"I know that Brother Jun is generous!" Ye Shixian gave Wang Feng thirty-two likes with a thumbs up.

Seeing this, Ye Shimei's face darkened, and her face became more and more cold.

Fools can see that Ye Shixian is not generally good to Wang Feng, it seems that she really likes Wang Feng, in Ye Shimei's opinion, this is not a good sign.

"Mr. Wang, come and have dinner together. ”

Aunt Wang is a smart person, as soon as she saw the diametrically opposed faces of Ye Shixian and Ye Shimei, she realized that the situation was not good, if it continued like this, it would be better for the two sisters to wait for a while to be like last time, because Wang Feng quarreled, so she smiled and quickly diverted the topic.

"Thank you, Aunt Wang. Wang Feng thanked him, and then quietly pulled his arm out of Ye Shixian's arms.

is always so sticky by Ye Shixian like a sticky cake, not to mention Ye Shimei, even Wang Feng himself feels uncomfortable, rubbing it, it's cool, but it's only half cool, you can't touch it, you can't kiss it, you can't pounce on it and take off your clothes to do that kind of thing, this feeling is like putting a plate of fragrant roast chicken in front of you when you're hungry, let you see it, let you smell it, but you don't let you eat it, it's too fucking fuck-and-fuck.

"Shixian, come and sit. Walking to the sand, Ye Shixian originally wanted to sit with Wang Feng, but as soon as her P share touched the sand, she was pulled over by Ye Shimei.

"Sister, how are you~~~~"

"Mr. Wang has just come out of the hospital, and he has not been feeling well recently, if you don't want to hurt him, then it's best to stay away from him. ”

Ye Shixian was not angry, and was about to complain a few words, but was beaten back by Ye Shimei.

"Huh?" Ye Shixian was shocked by Ye Shimei's words, and said worriedly: "Brother Jun, are you ~~~~ sick?"

"I didn't~~~~" Wang Feng's mouth opened, and just about to deny it, he noticed that Ye Shimei gave him a threatening look, so he paused a little and changed his words: "Yes, I have a strange disease, and the doctor said that I should quit smoking, drinking, spicy, and sex in the near future." ”

"Quit sex?" Ye Shixian was shocked again, she was sick, just quit smoking and drinking, and she had to quit sex? She grew so big, obviously it was the first time she had heard of it, so it felt incredible.

Wang Feng shook his head and sighed, and said with a wry smile: "I am allergic to women. ”

"Poof—"

Ye Shixian was not only surprised this time, but also vomited out all the things he had just eaten in his stomach~~~~

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Ye Shixian was admitted to the Film and Television Academy, and now that school has started, she will have to stay in school from Monday to Friday in the future, and only Zhang Mo can come back, so she went directly into Ye Shimei's room after dinner, saying that she wanted to sleep with Ye Shimei, and by the way, she said something intimate.

Ye Shimei naturally will not refuse.

But in this way, Ye Shixian's room was vacated, just for Wang Feng to live in.

Wang Feng and Ye Shimei are not stupid, they both know that Ye Shixian is deliberate, but they are not broken, everyone tacitly agrees, Wang Feng is naturally happy, and what Ye Shimei wants is to let Ye Shixian sleep with her, you can stare at Ye Shixian at night, enlighten Ye Shixian by the way, and do Ye Shixian's ideological work.

Ye Shixian's room was very warmly decorated, full of pink girlish feelings, Wang Feng had never slept alone in a woman's boudoir before.

But.

Wang Feng didn't have the heart to study the layout of the room, even if there were two of Ye Shixian's washed Wen and Neiku next to the pillow, he just glanced at it casually, and didn't think anything crooked.

It's not that Wang Feng is too serious, but because he has more important things in mind, compared with Ye Shixian's Wen and Neiku, the mysterious little thing hidden in his stomach is obviously more attractive.

It can heal, it has a heartbeat, and you can faint when you kiss it~~~~ Damn, what the hell is that little thing?

All night, Wang Feng lay on the bed tossing and turning, pressing the bed to a rattle, but he never fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Wang Fenggang was a little tired, and suddenly there was a knock on the door, which startled him.

"Who?"

Wang Feng asked impatiently, then sat up, shirtless, wearing only a large crimson storehouse, stepped on the flip-flops thrown on the side of the bed, and went to open the door with a pair of panda eyes.

"Little Shimei?" As soon as the door opened, Wang Feng saw Ye Shimei standing at the door.

And beside Ye Shimei, there was also a middle-aged man in his forties, the middle-aged man was wearing a suit and tie, a little bald, and there was not much head on the top of his head, but he smeared the wax that I don't know what brand it was, and smeared his head with a shiny finish, which is estimated to brighten up 24k titanium alloy dog eyes.

He is not tall, about one meter seven, but the width of his body is not small, his face is covered with fat, a pair of double chins are vaguely exposed, and he has a big belly.

The ancients said that the belly has poetry and books, and the middle-aged man in front of him is just the opposite, and the belly is full of wine and meat!

If the temperament is not good, forget it, damn, I was stunned to wear a pair of glasses with gold rimmed, a black leather bag under my armpit, a serious expression, standing heroic, posing as a high-ranking and powerful look, and dragging it like two or five pieces of information and handing it to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng glanced at it casually, and his heart suddenly chuckled.

Damn, I'm really afraid of what to come~~~~

The documents and materials that Director Hu handed to Wang Feng were part of the criminal evidence that Maung Bobang stole from Su Qiu's house!

Obviously, this part fell into the hands of Director Hu, and the other part is certainly no exception.

Director Hu's eyes were full of malice when he looked at Wang Feng, Wang Feng was sure that Director Hu and Liu Wanxi were definitely not all the way, so Su Qiu's criminal evidence fell into the hands of Director Hu, which can only show one problem, that is, Liu Wanxi is in trouble and has fallen into someone else's way.

"Liu Wan cherishes this big stupid girl, and the police, where the hell did all the usual cleverness go?" Wang Feng couldn't help but scold.

Scolding is scolding, but before he made things clear, Wang Feng didn't dare to talk casually, so as not to get into trouble, so he frowned, glanced down at those documents, and instantly turned on the mode of pretending to be stupid, looked at Director Hu with a puzzled face, and asked: "Director Hu, this is ~~~~"

Director Hu snorted coldly: "What, you don't know?"

"What do you know?" Wang Feng continued to play dumb.

Director Hu glared at Wang Feng, then took out a large envelope made of brown paper from the black leather bag, shook it in front of Wang Feng's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You really don't cry when you don't see the coffin, but your name is clearly written on this filthy letter!"

"Huh?"

Wang Feng's face changed abruptly, he snatched the big envelope from his hand, looked down, and saw that there were indeed six eye-catching big characters written on the front of the envelope: Informant, Wang Feng!

The handwriting is beautiful, and at first glance it is from a woman's handwriting.