"My lord, remember to come again!"

Feng Yin was not frightened, and Min Lan at the door dropped her jaw in shock.

Was it his third brother just now?

The wind groaned at the door and turned around indifferently.

"I'll pay you back next time, I'm very happy today, you deserve a reward."

As he spoke, Feng Yin took out a red envelope from his bag and threw it away, and the red envelope fell on Cheng Yanqiu's bed.

"Master Xie."

The wind waved his hand in a chic manner and left.

Cheng Yanqiu picked up the red envelope stupidly, and Feng Yin gave him a gift, which is still a heart.

The love brain is really hammered.

Min Lan held her chin and sent the wind out, and finally closed her chin at the door.

"Wind groan, admire!"

"Average."

Modestly said goodbye to Min Lan with an immodest wind groan, and left in his own small truck.

Feng Yin, who returned home, drank a bowl of sweet soup left by Grandma Yun, and was ready to go to bed sweetly.

Before going to bed, I sent a message to the crowd of four again.

Wind Whisper: Bring five days' worth of clothes, and gather in the underground garage at five o'clock tomorrow morning.

Message sending, muting, sleeping.

No one wants to disturb her sleep.

The trio, who saw the news at the same time, began to think about where it would take five days to go?

At four o'clock the next morning, Feng Yin got up, packed his clothes, and prepared to make his own breakfast.

Feng Yin, who came out with his backpack, happened to walk opposite Grandma Yun.

Grandma Yun looked at her watch, and then at Feng Yin.

"So early?"

"You're going out for five days—do you want to be together?"

Feng Yin suddenly felt that the place he went to this time was also very suitable for Grandma Yun.

Grandma Yun is really a little excited.

"Think about it, Feng Yingying has been attentive in the past two days, and I have already started to loosen the scene, and it is okay to dry her."

Grandma Yun made a quick decision and turned around to go back to pack her clothes.

Feng Yin looked at Allah and the black girl who came over, and with a wave of his hand, they were all gone.

After a simple breakfast, Feng Yin took Allah, the black girl, and Grandma Yun with him, downstairs.

The trio arrived on time and greeted Grandma Yun politely and respectfully.

Five people plus Allah and a black girl, exactly seven seats, no more, no less.

This time, Kazeyin drove.

Feng Yin drove out of the underground garage, and didn't tell everyone where to go, all the way out of the city, and got on the highway.

During this period, Grandma Yun and Feng Yingying talked on the phone, and they had a little bit of a grievance.

"When we get back, it's almost time for the fire."

"You can just watch it."

Feng Yin, who was driving, took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and his posture was arbitrary and chic.

"Wind Groan, where the hell are we going?"

"Eat a big feast."

"What is the big seat?"

Lin Yu asked Zhang Boer in a whisper, Zhang Boer explained, and Lin Yu suddenly realized.

"Someone in the village invited me to dinner."

"Invite you to dinner, and you must not spend money? There are so many of us, how much do you have to spend? ”

Feng Yin pointed a finger at Li Sanyi.

"A hundred can't you, a thousand?"

Wind Groan shook his head.

"It can't be 10,000!"

The wind groaned and shook his head again.

"I'm talking about not spending a penny, we have to earn some back, we are a serious part-time live broadcast room, how can we do things that lose money."

Li Sanyi had a bad premonition, so many of them went to eat and eat, and they had to do something to earn it back.

The wind groaned mysteriously, without telling a few people, and the car ran all the way down the highway, and gradually formed and dried corn stalks appeared on both sides of the road.

Li Sanyi suddenly thought of something, opened his mobile phone and glanced at it, "It's eleven soon." ”