When I wanted to ask a few more questions, Liu Yifei was already asleep and could not scream. Su Chang had no choice but to look at the big watch hanging on the wall. The hour hand was pointing at 7:30, but she couldn't sleep anymore. So she got up and cleaned up and washed it. When she put on her clothes, she happened to meet Jiang Feng and walked out of the room.

Jiang Feng didn't sleep well all night, but his skill was profound, so he just yawned twice. But one thing was that he couldn't hide it, even if he had two panda eyes. When he saw Su Chang coming out, he lazily said hello: "Chang'er, it's so early!"

"Yeah." Su Chang always felt that Jiang Feng and Liu Yifei had done something shameful last night, but unfortunately she didn't get the evidence, so she felt unhappy. When she heard Jiang Feng say hello to her, she responded coldly, her face full of unhappiness.

Hey, where did I mess with her? Why did she look like a master girl? Jiang Feng was a little puzzled, so he said to Su Chang: "Do you want to eat breakfast outside?"

"I'm not hungry yet. I'll wait for Feifei to get up and eat together later?" Su Chang suddenly felt that he had lost his appetite at this moment, so he shook his head and said to Jiang Feng.

Not hungry? Jiang Feng nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll eat something to put my stomach on."

Jiang Feng was making food here on his own, and Su Chang sat on the chair, supported his elbows on the table, and looked at Jiang Feng blankly.

Jiang Feng took a few bites and suddenly realized that he was a little uncomfortable. When he saw Su Chang, he was looking at him intently, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "What do you always look at me? It feels strange..."

Within two minutes, footsteps came from upstairs, but Liu Yifei got up. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned, walked upstairs to the restaurant, and then said expressionlessly: "My stomach is so hungry that I gushed. You guys are hiding here and stealing food. I really have no loyalty."

"Don't you want you to sleep for a while..." Jiang Feng didn't bother Liu Yifei last night. Now, seeing her coming down, she couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb, but her mouth was filled with slices of bread, so she replied vaguely.

When Su Chang saw the plump headlights on Liu Yifei's chest, she couldn't help but feel a little jealous and said sourly: "There are two big breads on her chest, and you still have to worry about being hungry."

Dabread? After hearing this, Jiang Feng looked at Liu Yifei with a peek. Sure enough, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth to both sides and smiled secretly.

When Liu Yifei saw Jiang Feng laughing, she immediately remembered the scene of being fucked by him on her chest last night. She couldn't help but blush, but she retorted Su Chang with unwillingness to fall behind and said: "I am bread, you are milk!"

Because Su Chang's skin is very good and fair in nature, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is milk. However, the term milk can still make people think in a wrong way. Su Chang naturally couldn't accept the name happily, so the two sat on both sides of the dining table, eating breakfast, and fighting with each other when they had something to do.

Jiang Feng sat here, eating and watching the two beauties quarrel, and felt very interesting. He couldn't help but praise life loudly. Such a life is indeed exciting.

However, the good times did not last long. Soon Su Chang and Liu Yifei discovered that while they were arguing over their image, someone was sitting there watching the tiger fight. As the saying goes, the snipe and clam fight, the fisherman gained benefits, so the two stopped with a tacit understanding and stared at Jiang Feng with a smile.

"Huh? Why don't you make a noise?" Jiang Feng was so lively that he was so busy that he couldn't help but ask.

"Do you like to hear others quarrel?" Su Chang snorted.

Jiang Feng nodded subconsciously and said, "I will listen to it occasionally."

"Bored!" Su Chang replied immediately, then lowered his head to drink his own milk.

Liu Yifei continued the conversation, threw a charming look at Jiang Feng, and said, "Big brother, do you like to drink milk or eat bread?"

Milk? Bread? Jiang Feng immediately thought of the topic that Su Chang and Liu Yifei attacked each other just now. Su Chang is milk and Liu Yifei is bread? Is this meaning, is it for me to choose whether I like Su Chang or Liu Yifei?

Jiang Feng couldn't help but sigh, Liu Yifei is really a very talented person.

But he soon noticed that Su Chang was also listening carefully with his ears and secretly looking at him from time to time, obviously also understanding Liu Yifei's issue.

This choice is not easy to make. Jiang Feng ate a sip of bread, then took another sip of milk, smiled and showed his eight white teeth, and said to the two: "Can't I eat and drink?"

"What a greedy guy!" The two girls shouted out their hearts at the same time.

Jiang Feng smiled and thought to himself that I not only want to drink milk and bread, but also soy milk, juice, beer and coffee. As for what I want to eat, there are more things. Beauty is like delicious food, of course, the more it is better.

However, when he thought about it, the expression on his face became a little more obscene. When the two girls saw it, they felt that Jiang Feng was now expecting to be beaten, and he seemed to rush up to use violent means to him.

Su Chang rarely had a tacit understanding with Liu Yifei. The two girls looked at each other and smiled, but they pouted quickly. After all, the knot in the morning had not been removed, and Su Chang always suspected that Liu Yifei ran to Jiang Feng's room to sleep last night, so naturally it was impossible to give up on her.

But when she was paying attention to Jiang Feng, she found that he placed the red sandalwood needle box on the dining table. She couldn't help but ask curiously: "Brother, why do you always carry this box? How can it be so hindered?"

Jiang Feng reached out, touched the needle box, and said seriously: "The elders give it to me, I dare not refuse. This is a treasure heirloom given to me by an elder. How can I just put it on the shelf? His original intention of giving this thing to me is to hope that I can carry it forward, right?"

As soon as Liu Yifei saw the hard red sandalwood needle box, the expression on her face became a little unnatural. She could easily recall the shameful scene when she was with Jiang Feng last night. Although she was intentionally going to Jiang Feng, the fire-playing person was self-harm. Instead, she was tortured by Jiang Feng for a whole night. When she woke up in the morning, she was still wearing two big dark circles. Now she is a little better.

Thinking of Xiao Jiang Feng, who was as hard as the rosewood needle box, Liu Yifei felt a little itchy in her heart, and she felt an indescribable feeling of discomfort on her body. She really wanted to hug Jiang Feng in her arms.

"Oh, that's the reason." Su Chang nodded, reached out and grabbed the glass that had been high from the side. It was full of water. He handed it to Jiang Feng who was eating slices of bread and said with concern: "Big brother, come and drink some water, be careful not to choke."

Jiang Feng took the cup from Su Chang's hand and felt very comfortable. He tilted his neck and poured half a cup. As a result, he felt a burning flame churn out of his throat. He couldn't help but spit out all the things he drank. Then he realized that what he drank was not boiled water, but white wine.

"Damn it, it's white wine!" Jiang Feng was so excited by the white wine that he choked and coughed.

Liu Yifei hurried over and kept patting Jiang Feng's back and chest. She was very caring, but Jiang Feng was choked by the white wine and couldn't speak for a while, which was very uncomfortable.

The wine was sprayed out by Jiang Feng and sprinkled on the dining table. In addition, Liu Yifei rushed over the remaining wine in the glass, and the white wine on the entire table was flowing everywhere, soaking the tablecloth.

There were still many things on the dining table, but the two girls didn't care about these things anymore. They surrounded Jiang Feng and asked him nervously about his situation.

After a long time, Jiang Feng recovered, drank some mushroom beef porridge, cleaned his throat, and said with a little discouragement: "It must be because he didn't pour out the remaining wine yesterday. It's so bad!"

"I don't know it's white wine..." Su Chang said embarrassedly, "I thought it was white water."

"Why don't you taste the things you gave to your elder brother first?" Liu Yifei complained very much.

Su Chang also felt very embarrassed. He never thought that the glass was not water but wine. How could the difference be seen on the surface? In addition, the aroma of the food on the dining table has covered the taste of the white wine. If you don’t taste it yourself, you really don’t know that the glass is made of white wine.

So Su Chang looked at the culprit's cup with some anger. At this time, the cup had already been knocked over.

Huh? Su Chang suddenly discovered a problem. The red sandalwood needle box that Jiang Feng took was soaked in wine, and it actually oozed out a blood-red color, dyeing the snow-white tablecloth red!

"What's going on? Why is this happening?!" Su Chang pointed to the needle box on the table in surprise and the blood that oozed out, and asked Jiang Feng and Liu Yifei.

When Liu Yifei saw the situation on the table, she was shocked and crawled into Jiang Feng's arms with a scream.

Su Chang was suddenly very jealous and thought that they must have a scoundrel, otherwise why would they suddenly become so close? So she ran to Jiang Feng, pulled one of Jiang Feng's arms, and hugged them tightly in her arms.

Jiang Feng was suddenly embarrassed. If a beauty threw herself into her arms, it would be a big deal. However, two beauties with conflicting conflicts between each other threw themselves into her arms at the same time, which would be very problematic, at least a trouble.

"Let me see what's going on." Jiang Feng finally broke free from Liu Yifei and Su Chang's pink arms and legs, carefully picked up the needle box, and immediately found blood-like red and purple marks in the wine on the table.

What's going on? Jiang Feng thought about it for a while and then understood. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Piaotian Literature Registered Members to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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