Yan Ling knew that Feng Lin didn't talk much.

From time to time, find a topic to adjust the atmosphere.

Fortunately, although Feng Lin is not good at words, it is not to the point that every sentence is talked about to the point of ending the topic directly.

In addition to the master bedroom, there is also a second bedroom.

The things in the second bedroom are quite complete.

It's just that......

The man's pajamas and toiletries made it difficult for the spirit of speech.

She has the habit of preparing spare supplies, but it has only been long since she arrived at this plane, and she naturally has nothing to prepare for men's things.

She didn't know when she would meet the blackened male god......

In short, if Feng Lin slept here for one night, the two of them would definitely have to go to the mall.

Yan Ling pinched her eyebrows, should she find an assistant?

When she is too lazy to run errands, can you help her run all kinds of errands and buy things?

It was Feng Lin, seeing that her face was complicated, and took the initiative to answer, "My clothes, I'll have someone send them later." ”

Yan Ling was suddenly overjoyed, "Okay, then you go to your second bedroom first?" ”

"Hmm."

Meanwhile.

Lin Zui's phone rang.

He glanced at it, and it was the wind coming.

The text message consisted of just one sentence: Send my luggage, thank you.

Lin was so drunk that he threw away his mobile phone, "............"

The warmth on his face was almost unbearable.

The wind is coming, you want to be shameless!

Did he just tell him that there was nothing important in the past few days, so don't bother him?

Think of him when you have something, and throw it away when you run out when you have nothing to do?

Scold! Man! Plastic brotherhood!

This brother, he doesn't want it, whoever loves wants it! Free delivery.

A minute later, Lin's phone rang again.

Feng Lin: Didn't you say that you have a tricky plan?

Lin sat up drunkenly, took his mobile phone and replied in seconds: Deal!

It's just a matter of sending a suitcase, it's not difficult, so let's take a run, and I'm idle anyway.

Tsk, that's delicious!

Lin Zui asked Feng Lin for the address, and when he saw the address, he was slightly surprised.

That neighborhood belongs to the rich area, and the Lin family also has an apartment there, but no one lives in it and it has been empty.

He pondered for a moment, turned to pack a few of his clothes, and then left.

After getting into the car, he sat in the back and began to think about it.

The Lin family often buys some properties, puts them aside for a few years, and then sells them, or does a favor.

The apartment in that place was nothing to the Lin family.

But for an eighteen-year-old girl like Yan Ling, an apartment of tens of millions is not an ordinary difficulty.

And the Feng family only recently learned that Yan Ling is the real daughter of the Feng family.

He also saw with his own eyes that day, the relationship between Yan Ling and the people of the Feng family was obviously not good, and even at noon, he also saw Yan Ling beat Feng Qi Fengwu.

In this case, he didn't believe that the apartment was given by Father Feng.

So the question is, how did an eighteen-year-old girl manage to own tens of millions of apartments?

This question did not come to his mind until he arrived at the apartment.

Immediately after, a coincidence came.

After Lin Zui opened his apartment, he stood at the door with a gentle expression and called Feng Lin, "I'm at the door, Mr. Feng, please come out and pick me up." ”

Feng Lin hung up the phone, stepped on his slippers that didn't fit well, and opened the door.

His gaze fell from Lin Zui's body to Lin Zui's back, and the apartment behind him, that is, opposite Yanling's apartment, had the door wide open, and Lin Zui's luggage was faintly visible at the entrance.

“…… The apartment opposite is your home? Feng Lin resisted the urge to hold his forehead.