Xiao Feng's inspirational life

The living room was very quiet, two big men were leaning on the sofa, one was holding his hair, lowered his head in frustration, the other jumped up like a direct reflex, turned around and ran to the door of the master bedroom.

The person who ran to the door was Xiao Feng.

Although his heart was very complicated at the moment, he was shocked, excited, distressed, troubled, and afraid, but these emotions did not completely take away his reason.

Standing in front of the door, Xiao Feng exhaled secretly to calm himself down, took out the key and opened the door.

In the bedroom, the curtains were drawn and the light was a little dim.

Xiao Feng walked softly to the side of the bed, stood in front of the bed, his lips moved.

"Is he asleep?" Cheng Haiyang walked to the door and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Feng's eyes fell on Duan Linfeng's face again, his eyes flickered: "Fall asleep."

"Oh, I'll go back when he's asleep. You take good care of him."

Xiao Feng nodded towards him, and his eyes returned to the person on the bed.

Cheng Haiyang pursed his lips, did not speak, and looked lonely.

One minute later, Xiao Feng heard the sound of closing the door and footsteps on the stairs.

Xiao Feng sighed, leaned over slightly, raised his hand, and put it down again.

The tears on Duan Linfeng's face were not dry, Xiao Feng could tell that he cried before he entered the door, did he think of something after hearing their conversation?

——Do you remember the memory that has passed away?Xiao Feng didn't dare to make a conclusion lightly.

But one thing Xiao Feng was sure of was that Duan Linfeng was pretending to be asleep, and his breathing was a little short.Xiao Feng thought to himself, if he stayed here for a few minutes, Duan Linfeng would probably feel very uncomfortable. Since he was pretending to sleep and escape, how could he bother him?Give him some time to recover on his own.

Xiao Feng got up and wanted to leave, but just after taking a step, he turned back, stretched out his hand to gently rub Duan Linfeng's head, and then walked out satisfied.

The door was closed softly, Duan Linfeng opened his eyes, put his hands under his head, and looked at the door thoughtfully.

When Cheng Haiyang said that he could fly, some broken fragments flashed through his mind. The two were drinking, and the two passed the crowd and midair side by side, hearty laughter echoed in his ears. He wanted to see clearly, but A blur.

The picture flies to a place, which is very strange and familiar. There are cliffs in that place, and there are thousands of troops in that place.

The shouts rang in his ears, and the howling mountain wind hurt his face. Later, he only remembered that the man was hugged and fell down, and his heart was blank.

Until later, he heard the sound of approaching footsteps, and his thoughts were pulled back.

Duan Linfeng raised his hand and knocked on the head, mocking himself secretly: You, why are you thinking of a man?You are in trouble.

Holding his hair, Duan Linfeng grimaced. Since meeting Xiao Feng, his lacrimal glands have developed. The key is that he loves to be touched on the head by him... As soon as he curled his lips, the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became.

Duan Linfeng pulled the quilt to cover his face, covering his head with the quilt, and we'll talk when he wakes up.

Xiao Feng who was outside the door heard the quietness inside, drifting back to his room without a sound.

There is a picture on the wall. In the picture, a person holds a folding fan and stands in a garden full of camellias. His eyes are slightly downcast, and his expression is lonely.

Xiao Feng brushed his fingers across the face of the person in the painting, and he asked softly: "Yu'er, are you sad because I left?"

"Are you...you came to this other world because of me?"

No one answered his question.

Xiao Feng sighed, and suddenly remembered the book "Dragon Ba Bu".

Returning to the living room, Xiao Feng found the book from under the sofa, dusted off the book, and sat on the sofa to study it seriously.

In the first half of the book, there are many descriptions of Duan Yu, and Xiao Feng read it with gusto.

Seeing Duan Yu not knowing martial arts but daring to meddle in Wuliang Mountain, Xiao Feng said: "Yu'er has a warm heart."

Seeing Duan Yu being forced to take the poison, Xiao Feng felt distressed for a long time and at the same time wished to slap that man away.

When he saw Duan Yu mistakenly hit and ate Manggu Zhu clams and obtained Lingbo Weibu and Beiming magic skills, Xiao Feng said: "Yu'er is really lucky."

When he saw Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing rubbing each other in the stone room, Xiao Feng became restless and was about to slap the table when the doorbell suddenly reminded him, Xiao Feng was taken aback, he was so engrossed just now that someone even came Do not know at all.

Walking over to open the door, Zhang Xiaonian's magnified smile appeared in sight, Xiao Feng invited him in, and asked, "What would you like to drink?"

Sitting on the sofa, Zhang Xiaonian asked casually, shaking her feet, "Are you sure the drinks from Lin Feng's family haven't expired?"

Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows and said: "Drink some water."

In the next instant, a cup of white tea arrived on the tea table in front of Zhang Xiaonian.

The corner of Zhang Xiaonian's mouth twitched, you really don't see the outside world!

"Why don't you drink?"

"...Uh, I'll drink it when it's cold."

Xiao Feng nodded towards her, sat back in his seat, and continued to read.After these few minutes of cooling down, Xiao Feng's suffocation just now had extinguished by itself.

Zhang Xiaonian saw Xiao Feng reading the book seriously, as if he didn't see himself at all, so he called out: "Brother Xiao Lang."

Xiao Feng didn't look up, and continued to read the book.

"Brother Xiao Lang~~~" has a wavy line at the end.

Xiao Feng held his head, looked up at her, and frowned fiercely.

"Brother Xiao Lang~~~"

"Do you have something to do?" I had to admit that Xiao Feng was chilled by Zhang Xiaonian's sudden petite voice.

"No...it's okay, hehe, I just wanted to call you." Zhang Xiaonian squeezed his palms, why would Brother Xiao Lang make me so nervous just by asking him a question?The aura is not comparable to that of my sister, huh. . .

"Oh." Xiao Feng lowered his head and continued to read.

"Brother Xiao Lang, I'm eating here tonight." Zhang Xiaonian still decided to speak well.

Xiao Feng: "Oh."

"I brought all the dishes, and they are all delicious."

Xiao Feng: "Oh."

Zhang Xiaonian: "..." Then what?Should you cook?

After waiting for a long time without anyone responding, Zhang Xiaonian was listless, Xiao Feng turned his head and glanced at her: "Hungry?"

"Yeah." Zhang Xiaonian nodded his head.

"Then... you go cook." Xiao Feng said it as a matter of course.

"What?" Zhang Xiaonian's eyes widened in surprise.

"something wrong?"

Zhang Xiaonian: "..." I never go out of the kitchen, okay?Messy...Xiao Hai, you villain, what are you doing all this time, let's see if I go back and deal with you!

So, someone who was driving home sneezed hard.

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