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

Chen Xiuzhu failed to ask, but the sound of wind chanting could already be heard.

"Leng Yan, why don't you drink ginseng tea?"

Obviously, Feng Yin didn't know that Leng Yan was talking with Chen Xiuzhu.

"Drink in a while."

"You are busy, then I will go back to my room first."

"good."

Listening to their harmonious and natural conversation, Chen Xiuzhu's heart that had been torn apart a long time ago was bloody and bloody again, new wounds covered old scars, and the repeated pain did not make him feel numb, on the contrary, every time the pain escalated.

"Everything went according to plan."

After the words fell, Chen Xiuzhu hung up the phone quickly.

At the moment he is like a contradictory deserter.He wanted to see Feng Yin, but he didn't know how to face her.

Night shark
Leng Yan hung up the phone and went to the room to find Feng Yin, but saw that she was drawing a picture.

"Didn't I tell you that you can't draw at your desk after nine o'clock?" Leng Yan pretended to be angry.

Feng Yin blinked, with an innocent face.

"Is it past nine o'clock?"

"Three past nine."

Leng Yan's words made Feng Yin speechless.

"It's only more than 3 minutes." Feng Yin felt wronged, it's normal to draw a picture and not pay attention to the time when you are busy.

"We agreed, and we will be punished if it exceeds 1 minute."

Leng Yan's attitude was serious, and Feng Yin was speechless.

"How can there be a good agreement? It was a casual talk that time, and there was no stamp or witness, so I still don't admit it?" Feng Yin said with a face that I don't admit that you can do anything to me.

"Then you forced me to use a special method to get you to admit it?" Leng Yan approached her, but his eyes were deep, vast and ambiguous.

The special method he mentioned was naturally a long and delicate kiss.

"Let's start next time. Forget it this time. It's only 3 minutes. How can you make it difficult for me. I'm willing to make it difficult for myself, but you're not willing to do it. Is this the truth?"

Leng Yan almost laughed at Feng Yin's words.

But thinking that if she was not punished, she would not take it seriously.

So I suppressed my smile, "In short, I must give you some punishment."

"Then let me dance for you."

Feng Yin stood up suddenly, and the next moment, he dodged to the cloakroom.

Leng Yan: "..."

"Wait for me, change clothes, and dance for you."

The sound of wind chanting came from the cloakroom, and Young Master Leng felt his cheeks burn.

"Feng Yin, don't make trouble."

Forgive Young Master Leng for thinking wrong at the moment, he felt that Feng Yin finally showed him a dance, it must not be an ordinary dance.

Is it...

Leng Yan was embarrassed to continue thinking.

At this moment, Feng Yin, who had changed into men's clothing, came out of the cloakroom, holding a pink tutu skirt in his hands.

"This skirt is a loose version. You can definitely wear it. It's been in the closet for a long time and you haven't worn it. Show me it."

As soon as Feng Yin said this, Leng Yan's three views were shattered.

Let him wear a skirt?
Absolutely impossible!
"This skirt is for you." At that time, Young Master Leng had packed all the new seasons of a brand, and they were all suitable for Fengyin. As for this skirt, he thought that one day Fengyin wanted to try it on a whim. This type, also bought together.

"I want to see you wear it. Just show me it."

Feng Yin swayed his arms and jumped into his arms.

"Show me the clothes, and I'll let you..."

Finally, Feng Yin said the three words hehehe in a very low voice.

Leng Yan: "..."

"When did you learn this?"

"I see, you want me to change it for you?" Feng Yin suddenly realized.

Leng Shaomo.