It is precisely because of this that Lingshan specially prepared Pipi shrimp, hairy crabs, moray eels, and sharks for Boss Dou and his companions this time!

His careful preparation will definitely bring Boss Dou and others an endless sense of surprise.

Tsk, but now, why hasn't it been the turn of the shark to appear, why are all the guys who come to kill people and set fire to do things in the middle of the night?!

Now these monks are too poor to bear it, right?

How do you feel that she is not as good as Feng Jiao, a little girl who is only fifteen or sixteen years old and has shallow experience and low cultivation.

Lingshan twitched the corners of his mouth, and somewhat helplessly threw Boss Dou and all the people he brought to the corner of this street.

While Boss Dou and the thugs he hired were lost in the illusion and were tormented by pipi shrimp and hairy crabs inside, the backyard of the real Fengfu wine store was a different scene.

Feng Jiao and Ling Yuan were sitting in the room drinking tea, while the others were also resting or busy doing their own things.

Looking at the beautiful face of the man who could still drink tea quietly when someone came to kill and set fire, Feng Jiao couldn't help pursing her lips, and her heart became a little nervous for no reason.

In order to make it easier to masturbate at night, she deliberately divided her room into two, and she and Xing'er each lived in one.

She is now extremely glad that she made the right decision.

If the little girl Xing'er sees her and the beautiful Meow Daxian sitting opposite each other in the middle of the night, drinking tea together, somehow, she will feel red and heartbeat.

Speaking of which, this was the first time she had been alone with Ling Yuan, who maintained her human form, in the middle of a night like this.

The room was silent, except for the warm orange light, casting the man's silhouette onto the snow-white walls.

That exquisite silhouette is the silhouette of Ling Yuan drinking tea.

Feng Jiao could even see the other party's eyelashes as long as butterfly wings on the shadow.

Of course, it is not only the silhouette that looks as tall as green bamboo, but also the deity of the beauty of the prosperous world.

Appreciating Ling Yuan's indifferent demeanor of drinking tea, such a sentence suddenly popped up in Feng Jiao's mind: Looking at the beauty under the lamp, the more you look at it, the more energetic you are.

Quiet as the moon, pure as jade, that's it.

She couldn't help but be stunned for a while, until the man's clear voice as wine floated in: "Is it good-looking?" ”

"Huh? What? ”

Feng Jiao, who only cared about admiring the beauty of the world, didn't hear his words clearly, and subconsciously asked.

Ling Yuan curled his lips and smiled, and said in a very good mood: "You have been looking at me just now. Do you think I'm good-looking? ”

Feng Jiao couldn't help blushing a little, but at this time, she was pretentious and pretended to deny it reservedly, and it was not her style as a big Northeast girl.

"That's right. I've always thought you were good-looking. She nodded and graciously admitted.

She was so straightforward, she didn't even show the shyness of a girl, she still looked at him generously, which made him feel new and surprised, and at the same time, because of her unique freedom, his heart couldn't help but beat a few times.

"But I think you're better looking than I am." He looked at her and curled his lips.

"Me?!" Feng Jiao looked at Ling Yuan with a look of disbelief.

She thinks that she is like this, at most, she is more delicate, where can she afford to look good.