The grassy 'Daxing Nanhaizi Wetland Park' on the outskirts of Shangjing, the name of the scenic spot that has lasted for more than 1,000 years has not changed because of the passage of time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The blue waves ripple a little bit, and when you take a deep breath, you can feel the fresh air, which is more delicious than delicious food.

On a verdant meadow, a pale blonde curly-haired Liu Wan'er writes a beautiful picture scroll on the drawing board, her expression is focused, and the beauty in front of her eyes is vividly displayed on the rice paper.

However, the style of painting has changed, and in the extreme beauty there is a young figure who wears a long duckbill hat that covers two-thirds of his cheeks.

"Wan'er, who are you drawing?" asked another woman in fashionable costume, standing on the edge of the drawing board, puzzled.

"Ye Tingcheng, look at your eyes, this is my idol 'Big Stomach King'!" Liu Wan'er pursed her mouth, stopped the paintbrush in her hand, looked at the fashionable woman and continued: "How about it, it's okay to paint!"

Ye Tingcheng looked up at the sky and rolled his eyes, his face was gone, and he asked how the painting was, "Eh...... The hat is very vividly drawn, very vivid, isn't that your hat?"

"Hmph, don't you know that the hat was given to me by the 'Big Stomach King'. Liu Wan'er looked proud.

"Cut, brag as much as you can, that 'big stomach king' can eat a little, what else is special, you are so concerned about him, Liu Qianjin's style of chasing stars, my sister doesn't dare to agree. Ye Chengcheng continued to despise her, as a good sister for many years, she couldn't imagine how the eldest lady of the Liu family had a strong interest in a foodie.

Liu Wan'er ignored Ye Qingcheng's contempt, and continued to compose her paintings, and when she put her pen to paper, she calculated that it was almost time for Lin Feng to return to Beijing.

She salivated over the ancient Malatang that Lin Feng said, and after returning home last time, she inquired about the practice of Malatang on the interstellar network, undoubtedly she failed, and bought a lot of condiments to plane according to the practice on the Internet, but the Malatang she made was the most unpalatable food she had ever eaten in her life.

However, the 'big stomach king' Lin Feng said that it should be delicious, but the skills were lost, and she sent a text message of greetings to Lin Feng.

The levitating train was speeding on the tracks, there was not the slightest noise in the luxurious first-class cabin, and Lin Feng knew that a familiar cold melody sounded in the sea.

Congratulations to the host Leng Feng for successfully completing the third assassination mission]

[Assassination star: 5 stars]

[Star Reward: 300% Qualitative Increase]

【Reward: 7 days off】

【Event Reward: 2,000,000 Star Coins】

[Complex quality grade: 9]

[Scoring Conclusion: The host is qualitative primary, and there are still seven assassination missions to be completed, and the second complex qualitative special training can be carried out]

His body functions throbbed for a while, and Lin Feng knew that his comprehensive physique had improved again, as expected, his basic physique had grown to unit 2, and it should have risen to one hundred and five percent according to the proportion after completing the task, but it was actually three hundred percent.

After the basic physique becomes stronger, the benefits obtained are not as simple as one plus one equals two, it is a multiplication of two times the base, but it is a pity that the rewards of the first two tasks have not increased accordingly.

SMS reminder on mobile phone: Starcoins have increased by another two million.

At this time, Lin Feng was a qualified local tyrant with a net worth of more than 4 million, and he decided to go to the 4S point of booking a car immediately after arriving at Shangjing Station, and he wanted to add configuration!

Another SMS reminder, contact Lin Wan'er: When will you go back to Beijing, I will wait for your Malatang, ...... What is the difference between 6, 12, and 18?

Lin Feng's two bulging eyes, is this a hint?

6 equals tired, 12 equals very tired, 18 equals exhausted, and he would love to reply like this.

He replied: small, medium, large, depending on how much you can eat. Lin Feng glanced at the time and continued to edit the information: I still have forty minutes to go to Shangjing Station.

Just pressed the send button, Lin Feng slapped his head and muttered to himself: "Am I particularly sick? What did the news of returning to Beijing tell her about?"

Information prompt, Lin Wan'er: I'll see you later! Lin Feng's head is big, and he has nothing to do for himself.

At Shangjing Station, the suspension train slowly stopped, Lin Feng lowered his hat and walked towards the exit of the station, he was hiding from people, because of the girl who hooked up with his hand.

It's not that there is a barrier in his sexual orientation, he really doesn't have any thoughts, calculate the time, he is 'more than a thousand years old', this is a sad fact, and his focus is on the 'assassination system', the love of children grows slowly, the average age of 130 years old, there is still a lot of time to enjoy.

Outside the platform, a silhouette peered in on tiptoe, and the familiar duckbill hat appeared in her sight, which she remembered.

"Big stomach ......" Qianying Woman swallowed half of her words into her stomach, "Lin Feng, we are here." She waved her snow-white jade arms, and her voice was like a yellow warbler's cry, which was very good, and many male creatures who picked up their girlfriends turned their heads to stare one after another.

The screams were incessant.

Lin Feng knew that he couldn't hide, and greeted with a slightly stiff smile, this Qianying was Liu Wan'er, she was holding a rolled rice paper in her hand, and there was a woman next to her, who also looked fresh and refined, and the truth that things gather like and people are divided into groups is correct.

But Lin Feng is a little bit of a fool, eat spicy tang together?

He couldn't help but clutch his two waists, this was the rhythm to suck him dry, okay...... He thought too much.

"Why are you here?" Lin Feng said casually, and looked at the girl next to Liu Wan'er.

"What's the matter? Not welcome, but you took the initiative to invite this girl to come and pick you up, don't admit it?" Liu Wan'er said playfully, shaking her mobile phone in front of him, as if to say, text message as evidence.

"Oh, this is my best friend Ye Allure Beauty, don't beat her up for her crooked ideas, otherwise you will die a miserable death. Liu Wan'er showed a weird smile after speaking, Lin Feng always felt that something was wrong, the girl next to her was very good in terms of appearance and figure, but it was not his thing.

Ye Chengcheng threw a provocative look at him, but he was still infinitely beautiful, as his name suggested, and any provocation at will had the intention of Alluring the city.

In the weird atmosphere, Lin Feng chose to be silent, what else could he say when he encountered two calamities.

In the VIP parking lot outside the station, a luxury hovercar with a driver was lying quietly in the parking space, and the driver saw them coming, and respectfully opened the door in advance, but when he saw that there were more people accompanying Lin Feng, his brows frowned slightly inadvertently, but soon turned to normal.

The identity of this driver is not ordinary, his name is Zhou Hongtian, Liu Wan'er's father's full-time driver and bodyguard, and he is also a martial arts master.

"Mr. 'Big Stomach', please get in the car. Liu Wan'er seemed to have seen some clues, and secretly said that if it wasn't too late, she wouldn't let Zhou Hongtian send her. deliberately shouted Lin Feng's Internet celebrity title, for fear of being misunderstood by Zhou Hongtian, and went back to beat her small report.