President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Leng Yan did this without telling Feng Yin, and planned to surprise her when she woke up.

There was an uproar on the Internet before, although she didn't care about it, Leng Yan couldn't.

How could his woman suffer such insults and injuries.

Soon, online public opinion turned.

The arrest of Feng Ling and Lu Liya is a secret, because Lu Liya is also related to the dark net behind her back, and now that the dark net has been disintegrated in the underground black market in City Q, it is naturally not a secret.

As for the sailors who posted the posts, they were also exposed because they took advantage of Song Ziheng and Miao Wanwan.

When Feng Yin woke up, everything was settled.

Seeing Leng Yan cooking in the kitchen herself, her heart warmed up, and she walked over and hugged her from behind.

"It's so hard to direct the hackers at night, and you have to cook porridge in the morning, don't you think it's too hard for you?" After finishing speaking, Feng Yin tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek.

If he wasn't bending over to cut vegetables, with his height, Feng Yin couldn't reach him from behind.

"Serving your wife will never be hard work."

"I'm not your wife yet."

"In my heart you already are."

"You really are narcissistic." Feng Yin tightened his waist, Leng Yan took a breath, "Don't make me angry, be careful..."

"what……"

Feng Yin didn't expect that someone would sit on the cooking table with her in his arms while turning around.

"Are you going to cut me off?" Feng Yin looked innocent.

Young Master Leng saw her so soft and cute, even if he cut her, he couldn't cut her himself.

"You won't just let me sit here and watch you cook porridge and chop vegetables, will you?" Feng Yin raised his foot, seemingly kicking Leng Yan, but in fact, the force was undoubtedly full of ambiguity.

"That's right, I don't have any self-control when you sit here, I always want to eat you up here."; Young Master Leng has been holding back for so many years, and of course he will be able to hold the wind and dance every night.

But when he thought about what Leng Qing had done before, he told himself that he should give Feng Yin more time and not be in a hurry, he had to wait for her to fully accept him.

At this time, Feng Yin's cell phone in his pocket rang, it was a text message.

Seeing the content, Feng Yin's face darkened.

"I'm Chen Xiuzhu, let's talk, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the coffee shop opposite the school."

Feng Yin put down the phone, glanced at Feng Yin who was still busy, and didn't tell him that the text message was from Chen Xiuzhu immediately.

She always felt that Chen Xiuzhu had concealed many things from her, maybe this afternoon would be her moment to be honest.

"I'll go to school in the afternoon." Feng Yin told him as he wanted to finish talking.

"I'll take you there."

"Don't you and Leng Yue have something to talk about? Let Yinger send me off." After saying that, Feng Yin leaned over and kissed Leng Yan on the cheek. Returning her kiss with her face.

"Brother, our afternoon...holding grass!"

At this juncture, Leng Yue just came in. Hearing that his brother was in the kitchen, he wanted to come in and see him, but as soon as he came in, he saw the picture of his elder brother blocking Feng Yin on the cooking table and kissing.

Leng Yuyu wanted to exit the kitchen and it was too late.

"Get out!"

Young Master Leng directly picked up a washed tomato and threw it at Leng Yue. Either Leng Yue reacted quickly, or he was hit on the bridge of the nose.

Leng Yue exited the kitchen disheartened, but he was not convinced in his heart, leaning against the kitchen door, whispering,

"I said, brother, this kitchen is a public place, right? You and Feng Yin want to make out, can't you go back to your room to make out?"

Leng Yue felt that he was wronged, why did he get scolded even if he went into the kitchen to say hello?