Seeing Zhao Liu's eyes with some affection, Xu Feng suddenly felt a little chill down his spine.

This little fat man won't have the dragon yang, right? And then he was deeply attracted by my domineering spirit?

It's so terrible, it's so terrible, Xu Feng doesn't dare to think about it anymore.

It seems that this little family uniform can't cover my face like a crown of jade, handsome and chic, jade tree in the wind, talented.

Xu Feng sighed helplessly.

If others knew why he sighed, would they beat him up with a low-key appearance and a sullen and narcissistic heart...

Xu Feng didn't think about it anymore, it wasn't his fault that he was charming, so he could only go with the flow.

Squatted down and began to work, carefully trimming the rosy in front of him.

The scissors are like sharp edges, and for a while, I saw countless small cotton balls flying messily.

......

Zhao Wansheng felt that after living for 18 years, the total anger she had received was not as much as that she was getting angry in a day today.

And all of this stems from the little family who can only steal and play tricks... Xudi!

And grandpa actually protects that little family so much!

Over the years, when did my grandfather take such a good look at a little family?

walked out of Zhao Ping'an's yard with a frosty face.

Xiaoyu, the close-fitting maid beside her, shuddered, lowered her head and didn't dare to breathe, wondering if the scorching sun could be stronger?

If the eyes can kill, then the people Zhao Wansheng killed today are probably all over the field.

Zhao Wansheng stopped, gritted her teeth and said, "Xu.. Earth. ”

Xiaoyu cautiously raised her head slightly and glanced at Zhao Wansheng, feeling the anger in her eyes at this time, she immediately lowered her head and didn't dare to look.

"Xiaoyu, inquire about all the living habits and preferences of Xu Di. ”

Xiao Yu responded again and again, and couldn't help but feel a little pity for the little family named Xu Di in her heart, it was the first time she saw Zhao Wansheng look like this, as if she had seen the ending that Xu Di was about to face...

......

Xu Feng still didn't realize that what he was about to face was the crazy revenge of an angry girl...

By this time he had already finished his work in the garden, and after the lesson of the previous time, he would never go to the place with his back to the courtyard wall.

So he found another place with a very good visual distance, so that he could see the exit of the back garden for the first time, and he could also react back to the flower garden he was responsible for as soon as possible.

Xu Feng was half-lying on the bamboo chair, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

This time, Lao Tzu's preparation is foolproof, look at how you little girly skin still come over to grab the bag!

He thought to himself.

Xu Feng wrinkled his nose and smelled a very familiar and nostalgic smell.

It is the taste of Zhao Wansheng.

Probably because Zhao Wansheng sat on this bamboo chair just now, there was still some smell left on it.

Xu Feng had an evil thought out of nowhere, and he suddenly envied this bamboo chair...

glanced at the bamboo chair with disdain...

Some greedy ones began to sniff carefully.

I don't know what Zhao Wansheng is made of, he has seen a lot of women with natural body fragrance, whether it is in the past life or in this life.

But what makes him so special and so nostalgic is only the taste of Zhao Wansheng.

"Brothers, let's eat!"

At this time, the scorching sun was getting west, and Zhao Liu's shout was heard not far away.

Xu Feng was also a little hungry, stood up and walked towards Zhao Liu.

It is said that people in cultivation do not need to eat, drink, and sleep, but Xu Feng is hungry if he doesn't eat...

And the quality of the toilet has also improved a lot recently.

It's just that I don't know when I will be able to reach the legendary realm of not needing to eat, drink, and sleep?

......

The paralyzed face was always depressed, and when he saw Xu Feng, he didn't have a good face, so he didn't go to the stove room with them, but left by himself.

Xu Feng was angry, thinking that your crush on Zhao Wansheng had something to do with Lao Tzu.

If it was someone else's inexplicable, maybe he would have to say hello a long time ago.

But this paralyzed face is all working in the same back garden, it is unwise to make too much trouble, and it will make it difficult for Zhao Liu and others to do it at that time, so Xu Feng suppressed his anger and simply treated him as a transparent person and ignored him anymore.

Xu Feng, Zhao Liu, and the four of them walked to the stove room.

Just a few steps out of the back garden, they trotted together.

Everyone didn't run too fast in order to take care of Zhao Liu's speed, but it was much faster than the speed of walking to the stove room.

Every time Zhao Liu went to the stove room, it was the happiest and most depressed moment of his day...

The joy is that for him, a little fat man, the temptation of the stove room is undoubtedly more tempting than that of the Oiran of the Red Street.

And the depressed nature is that you need to run over to eat more...

Every time he arrived at the stove room, he always had to be tired and panting, and it would take a while for him to come over...

I don't know why, the number of people in the stove room today is unusually large.

The size of the stove room is not too big, but it is not too small either.

The furnishings are somewhat similar to the type of decoration in a tavern.

The people who come to eat in the stove room are all wearing domestic clothes or maid clothes, and most of them are family servants and maids below the second level, because the first-level maids are usually personal maids, or people who take care of the eldest lady's daily life, so the treatment is much better.

The first-class family usually works in shops or cloth workshops outside the house, and usually rarely eats in the stove room in the house.