[Chapter 4: Is it okay to be my maid forever?]

"Wang Feng, you will only hide behind the woman, and there is a kind of get out of here. ”

Wang Feng had just walked to the door of the room, when an extremely arrogant voice suddenly sounded, making Wang Feng's face quickly gloomy, and his eyes narrowed slightly, projecting a terrifying and rich gloomy color: "It turned out to be him!"

Through a small crack hidden at the door, Wang Feng saw at a glance that a dark and thin young man was arguing with Su Qiao, his eyes were like the triangular eyes of a poisonous snake, full of vicious snake-like cruelty and viciousness.

This person's name is Wang Yan, he is the house slave of the Wang family, but he has the strength of the acquired triple strength, he is extremely domineering and insidious, and among those house slaves, he also has an extremely prominent position, so everyone hates him among the house slaves.

What's more, this guy is still Wang Zhong's lackey!

Wang Zhong is also a cultivation genius in the family, extremely snobbish, because of Wang Feng's amazing talent, he sat in the position of the second genius in the family, and he was quite unconvinced in his heart, but because of Wang Feng's extremely arrogant strength, he was deeply suppressed, and now that Wang Feng has lost power, it is naturally indispensable to be sarcastic and ridiculed.

"Hmph, Wang Zhong, in three months, I won't call Wang Feng if I don't beat you all over the ground!" Wang Feng naturally sensed Wang Yan's intentions, and he also snorted coldly, and secretly made up his mind to teach Wang Zhong a lesson.

"Wang Feng, you real-name vain thing, there is a kind of never come out!" another angry voice sounded, and the insult in it also reached the extreme, and it was no longer within the scope of Wang Feng's tolerance.

"Bang!"

Wang Feng opened the door of his room, pretended to be sleepy, stretched his waist, and said to himself with some distraction: "There is really no way, as soon as I woke up, I heard a mad dog barking!"

This sentence seems very simple, scolding Wang Yan for being a mad dog.

"Young master, didn't I hint that you shouldn't come out?"

That Wang Yan's face was also flushed with a hint of iron blue, and suddenly, he retracted the iron blue on his face, and said with a smile: "Wang Feng, on behalf of my master Wang Zhonglai, I want to express my condolences to you, I don't know if your strength can be repaid...... Stable?"

Wang Yan's sentence is a pun, that is, he said that he was here to condole, but he was secretly putting pressure on Wang Feng, and there was a hint of ridicule in the sentence, and he expected Wang Feng to vomit blood because of this.

Unexpectedly, Wang Feng smiled faintly, with a deep "splendor" on his face, and said in an extremely flat tone: "Well, I already know, help me go back and thank Cousin Wang Zhong for your concern." ”

When Wang Feng spoke, he also bit this cousin very hard!

The meaning of the current language is naturally this: Don't forget, you are my cousin, you used to be the second in the family, and now there is no updated ranking in the clan ratio, you are still the second in the family, and there is no change in the slightest.

Seeing that Wang Feng not only did not vomit blood and violence as he imagined, but calmly smiled and mocked in turn, such a deep scheming made Wang Yan feel heartbroken and angry.

"Yo, isn't this the first day, I don't know if Wang Dashao dares to learn a thing or two from me?" Wang Yan calmed down his mind, still showing a shallow smile, and once again poked out Wang Feng's pain.

In this thick ridicule, Wang Feng was not angry at all, and still retorted with a smile: "Could it be ...... Have you forgotten your duty as a domestic slave? What are the thirteen rules of a domestic slave?"

Article 13 of the rules of domestic slaves: A domestic slave shall not fight a duel with his master, and if he has such thoughts, he shall be punished with fifty lashes!

Wang Yan's face changed, his heart was shocked by horror, he didn't think that he was so out of control because of Wang Feng's rebuttal that he even forgot the rules of domestic slaves, it was not unreasonable for Wang Feng to stabilize Wang Zhong......

Wang Yan smiled coldly, and simply tore through that hypocritical face, and said with an incomparably cold face: "Hmph, Wang Feng, you are indeed extremely calm, but today's matter, you had better not make a noise, otherwise you will not be killed by some flying stones!"

This is clearly a threat to the red fruit!

Wang Feng simply smiled, but his tone changed to the extreme: "Hehe, Wang's life is definitely very big, but if Wang rises again, please be very careful, otherwise if someone is accidentally killed, Wang Zhong may cry for you!"

Wang Yan is ruthless, but Wang Feng is more ruthless than Wang Yan!

"Wang Feng, count you ruthless!" Wang Yan's face became extremely difficult to look at, and some of the cultivation he had cultivated was also collapsed by Wang Feng's terrifying ruthlessness, so he had to snort coldly, brushed his sleeves and walked away quickly.

Wang Feng looked at Wang Yan's embarrassed appearance, his eyes were full of gloom and ruthlessness, his body moved slightly and spit out a mouthful of blood, although he had obtained heaven-level exercises, and his mind had been sharpened a little, but he couldn't see it yet!

"Hmph, since you Wang Yan are looking for death, I will smash your face to the ground in three months!" Wang Feng's cold gaze shot directly at Wang Yan's back, and the space seemed to be frozen!

Su Qiao looked at Wang Feng and asked with some worry, "Young Master, you don't have anything to do, right?"

Wang Feng gently brushed away the blood from the corner of his mouth with his palm, and the Sen Ran on his face instantly waved away, and a bright and warm smile appeared on his face: "Su Qiao, the young master is fine, I'm sorry, the young master was in a little confused just now, and he yelled at you, forgive me." ”

The smile on Su Qiao's face suddenly became extremely sweet, and he said with a smile: "Young master, Su Qiao is fine, Su Qiao doesn't blame you." Young Master has to work harder to cultivate and try to defeat that bastard!"

Wang Feng nodded: "Definitely." ”

When Su Qiao heard this, her expression was slightly sluggish, looking at Wang Feng's smiling face, she was pure and she also noticed that there seemed to be something different from usual in the young man's eyes.

That thing seemed to have an untouchable magic, which made his young master more manly and delicate, and even the dull eyes in the past became extremely deep......

Thinking of the depth, Su Qiao's face couldn't help but become peachy, red and fluttering, like a freshly ripe kiwifruit, blooming with amazing temptation, people couldn't help but want to take a bite......

"Su Bridge. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Is it okay to be my maid forever?" Wang Feng asked this sentence, and as soon as he finished speaking, his face quickly flushed, obviously because of the unknown shyness.

"Hmm......" Su Qiao's head was so low that it was about to hang down to his chest, and between his snorts, he made a faint sound like the buzzing of mosquitoes, and if you looked closely, even his neck turned red......

Wang Feng smiled with satisfaction: "Let's go, accompany me to the neighborhood to shop and do some other things by the way." ”

Speaking of this, the cold light in Wang Feng's eyes flickered slightly.