Lin Feng was seriously pruning the potted cypress.

When he heard this, he raised his eyes to see where the voice had come from.

He happened to see Jiang Zimei wearing a black cheongsam, the cheongsam did fit very well, as if this dress was tailor-made for her Jiang Zimei. Look at the book

I have to say that Jiang Zimei's figure is really close to Mo Ziyan.

There should be all the place, and she can support the special temperament of this dress.

The moment he saw Jiang Zimei, Lin Feng seemed to dream back to the deep mountain villa back then, and returned to the days when he was tortured by the femme fatale Mo Ziyan every day.

I remember that time.

Lin Feng shuddered and came back to his senses.

I don't know why, now, he actually misses the days more and more.

Is it that he likes to be masochistic?

It feels really weird.

Lin Feng looked at Jiang Zimei's sexy appearance in a black cheongsam, the whole person was distracted for a long time, Jiang Zimei walked sexy steps, arrived in front of Lin Feng, and asked him in a low voice.

"Mr. Lin, am I that good-looking?"

Lin Feng smiled.

"Nine points."

Jiang Zimei smiled when she heard this number.

"It's only nine points, what is the full score?"

Lin Feng replied directly.

"The perfect score is 10 points."

When Jiang Zimei heard this, the smile on her face dissipated, and she said again.

"Ten points, then why am I not ten points. Who did you leave the ten points to?"

Lin Feng did not answer this question.

And Jiang Zimei said.

"It seems that Mr. Lin has left his ten points to the real owner of this dress. However, since I got 10 points from Mr. Lin, I can make do with it......

Jiang Zimei said this, and walked in front of Lin Feng.

She was wearing this ink-colored cheongsam, as if she had a stronger temperament, and this time, she seemed to have a strong oppressive nature, and actually forced Lin Feng to retreat.

In a trance.

Lin Feng felt that he had really returned to the deep mountain villa back then, and what he was holding in his arms was not someone else, but the woman who had lived with him for seven years, Mo Ziyan.

This moment.

Lin Feng's mind passed by, and he knew the truth after it was true or false.

Once, he believed in love, believed that he and Xu Yao were rotten, Xu Yao waited for seven years in order to wait for him, and moreover, he also gave birth to a child for him, and it was hard to take care of the child alone.

But these are just bubbles.

From beginning to end, it was all Xu Jingcheng's calculations.

Xu Yao's appearance and her waiting are all Xu Jingcheng's chess games.

And Lin Mumu was just a chess piece arranged by Xu Jingcheng, in order to let Lin Feng fall into the disadvantage in that chess game, and he was completely led by Xu Jingcheng's nose.

When everything is a foregone conclusion, Lin Feng is also the chess piece in Xu Jingcheng's hand.

The bubble dissipated.

Lin Feng has always had a gloom in his heart that is difficult to dissipate, and at this moment, Lin Feng is accompanied by that gloom, no longer holding back his emotions, but embracing the beautiful woman wearing a black cheongsam in front of him.

Jiang Zimei's subordinates have all withdrawn from the villa.

Early the next morning.

When Lin Feng woke up.

Jiang Zimei sat on the sofa next to the bedroom, she was wearing black pajamas.

The pajamas were also left by Mo Ziyan back then, and the same as the pajamas worn by Mo Ziyan that Lin Feng had seen, the two of them were really too similar, whether it was temperament or figure.

The morning sun is shining down.

Shining on her body, it is really beautiful.

Look at her.

Lin Feng asked.

"You used the fragrance again?"

Jiang Zimei's long hair was scattered all over her body, and she looked back at Lin Feng and said.

"It's useless."

"You're sinking."

After she said this, she walked towards Lin Feng, came to Lin Feng, snuggled in Lin Feng's arms, stared at Lin Feng and said.

"You're really boring, you're obviously with me, but you keep shouting Mo Ziyan's name. I know I'm a little less beautiful than hers, but it's not like that, you're doing that to me, right?"

"At least, I'm the one who makes your heart flutter!"

In fact.

For Lin Feng, last night, he couldn't tell whether the woman beside him was Mo Ziyan or Jiang Zimei.

Lin Feng also looked at her and said.

"Who told you to wear Mo Ziyan's clothes?"

This made Jiang Zimei unable to answer.

"Okay, your speech is even more sharp, I can't talk about you, but Sister Ziyan's clothes are really good-looking, she has so many clothes, I will change them for you every day during this time, how about it?"

Lin Feng also thought that Jiang Zimei would immediately change her clothes because of this.

Unexpectedly, this Nizi actually did the opposite, and wanted to wear all of Mo Ziyan's clothes.

This request caught Lin Feng off guard.

"Aren't you afraid, I always think of you as her?"

Lin Feng asked.

Jiang Zimei said.

"I'm not afraid, even if you treat me as her, it doesn't matter, anyway, you're with me. Maybe she's not as good as I am, believe it or not?"

Jiang Zimei said this, but she looked a little arrogant.

Lin Feng deliberately asked rhetorically.

"What are they?"

And Jiang Zimei is not ashamed.

"What do you say, don't you know?"

When Lin Feng heard Jiang Zimei ask rhetorically, he opened his mouth, he really felt that Jiang Zimei was a little interesting. In front of this woman, he doesn't have to stand up all the time, he can live very casually and naturally, which seems to be her charm.

"I know."

As soon as Lin Feng finished answering, the silk champagne-colored robe on Jiang Zimei's shoulders had quietly disappeared.

"You ......"

Lin Feng didn't say a word.

Jiang Zimei said.

"I've said it all, even if I don't bring the charm incense, you can't escape!"

I have to say that there are some things, Jiang Zimei is indeed very powerful, and she, a prefecture-level member of the Immortal Association, is indeed not covered, as long as she is willing, not many masters can withstand it.

When the two of them went out of the room, it was already noon.

Jiang Zimei's subordinates had already prepared lunch for Lin Feng and Jiang Zimei, a very hearty table.

Eaten.

Jiang Zimei took Lin Feng and walked around in this immortal capital. The immortal capital is very large, and the resources of this place are completely different from the resources of the outside world, and the treasures of heaven and earth that are very cherished by the outside world are very common here.

For example, the unicorn and the keel, on the side of the Xiandu ghost market, are ordinary stalls.

Moreover, they are still the kind of boutiques.

In addition to the unicorn exhaustion and dragon bone, there are many other heavenly treasures that Lin Feng has heard of before, such as, meat lingzhi, blood lingzhi, white deer antler, thousand-year-old ginseng, phoenix blood vine and so on.

These are all Chinese herbal medicines that Jiang Wu dreamed of and wanted to get before.

Lin Feng bought some and brought them to Jiang Yu when he went out.

In her hands, these things can be turned into a panacea.

Lin Feng was curious, what can you buy from the Rare Golden Immortal Spring mentioned by Jiang Zimei before?

Jiang Zimei didn't answer, but just took Lin Feng to a very big shop in Xiandu, called Qianlou, opposite Qianlou, there was also a Kunlou.