Dong Wenfeng, who has been practicing the Nine Gods Body Protection Divine Skill for one night, can gradually understand it, but there are also rituals in it, perhaps because of his own shallow knowledge, so he can't think of the connotation after thinking about it for a night.

Anyway, there is still a long time, Dong Wenfeng comforted himself like this.

The driver, Lao Song, walked out of the kitchen, walking over with a big bowl of spinach and pork liver soup in his hand, looking at Dong Wenfeng's tired face, Lao Song said distressedly: "Young master, come and drink the soup to replenish the blood." ”

The driver, Lao Song, has made great contributions to rescuing Xiaomeng last time, and Dong Wenfeng has also seen that he is honest and honest. Although there is no big culture, I know more about the big truths than others. So Dong Wenfeng specially asked him to come over to take care of his daily life, and his salary was three times that of the original. This time, Lao Song was so frightened that he didn't agree, and insisted on going back to drive, for fear that it was Dong Wenfeng's plan. Unexpectedly, Dong Wenfeng used his execution order in Hechuan to ask Lao Song to obey.

Sure enough, Lao Song tried for a few days and found that Dong Wenfeng really didn't deceive him, but he was afraid that the salary would be too high, and others would count the bad things about him behind his back, so he worked hard and also started the job of a nanny, and prepared breakfast for Dong Wenfeng and Murong early in the morning.

Ye Fan blinked, probably because he had just woken up, so his eyes were a little uncomfortable, he glanced at Lao Song with a kind face, and said, "Old Song, thank you!"

Drinking the delicious soup, Dong Wenfeng really felt the warmth of home, probably because he lost his parents since he was a child, so he

Longing for this feeling of fatherly love.

Watching the young master drink the soup he boiled one by one, Lao Song showed a satisfied smile. He has no children under his knees, and he only has a daughter when he is middle-aged, and he is currently a freshman at Hechuan University. So he longed for a son all his life, but I don't know why he always regarded Dong Wenfeng as his own son.

Murong walked down from the upstairs gently at this moment, saw Dong Wenfeng drinking soup, his face was happy, and soon came to Dong Wenfeng's side, sat down gently, and then leaned on Dong Wenfeng's arms, and said coquettishly: "Husband, what are you drinking?" Since Murong and Dong Wenfeng had a further emotional foundation, the title of the two has also become intimate.

"Look at it, do you want to taste it?" Dong Wenfeng hugged Murong in his arms, and then gently rubbed Murong's hair, such an intimate move should avoid outsiders, maybe they have long stopped treating Lao Song as an outsider.

But Lao Song put down the spinach and pork liver soup very interestingly, and then left with a smile.

Because Murong didn't like the sundries in these pigs, he didn't refuse, but personally fed Dong Wenfeng to taste them. At the same time, because of her injuries a few days ago, she had been fed a lot of big tonic soups in her stomach, and she was already tired of hating these big tonic soups.

Dong Wenfeng drank the last sip of the soup bowl, thinking that he and the others were staying in the hotel in Hechuan with Murong to recuperate. Needless to say, Murong couldn't stand it, and he himself didn't want to stay any longer, but when he saw Murong a few days ago, he already had an idea, so it was better to go shopping in the streets of Hechuan!

After all, Dong Wenfeng has been talking about Hechuan for more than a month, and he has not really wandered around the bustling streets of Hechuan, and he is with a beautiful woman in the painting.

Dong Wenfeng deliberately provoked Murong's attraction, he pretended to cough twice and said, "In order to show that you can recover safely, I decided..."

Dong Wenfeng just said the word decision, Murong reacted quickly, and in a blink of an eye, he gathered from the living room to Dong Wenfeng, the speed was really agile, and Dong Wenfeng was stunned with his mouth wide open, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

Murong blinked her beautiful big eyes, looked at Dong Wenfeng in unison, her eyes were full of longing, she paused deliberately, and said in a sweet and greasy voice: "Husband, what did you just say to decide? I haven't heard it clearly..."

Dong Wenfeng gently pinched Murong's mouth in his hand, and then deliberately stimulated her and said, "I decided..."

"What do you decide?" Murong had already guessed Dong Wenfeng's trick, she simply went straight to the point, pinched Dong Wenfeng's thigh with her last bit of power, and then said these five words word by word in a persecutive tone.

"My wife spares her life! I decided to take you to Hechuan for a walk today, do you say it's okay?" Dong Wenfeng was obviously frightened by Murong's torture to extract a confession, it seems that he didn't dare to marry Murong, a ghost girl, into the door for a while, otherwise he would have his own good fruit to eat.

"Yay!"

Dong Wenfeng rolled his eyes, the speed of this change was even faster than the Sichuan Opera changing face, and when he reacted, Murong had already gone up the stairs, and he must be figuring out which clothes he should wear at this moment.

That's how women are.

Dong Wenfeng sighed, Lao Song came over to collect the dishes at this moment, Dong Wenfeng specially told Lao Song to take a day off today, and he drove to go shopping

。 Old Song naturally knew that Young Master Dong was going to take the young grandmother out for sightseeing, so he was naturally embarrassed to follow, so he didn't have much reluctance, and said a word to pay attention to safety and left.

It seems that the clock, it is already ten forty-five at this moment, and Murong, the ghost girl, has been dressing up upstairs for more than half an hour and has not come down, and I don't know what is going on with her.

Dong Wenfeng was indeed a little anxious, if he had known that Murong needed such a long preparation time, he might as well look at the skyscrapers directly near the hotel!

After smoking three cigarettes, he couldn't help but run upstairs, and as soon as he entered the door of the room, he saw a beautiful, pure, shy and lovely girl looking in the mirror. That was naturally Murong, Dong Wenfeng seemed to see her for the first time, the crystal clear snow skin shimmered with an ivory-like halo, and the soft lines of the snow-white skin were graceful like a water hibiscus and condensed snow lotus. The stunning and delicate Fang Jing is as red as fire, the pure and beautiful eyes with thousands of charms are shy and closed, the black and long eyelashes tightly cover the pair of sheared autumn pupils trembling slightly, and the white, delicate and delicate straight jade neck has a pair of soft and round slender shoulders. Dong Wenfeng looked demented, maybe today's Murong was the first person he met, and this beauty in the painting really came out of the painting.

Today's Murong wore a white and flawless floral dress, a blue tunics wrapped around Murong's slender waist, and the high heels were specially made by a French famous brand. She didn't have any ornaments on her body, and if she had to count one, it would be an ordinary watch in her hand.

This old watch was left to her by Murong's mother, she has kept it since she was a child, and she is spotless today, but this old watch looks out of place, which shows that she likes this old watch.