A quack doctor is a quack doctor, but he is quite handsome when he is serious.

Shan Ji's heart beat wildly, and Xiao Feng, who took her pulse, became even more puzzled.

Shan Ji was afraid that Xiaofeng would find out why she raised Dasheng after too long, so she quickly retracted her arm and said, "Oh, I'm fine. Maybe too many things happened today, and I'm a little tired or scared."

"It shouldn't be? I'm scared. The pulse should be slippery and unreal. You... can't do it. I'll check it for you again, otherwise I won't worry."

Saying that, Xiaofeng grabbed Shan Ji's wrist again.

How could Shan Ji refuse Xiaofeng's kindness? It should be said that it is what every woman wants to see most when her sweetheart is worried about herself.

Even the way he frowns is so handsome. If it doesn't work anymore, my soul will fly away. Isn't there a saying that goes like this: The most serious man is the most charming.

Shan Ji was fascinated at this moment. She looked at Xiaofeng infatuatedly, not looking at every wrinkle he wrinkled for herself, and at the way he was worried and thinking hard about herself. Suddenly, a thought popped up in Shan Ji's heart.

Question, "Do you love me?"

"Hmm, ah? What did you say?" Xiaofeng, who was thinking hard about a good idea, didn't hear clearly for a moment.

Shan Ji was no longer shy, stared into Xiao Feng's eyes and asked again, "Did I say you love me?"

Oh!

Sun-hee is back, and this is the Kim Sun-hee he knows. She dares to say anything and ask anything.

But why did you suddenly ask this question?

Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment.

You have to think about this question carefully. If you answer quickly, she will say that I am hypocritical. I must have been prepared for it. I also said the same to Zheng Xiyuan, otherwise how could I be so skilled? If I answer slowly, she will say that you definitely don’t love me.

I, do I still need to think about this issue?

No matter how you answer, it's always the man's fault.

"Why, you don't love me?" Shan Ji didn't expect that Xiaofeng was really thinking about it seriously. If you love me, shouldn't you be able to give the answer easily?

Seeing Shan Ji's face turn from rosy to pale in an instant, Xiao Feng hurriedly said, "Love, I must love, I must love."

"Really?" Shan Ji said happily.

"Well, I never tell lies." Xiaofeng nodded solemnly.

If it goes according to the plot, the next sentence should be 'love more' or 'where do you love me'.

Xiaofeng quickly turned his mind, thinking about the answer to the next question.

As expected.

Shan Ji's eyes almost turned into crescent moons when she smiled, "How much do you love me?"

The next sentence wouldn't be 'Me or Zheng Xiyuan, which one do you love more?', holy shit, are you going to kill me from time to time? Xiaofeng decided not to give Shan Ji a chance to ask the next question, and grabbed her

He said, "You will know when you come with me."

She was in a better mood, and even her steps were much lighter. Anyway, Shan Ji was not afraid of Xiaofeng selling her, as long as he was willing, she could kill her.

"It's over, it's over, Section Chief, some evil star has come over. What should I do?"

"How do I know what to do? Isn't he your grandfather? What are you afraid of?" Che Mingyu roared in a low voice. This period of time is neither long nor short. They have been discussing together for so long, and

No consensus was reached. Cha Mingyu wanted to spend all his money and fight to the end. But his subordinates were unwilling. Why fight to avenge your son and risk all of our lives? Isn't our son not a son?

Although no one said this, Cha Mingyu could feel from their plaintive tones that everyone was criticizing him. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say they hated him.

If everyone dies here today, I'm afraid this place will become a place of death filled with resentment. Cha Mingyu's family will never have a chance to live a safe life in the future.

To use a classic saying: We will not let you go even if you are a ghost.

If they didn't have such thoughts, my name, Cha Mingyu, would be written backwards.

"Ha, we've gathered together enough. How's it going? Have you come up with the result of the discussion? Chief Che, have you figured out a way to deal with me?" Xiaofeng heard the low-pitched conversation between the two just now. He knew it.

Che Mingyu has always been trying to deal with himself.

It seems that this *** will not shed tears until she sees the coffin.

"You, the defeated generals, still want to deal with me? Go back to your mother's belly and train for another five hundred years."

Pfft.

Shan Ji's chuckle made Cha Mingyu's face turn from red to livid. Cha Mingyu pushed away his subordinate's hand pulling on his sleeve and stood up with a huff.

As I got older and squatted for a long time, my blood supply was insufficient, and I almost fell to the ground.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why are you kowtowing to me if you are not old enough? Let me tell you first, I don't have any red envelopes for you. Even I rely on my wife to support me now."

When Shan Ji mentioned this, she remembered that Xiaofeng asked her for money. So I am his wife?

Phew!

In fact, Shan Ji was actually happy about Xiaofeng's words just now. She couldn't hold back and laughed out loud. Cha Mingyu thought Shan Ji was laughing at him, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst out like a torrent, and he pulled out the hidden anger.

Without thinking, he stabbed Xiaofeng with the dagger under his shirt and shouted ferociously, "I want you to die."

"Ah! Be careful." As soon as Shan Ji raised her head, she saw a flash of cold light, and Che Mingyu rushed towards Xiao Feng with a dagger in his hand. Shan Ji didn't even think about it, she ducked and stood in front of Xiao Feng.

This woman is so stupid.

The softest nerve in Xiaofeng's heart was suddenly touched by this scene. The tenderness in his eyes disappeared in a flash. He put his left hand around Shan Ji's waist and took a step forward with his right foot. He opened his right hand and moved at an incredible speed.

He stretched out his dagger to meet Che Mingyu's thrust.

When Che Mingyu saw Xiaofeng refusing to dodge and actually grabbing his dagger with a fleshy palm, he was immediately overjoyed and said, "Boy, you've been fooled this time. This dagger I have is extremely sharp and can cut gold and iron, so I will

If you don’t believe it, your hands are harder than steel.”

That's it. I said that this guy doesn't need a gun because he has one, but uses a knife instead.

When Xiaofeng heard what Che Mingyu said, instead of hiding, he speeded up. But in the blink of an eye, Xiaofeng's right hand had already grasped the blade.

Huh? Why didn't his hand bleed? Che Mingyu was shocked. He had tried it before, and this dagger was really as good as clay.

Huh? This is a good knife. With my strong hands, I can break it constantly. The good knife belongs to me.

"You...your hand is really okay? How is this possible?" Che Mingyu almost tried to suck the milk. But looking at his appearance, he didn't even frown, let alone stab him.

.

Xiaofeng smiled proudly, "Your knife is really good, you can actually pull out a white mark on my hand." As he said that, Xiaofeng flicked the blade with his finger.

"Ah!" Che Mingyu's jaw hurt, he couldn't hold it firmly, and the dagger dropped rapidly.

Xiaofeng flipped his wrist, and no one could see what was going on. The dagger was already firmly in Xiaofeng's hand.

The dagger was only two inches long, and was completely black. In the darkness, it exuded an icy aura and a captivating azure light.

Xiaofeng fell in love with the dagger after just one glance, "It's a good knife. It's a pity that it fell into your hands. I confiscated this knife."
Chapter completed!