My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Murong Wan smiled and kept looking at Yang Feng with her eyes, which seemed to have deep meaning.

Every time Yang Feng looked at her like this, he knew that something bad was definitely up to him, and it was the same this time.

He felt a little chill in his back and asked suspiciously: "What...are you doing?"

"I just suddenly thought of something."

Murong Wan looked at Yang Feng carefully, and finally asked: "I remember you received a mysterious package before, right?"

"Why did you suddenly mention this?"

"Nothing, we just happened to find what was written on it recently."

Murong Wan smiled and continued: "It says that that person knows the secret of your eyes, right?"

"you!"

Yang Feng's face looked frightened.

This is really shocking and a little panicked!

Because Murong Wan actually knew!

"How...how did you know? The things above should have been destroyed long ago!"

Yang Feng's tone suddenly became tense.

He thought Murong Wan had recovered through special means.

But after seeing his appearance, Murong Wan smiled even more.

"It seems that my guess was correct."

Murong Wan smiled.

"Guess?!"

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized that he had been fooled.

In fact, Murong Wan was not sure about what was written in the package.

But she deliberately confirmed her conjecture by asking questions like this.

"Next time you chat with me, can you be less clichéd and more sincere?"

After a brief period of fear, Yang Feng gradually returned to normal.

Although he was not clear about Murong Wan's identity, he always felt that this person did not look like he would harm him.

It's just that this secret... was finally known.

Yang Feng's expression was not so good-looking.

Although he did trust Murong Wan very much.

But no matter what, there are some things he only wants to know by himself forever. This is human nature.

Murong Wan naturally knew what Yang Feng was thinking, so she smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in your eyes, but I just want to remind you of one thing."

"What?"

"If I'm not wrong, you should have used your spiritual power to moisturize your eyes before performing a special technique, right?"

Murong Wan asked.

Yang Feng didn't expect that Murong Wan even knew this, so he asked doubtfully: "You...wait a minute."

Yang Feng suddenly realized something.

"You must have just discovered it, right?"

Yang Feng thought back.

Just now, Murong Wan seemed to be encouraging her to go into the old street.

In fact, she was waiting for her to use her eyes.

Yang Feng did not expect that from that time on, this woman was already planning to dig a hole for herself.

Murong Wan smiled slightly and said: "Actually, I'm not that interested in your eyes. It's probably just a special technique, but I think you'd better use it less in the future."

"What do you mean?"

"Although most people may not be able to see it, if you are careful, you should still be able to find some clues."

Murong Wan's words were a kind reminder.

In fact, this was the reason why she wanted to confirm this matter.

She didn't really want to explore this secret, but she was worried that Yang Feng would be in danger in the future.

Yang Feng nodded and said, "I rarely use these things now."

"There is still one day tomorrow, and we can use the name of tourism to go to the place where they are going to use the dragon-inducing spiritual energy."

Murong Wan talked to Yang Feng about tomorrow's plans, and then walked towards the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of gurgling water came from the bathroom.

Yang Feng could even hear the movement of Murong Wan inside while applying shower gel.

Although Yang Feng tried his best to restrain himself, Murong Wan was indeed extremely beautiful.

Yang Feng said that Datian is also a man.

With no one taking a bath in such a beautiful city, Yang Feng could not help but have some wild thoughts while lying on the bed.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The sounds inside stopped.

Murong Wan dried her hair and walked out, wearing pajamas, revealing her hazy and perfect body.

Seeing Yang Feng lying on the bedside, she smiled and said, "You deliberately booked a single room, right?"

"What?"

"It doesn't matter. I've said it before. In fact, I don't care about this. It's just a matter of sooner or later. You..."

"Stop it first. It's obvious that when we went to book a room, you insisted on booking a single room like a couple!"

"Is this happening? I don't seem to remember."

"Anyway, I have to sleep on the bed tonight. Anyway, I just saw this sofa. It's quite big when you put it down. You are from the Investigation Bureau and you must have endured a lot of hardships, so there must be no problem sleeping on the sofa. Right?"

As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, Murong Wan sat down naturally beside the bed.

"What did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly."

Murong Wan asked with a smile.

Yang Feng only felt a scent coming from him.

His heart went cold.

This guy did it on purpose! Totally intentional!

But at this time in the room, the curtains were drawn and the door was closed.

There was a faint fragrance emanating from her body, as well as her long white legs and arms that could not be covered by her nightgown at this time.

Yang Feng only felt his blood surge.

"You don't have to endure it so hard."

Murong Wan seemed to be teasing her intentionally.

Yang Feng gritted his teeth and watched Murong Wan getting closer to him.

Her cheeks were infinitely close to Yang Feng's, and her perfect cheeks and even her breath were blowing against Yang Feng.

Fortunately, Yang Feng gritted his teeth and quickly turned over from under the bed to the sofa.

It wasn't until he kept a distance of two or three meters from Murong Wan that Yang Feng seemed to finally feel a little safer.

Murong Wan was lying on the bed, looking at Yang Feng's escape, and said helplessly: "You don't have to be so nervous."

"I don't want to spend my whole life in it."

Yang Feng's depressed expression.

It's not that he doesn't like Murong Wan, it's just that this woman is too powerful.

If Yang Feng really couldn't hold it back, he would be trapped in it for the rest of his life.

Murong Wan seemed to see other thoughts in his mind.

She sat cross-legged on the bed and asked with a smile, "Is it because you like Zhao Zhuwei...or Lin Xue?"

"They are better than you anyway."

"I think you like Zhao Zhuwei more."

"Are you going to sleep or not?"

Yang Feng didn't want to talk to Murong Wan about this boring thing.

If she dug a hole for herself again, it would be really doomed.

Murong Wan laughed and said: "I remember I said it before, in fact, whether it is Lin Xue or Zhao Zhuwei, their appearance lasts only ten years, twenty years at most. Their life span lasts only a hundred years or thirty-six thousand days. "

"Aren't all people like this?"

"No, you don't."

Murong Wan smiled and said, "You are the more special person."

"I don't think I'm special."

"Actually, the fact that you reject this topic so much shows that you seem to have anticipated it, right?"

Murong Wan's words always hit people's hearts directly.

Yang Feng was slightly silenced by her question.