble nor overbearing, much better than the two of you. "

"Mom... am I your own..."

"I occasionally have such questions."

"..."

Today is also a day of being mad by my mother.

Yuan Qiong didn't pay attention to what they said, her gaze fell far away to the guest room, her expression was a little complicated...

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Jiang Yimian took Feng Beiting to the guest room on the first floor.

"You can sleep here at night, the quilts are all new." She opened the closet and took out a white quilt from inside.

Feng Beiting approached her from behind, like a clingy puppy.

The politeness in front of her family faded away, and the smile on his face became slutty, "I want to sleep in your bedroom."

"You go dreaming!"

"Mianmian, where is your room?" He asked her unwillingly.

"Fourth floor."

She smiled at him provocatively, "If you want to find me, you have to go through the bedroom of my fourth brother and fifth brother first."

The implication is that she lives in the "tower".

Smiling and patted Feng Beiting's shoulder, Jiang Yimian's eyes flashed with a shrewd light, "Little friend, life is not a game, and it's not so easy to steal a tower!"

After saying that, she walked out calmly, "I'll go to my elder brother's to borrow a set of clothes for you."

In fact, Feng Beiting's figure is similar to Jiang Zhuo's, so it should be most suitable to wear his clothes.

But after thinking about the scene in the living room just now, Miss Jiang decisively gave up this plan.

Feng Beiting walked out together behind her, "Mianmian, take me to your bedroom for a visit."

"What are you doing?"

"No reason, just look." He was honest.

Jiang Yimian looked at him suspiciously, "I warn you, don't try to stay in my room, my parents' room is right next to mine."

"Am I so disregarding the overall situation?"

"Ha ha."

She felt that he didn't see the big picture in his eyes.

The two of them came out of the guest room together, went up to the fourth floor and entered Jiang Yimian's bedroom.

As if to show his gentlemanly demeanor, Feng Beiting deliberately left the bedroom door open.

He walked slowly to the center of her room, raised a corner of the curtain with his beautiful fingers, and glanced out casually.

Withdrawing his gaze, his eyes fell on a pillow on Jiang Yimian's bed.

A bright red cherry, with two emerald green leaves on the top, with a curved mouth, cute.

"You sleep with it at night?"

"Occasionally." When I can't fall asleep, I will hug and play.

With this shape, the quilt will leak air when hugged, so she doesn't often tuck it into the quilt.

Feng Beiting walked over to pick it up, and held it in his arms like a child, "Mianmian, I want this."

Jiang Yimian: "..."

"Master Feng, may I ask how old you are?" Jiang Nuo can sleep independently now, okay?

"forever."

"..."

Well, you are beautiful and you are right.

Sending a certain young master back to his own room, and gave him another set of Jiang Yuxin's pajamas, Jiang Yimian went back to the bedroom to wash up, and while sitting by the bed applying toner, someone knocked on the door.

It's Yuan Qiong.

"Mom, why are you here?" In fact, she was asking knowingly.

"It's okay... just come and see you..."

"...If you have something to say, just say it."

Holding Jiang Yimian's hand and sitting on the side of the bed, Yuan Qiongyu said to her earnestly, "Xiao Mian, have you met Bei Ting's adoptive father and his brothers?"

With her fingertips trembling slightly, Jiang Yimian said casually, "Ah... I've never seen Feng Dong and his adoptive father, that man named Jue..."

"Tell the truth to mom, where have you developed?" While speaking, Yuan Qiong's eyes fell on Jiang Yimian's neck.

Jiang Yimian was startled, and said calmly, "Which area do you mean?"

"emotion."

"90.00% nine."

"Body?"

"...One percent." She almost believed the lie.

After getting this answer, Yuan Qiong didn't believe it or believed it. In short, he let out a long sigh, "Xiao Mian, mom, to tell you the truth, Bei Ting's child is in good condition in all aspects...

But I didn't expect that he would have something to do with Feng Xijue, which made me feel a little uneasy. "

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　　ps: Three more~
　　[Question: Do you think this night will pass quietly? 】

　　A. No, Feng Simi will act as a demon
　　B. No, Jiang Mo will be a demon

　　C. Yes, the two parties check and balance, and neither dare to act rashly

　　O(∩_∩)O haha~ Strange question comes again~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)