Chapter 152: Incomplete limbs
The door opened, and Luo Chen showed a smile that he had practiced countless times.
"Stars ......"
Before he could finish speaking, when he saw the man standing inside the door, the smile on Jun's face froze suddenly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
"Why are you here?"
"Am I weird here?" Feng Yi's expression was indifferent.
Luo Chen remembered his relationship with Shi Ran, and his face became even more ugly.
He glanced inside the room and asked, "What about Shi Ran?" ”
"Still sleeping."
Luo Chen: "!! ”
His eyes fell on Feng Yi, who was wearing a light gray casual suit with an apron on his body, typical of home dress.
Did he live with the stars?
As soon as this idea came out, Luo Chen's whole person was not good.
He was about to go in, but was blocked by Feng Yi.
Luo Chen looked at him sharply: "Get out of the way." ”
The momentum of the seal is awe-inspiring, and it is as immobile as a mountain.
"She's resting, and I don't want to entertain you as a guest."
The word guest, he bit very hard, and hit Luo Chen's heart hard.
He never thought that when they met again, there would be other men by her side.
Luo Chen's fists were clenched, and the violent emotions in his heart suddenly rose, but in the end, he was worried about the people inside, and he still restrained himself.
He asked, "Did she catch a cold?" ”
Last night she said she had a headache.
"It's none of your business." Feng Yi prepares to close.
Luo Chen pressed the door against it with one hand, his heart was churning with anger, and he wanted to pick off this person's skin to vent his anger.
He said coldly: "Hand Xiao Jin over to me to dispose of." ”
"Why?" Feng Yi said indifferently.
Luo Chen's eyes narrowed: "Then I can only rob people." ”
He's going to rob more than one person.
"Then you have to see if you have the ability."
The four eyes are facing each other, electric and flint, and the smoke of gunpowder is filled.
Luo Chen glanced inside the room and turned to leave.
Feng Yi closed the door, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and made a call.
"Did you find someone?"
"I'm making soup, I'll talk about it when I get back." Feng Yi hung up the phone, threw the phone on the table, and went into the kitchen.
He put the chicken in a casserole, added some red dates and ginger slices to it, then added water, covered it, and boiled it over the heat.
In the laboratory, Hao Di hung up the phone, looked at Jia Dongxing with a strange expression, and asked, "Third brother, what does the boss mean when he says he is making soup?" Boiling a living person? ”
Jia Dongxing couldn't hold back his laughter, and slapped him on the shoulder: "Your boss is as heavy as you, don't make up for it if you don't have anything to do." ”
"And who is he cooking soup for?" Hao Di frowned.
Jia Dongxing said with a playful face: "Aren't you talking nonsense? It must be a sister-in-law, who else can make the boss wash his hands and make soup? ”
Hao Di's face sank: "Is the boss too good to her?" ”
Jia Dongxing looked at the man on the hospital bed and said coldly: "If you have time to think about this, you might as well think about who caught this person before us and made him incomplete and half dead." ”
Hao Di's heart was awe-inspiring, and the few things they did when they returned to China this time were always taken preemptively.
If it's their enemy, be careful.
In the apartment, Shi Ran woke up again and it was almost twelve o'clock.
After taking fever medicine and sweating, her head was not so dizzy.
She was a little thirsty, and when she got up to pour water and drink, she heard the crackling sound of metal.
She looked over the sofa, where Feng Yi was sitting, staring intently at the notebook on her lap, her slender fingers tapping on the keyboard.
He was already good-looking, elegant and moving, like a handicraft, beautiful, and fragile.
She didn't dare to make any movement, for fear of ruining the beauty.
But he had already realized it, closed the notebook, walked up to her, and put his hand on her forehead.
"Are you better?"