Daughter mighty: No. 1 young man in domineering giants

The other end of the phone was very noisy, and the other party seemed to be in a night market.

"Hello? Talk!" Chen Zihan yelled into the phone several times, but did not hear the other party's response, "If you don't speak again, I will hang up."

She originally thought that the other party would definitely speak when she said that, but she didn't expect that after a "beep", the other party actually hung up the phone.

Who exactly?He called but didn't speak, was it because he was afraid that she would recognize his voice?

Chen Zihan was at a loss, she took another look at the phone number, she was sure it was unfamiliar, so she ignored it.

She looked at Zhong Qiliang's photos carefully again, arranged them in chronological order, and put all the photos in her bag.

"Where have you been?" As soon as he returned to the villa, Ling Zifeng's lazy voice came from the sofa.

Chen Zihan took off his shoes, changed into a pair of floral slippers at home, put his coat on the hanger, took off his scarf, and looked at him: "I went to the celebration banquet. Connie is leaving the country tomorrow. I'm going to see him off."

Ling Zifeng raised his eyebrows, dragged her onto the sofa, squinted his eyes and looked at her: "You seem to care about him very much!"

"Pfft—" Chen Zihan laughed.

Ling Zifeng raised his eyebrows, pushed her face in front of him, and kissed her right cheek sideways, touching the cold skin, what he was going to say, "What are you laughing at?" turned into: "Why is it so cold! Why don't you wear more clothes when you go out?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands to cover her cheeks, a hint of sweetness pervaded Chen Zihan's heart in the warm palms, and her little face was slightly red.

"Actually...the hands are even colder!" Chen Zihan stretched out a pair of cold and white paws and shook them in front of Ling Zifeng.

Just when Ling Zifeng was about to hold her hand, she suddenly put her hand into his neck mischievously.

"Hiss—" The cold touch chilled Ling Zifeng's neck, and he couldn't help but let out a soft breath.

Chen Zihan looked at him, "giggling" and laughed heartily.

"How dare you attack me!"

Ling Zifeng showed a bright smile, and Chen Zihan was attracted by this smile, and he was in a daze, with a pair of evil claws wrapped around his waist.

"Ah! Don't tickle me!" While dodging, Chen Zihan raised his foot and kicked Ling Zifeng.

"If you don't tickle you, you won't be good!" Ling Zifeng said as he rushed towards her, grabbed her feet in his hand, and stretched out his other hand towards her neck.

"You're lying!" Chen Zihan saw that he couldn't get away from the struggle, so he simply held Ling Zifeng's hand, then lowered his head and bit his palm.

"You bit me!" Chen Zihan's mouth was not heavy, but Ling Zifeng suddenly jumped up, "Since you bit me, you have to be responsible!"

He let go of her feet, wrapped his arms around her waist, and hugged her to his lap. He was about to kiss her delicate lips when she was not prepared, but she stretched out her hand to block his lips that were about to attack .

Ling Zifeng narrowed his eyes, his eagle eyes gradually darkened, but Chen Zihan smiled like a flower.

She let go of her hand, hooked Ling Zifeng's neck, took the initiative to peck his lips lightly, and then pushed him away, smiling like a stealing cat: "Don't bully me!"

Seeing her clear and bright water eyes like ink clearly reflect his own figure, Ling Zifeng's sense of happiness seemed to overflow.

He stretched out his hands to hold Chen Zihan's charming face, and then kissed deeply. From the first touch of water, to the tossing and deep kissing, and finally to the inseparable inseparability, Ling Zifeng didn't let go until he kissed Chen Zihan softly in his arms. open her.

Chen Zihan's face was bright red, and she leaned against Ling Zifeng's arms and panted quickly, covering her red and swollen lips.

Ling Zifeng was also panting. He looked down at the shy little woman in his arms, with a slight smile on his lips, and a low and pleasant voice with joy: "It's getting dark, we should do something meaningful!"

Meaningful thing?

Chen Zihan immediately realized that her face was burning hot. Amidst her exclamation, Ling Zifeng had already hugged her in his arms and was about to stride upstairs.

"pat-"

Following Ling Zifeng's movements, Chen Zihan's bag fell to the ground, and only then did she realize that she had something important to do with Ling Zifeng.

"My bag was dropped!" Chen Zihan pointed to the bag on the ground.

Ling Zifeng didn't even want to look at it, and went straight to go upstairs with his long legs: "Let it stay there, I have to do more important things than picking up bags."

Chen Zihan's face was completely red, and she beat Ling Zifeng's chest: "There is no rush..."

"I'm not in a hurry, but it is!" Ling Zifeng glanced down.

"Wait, wait a minute, there is something very important in the bag, you put me down first!" Chen Zihan thumped his legs and pushed Ling Zifeng.

Ling Zifeng was afraid that she would be hurt, so he let her go.

As soon as Chen Zihan hit the ground, he picked up the bag, took out the photos inside, turned around and was about to talk to Ling Zifeng about the photos, when he saw Ling Zifeng's aggrieved face.

A smile flashed in her eyes: "Good boy, let's talk about business first!"

Ling Zifeng shook his head and pointed to the stairs: "My business is upstairs!"

Chen Zihan wiped the cold sweat off his brow, dragged him to the sofa, held his stern face in his arms, and kissed him "Baji", "Hey, I really have something important to tell you."

After this kiss, Ling Zifeng's complexion improved a bit, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes: "Make it up to me later!"

Chen Zihan's face was slightly drunk, and he nodded slightly, and then Ling Zifeng showed a happy smile.

Chen Zihan handed the photo taken by Zhong Qiliang to Ling Zifeng. As soon as Ling Zifeng saw the person in the photo, his originally cheerful face suddenly became gloomy.

"You interrupted my business just to let me see Lu Shaoyu?" Ling Zifeng snorted coldly, and threw the photo in his hand aside, "I'm so ugly, I'm really not interested!"

The corner of Chen Zihan's mouth twitched: "Look at this photo! The person in the photo is the middle-aged man who followed me last time."

"Are you sure?" Ling Zifeng became serious after hearing what she said, "Well, the person in the photo is indeed missing a finger..."

Chen Zihan raised his eyes and looked at him: "You said that Zhou Jie was deceived by others to kill Xu Zeming. I asked Wenwen, and Wenwen said that a middle-aged man with a broken finger always came to Zhou Jie in those few days. Later, when I went to chat with Wenwen, I happened to see him following me. I asked people to look for it for a long time, but I still let him escape."

Ling Zifeng carefully observed the photo, and after a while, he bent his lips: "It's okay, this photo was taken well, the person who followed you is indeed very cautious, but there are always times when people are secretive, such as in a transaction. A lot of flaws will be exposed at important moments."

"What flaw? Can you guess who he is from the flaw?" Chen Zihan leaned his head to look at the photo.

Ling Zifeng put his arms around her shoulders, held her in his arms from behind, pointed to the lower right corner of the photo, and said, "You don't need to guess, you can directly piece together a rough idea with technology. Look here, what is this?"