Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Chapter 507 The general is trying to get his wife again 31

Yan Feng stopped talking.

What to say?

This is indeed what his god would say.

Now it's not just jealousy between every soul fragment.

It may even rise directly to the issue of the godhead of the body.

Really...

It never disappoints!

However, Si Qingluan can rest assured. Now that he has seen him in person, Yan Feng can indeed stop believing in Xie Chengan for a short time.

Because the souls are all the same.

There seems to be no difference between what Faith sees in front of her and what she believes is in the rosary on his wrist.

He thought for a while, then looked at Si Qingluan and said, "Si Qingluan, it's hard for me to raise you."

Si Qingluan nodded.

Yan Feng counted the numbers for him on his fingers: "You must provide him with good food and drink, and you must coax and pamper him. You are not allowed to lose your temper with me at ordinary times. When I am unhappy, you must find ways to make me happy..."

Before the count was finished, Si Qingluan had already responded. With a somewhat incomprehensible expression on his face, he said: "Aren't these the most basic things that I should do? If you marry a wife and can't do these things to her, wouldn't you be a scumbag? ?"

Yan Feng was stunned.

Then he couldn't help laughing wildly.

Si Qingluan was right.

Anyone who can't do these things is a scumbag.

Unfortunately, from a human perspective, there are very few people who can really do these things, and they can even be considered rare...

He relaxed, and Si Qingluan's expression became much better.

He reached over and patted Yan Feng's head gently.

Si Qingluan continued to comfort him and said: "If you have any requirements for me, you don't have to rush to say it now. You can think about it slowly. And I can also guarantee you that as long as it is what you say, I will We will all be satisfied. It doesn’t matter when we said it, this agreement can be kept until the end of our lives. There is still a long way to go, so there is no need for you to worry. "

Si Qingluan is always full of things like a sense of security.

Yan Feng was particularly happy.

When the conversation reached this point, Si Qingluan naturally looked at Si Xiangyun and began to tell him about his plans to marry Yan Feng.

This is something that both parties involved have agreed to, and Si Xiangyun will certainly not do anything to obstruct it. After just asking about Yan Feng's situation and confirming that his feelings for Si Qingluan were also love, Si Xiangyun nodded and said that he understood, and as Si Qingluan's brother, he would help prepare for the wedding from now on.

After the matter was explained clearly, Si Qingluan also planned to leave with Yan Feng.

But Si Xiangyun stopped Yan Feng again.

The curiosity on his face did not diminish at all, and he said: "Mr. Yan Feng, if you can, in your free time, can you communicate with me more and tell me the story about that god?"

Si Xiangyun swore.

He was really just curious.

But neither Yan Feng nor Si Qingluan had the idea to satisfy his curiosity.

Turning back and glaring at Si Xiangyun, Si Xiangyun said, "He is my wife, and you always want to chat with him. What's going on?"

Si Xiangyun was embarrassed: "I..."

I really have no interest in your wife at all!

But before he could explain, Yan Feng also gave the answer. He said: "Mr. Lord, I really have nothing to say to you. Because I have just made it clear what I need to say, and there is nothing else left. Yes."

Si Xiangyun was shocked: "Is this all said and done?"

Yan Feng nodded, showing an expression even more puzzled than Si Xiangyun's, and said, "Is there any other content?"

Si Xiangyun gave an example: "For example, let's take this god's teachings, or scriptures and the like..."

"Oh, none," Yan Feng waved his hand and said, "What our gods emphasize is the unity of mind and heart. As long as you believe in him from the bottom of your heart and don't do anything to harm Si Qingluan, the gods will bless you."

Si Qingluan didn't understand why this matter was related to him again?

Logically speaking, he is the one who is least willing to believe in the "god" that Yan Feng calls him. He has already made it this far. Does the god have any reason to protect him?

Everyone was confused.

But Yan Feng had no intention of explaining anymore.

He just smiled at the two people and urged Si Qingluan to go home with him.

Si Qingluan behaved normally on the way back.

But after entering the door, he asked Yan Feng to wait in the bedroom for a while, and went out for a walk. When he returned to the room, he also showed a very kind smile to Yan Feng.

Yan Feng was lying on the bed playing games, not realizing there was something wrong with his smile.

Instead, he yawned and reminded Si Qingluan: "Si Qingluan, I want to eat delicious food today, please let the kitchen prepare it."

As he spoke, he began to list the names of the dishes.

Si Qingluan listened carefully.

Then he slowly walked to Yan Feng's side.

When Yan Feng didn't react, he suddenly reached over, grabbed Yan Feng's wrist, and handcuffed his arms to the bedside.

Yan Feng:? ? ? ? ?

He knew Si Qingluan's identity.

So Si Qingluan would have handcuffs here, and he didn't feel any surprise at all.

But when the handcuffs were used on him, Xiaoniao couldn't help but be a little surprised.

After struggling subconsciously for a few moments, Yan Feng asked him: "What do you want to do?"

Si Qingluan smiled.

He looked at Yan Feng condescendingly.

The military uniform he wore was straight.

From this perspective, and from this current state, it really feels like uniform play.

The carnivorous bird swallowed uncontrollably.

But he really doesn't want to exercise now.

After all, they had just finished their long campaign before going to see Si Xiangyun. If we continue directly now, it means there will be no rest time at all, right?

Yan Feng blinked.

He felt that this matter could still be discussed.

However, the next second, his chin was pinched by Si Qingluan's outstretched fingers.

Let Yan Feng look into his eyes.

Si Qingluan said slowly: "Baby, who allowed you to shoot yourself in the palace just now?"

"Even with the blessing of gods, you are still mine."

"I don't agree. You are still trying to harm yourself."

"Have you figured out how to accept the punishment?"