"Good morning, Xiaoling."

Zhang Feng appeared on the stairs, smiled slightly at Gu Ling, and walked downstairs.

I see the beautiful girl when I go out in the morning and I am in a good mood.

"Husband..." A coquettish cry came. Tao Xian ran up the stairs and gave Zhang Feng a bear hug, as if he had never seen a lover in his life, and he would not get off his body.

Now, Zhang Feng is in a better mood.

Gu Ling downstairs curled his lips, thinking that there were not many good women around Zhang Feng. This Tao Xian is simply a dodder. Apart from sucking Zhang Feng’s nutrients, he would not be anything else!

"I'm sorry for practicing qigong last night." Zhang Feng patted Tao Xian's back and smiled bitterly at Gu Ling.

Gu Ling changed her face instantly and nodded to Zhang Feng as a generous look, "Idol, Aunt Liu has prepared noodles for you, and you must try her secret sauce."

With a gentle and virtuous look, Li Jiangying will not be much better than her when she comes.

Of course, Gu Ling is pretending.

Zhang Feng looked at the dining table and saw a large basin of noodles soaked in clear water on the table. There was a bowl of red sauce next to it. He would make his index finger move at a glance.

"Xiaoxian, come down quickly, let's go and eat noodles."

After Zhang Feng said that, he simply picked up Tao Xian, walked down the stairs like a koala bear, and came to the dining table.

Gu Ling looked at it and became angry. He held back and smiled, "Little Fairy, you're exposed."

"Ah?" Tao Xian was stunned. He instinctively tried to cover his skirt, but Zhang Feng put it aside and ran to make noodles.

Gu Ling quickly followed and helped Zhang Feng with him. Tao Xian saw it and thought that the two of them were husband and wife, and they were very co-starring in their work.

"Damn it, where did the woman come from? I want to steal Zhang Feng again!" Tao Xian was so angry, but she didn't show it at all. She sat down along the hem of her skirt a few times, snatched a bowl of noodles from Gu Ling, and ate it in big mouthfuls, without seeing any of them.

Gu Ling was a little surprised and didn't understand why Tao Xian didn't take the opportunity to show himself...

"Xiaoxian eats more, the sauce made by Aunt Liu will smell it!" Zhang Feng looked relieved, his eyes were extremely gentle.

Tao Xian nodded vigorously and continued to eat.

Gu Ling saw the reactions of the two, thought for a while, and suddenly realized that Zhang Feng likes women with true temperament, not artificial or delicate.

Bindog!

After snapping his fingers, Gu Ling snatched the noodles that had just been served in Zhang Feng's hand, stuck out his tongue, and held a bowl of sauce himself.

Sure enough, Zhang Feng was not at all angry, glared at her dotingly, shook his head and picked up the third bowl, and served noodles for himself.

Gu Ling peeked at him while eating the noodles, feeling proud and anxious. Instead, Tao Xian bit the noodles and seemed to be biting prey, which was so fierce...

After breakfast, Tao Xian accompanied Zhang Feng for a walk and food. After half an hour, Zhang Feng was about to start practicing martial arts. She had no excuses left, but she did not show any discomfort. She walked out of the villa with her helmet openly, rode Zhang Feng's BMW motorcycle, and left amid the roar of the engine.

Zhang Feng watched her leave and went to the backyard to practice with the Longxia sword. Gu Ling kept standing at the front yard door, lowering his head to ponder.

"Miss Gu, what are you thinking?" The housekeeper touched him silently.

Gu Ling shook his eyes and sighed, "Uncle Chen, you are also an old agent of Dragon Scale. You are my senior. I am Gu Ling or Xiao Ling, even if I call Xiao Lingzi, don't always call Miss Gu Gu's call, it sounds awkward."

The butler shook his head: "Here, my identity is the butler."

Gu Ling knew that he was stubborn and stopped arguing, and lowered his head and began to ponder.

The housekeeper looked at her for a while and smiled faintly: "Miss Gu, if I guess correctly, you are thinking about Mr. Zhang, right?"

Hearing this, Gu Ling's face turned red and hesitated and said, "No, what do I want him to do in broad daylight."

"I think there are so many women around him, how competitive are you?" The butler looked like he held back his smile.

Guling suddenly exploded, jumped up and retorted loudly: "Uncle Chen, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Zhang Feng is my idol. I admit that I like him, but that kind of like is not that kind of like, that kind of like, but that kind of like is not that kind of like, but not that kind of like..."

The butler was filled with his mind when he heard it. Which kind of... is it?

Seeing the butler smiling ambiguously, Gu Ling blushed and waved her hand hard: "Forget it, I won't tell you anymore. I'm so old. If you don't be a good person, be careful that your wife will divorce you!"

After saying that, I'm going to run away.

The housekeeper disagreed and shouted at her back: "Miss Gu, Zhang Feng has a tough personality and never retreats. He seems plain on the surface, but in fact he is competitive inside. His personality is destined to be full of challenges in his life. You have to think about it."

Hearing this, Gu Ling quickly turned around, blushed and shouted, "He is him, what does it have to do with me? What do I think?"

After shouting, he turned around and continued running, ran out of the yard and disappeared into the woods on the hillside.

The housekeeper shook his head in front of Shulin and sighed: "I have seen too many people like Zhang Feng and have too many challenges. There are not many people who have a good ending. I hope Zhang Feng can do it."

After being stunned in the rising sun for a while, the old man returned to the villa.

In the afternoon, a convoy of six cars was driving rapidly on the winding mountain road, leading by a Great Wall Haval H6, followed by two off-road vehicles, and behind them, there were two buses. The convoy was very fast and aggressive.

When we arrived at the door of the villa in the middle of the mountain, the convoy stopped. The cars behind were closed and the windows were staring at the villa.

The back seat door of the Haval H6 opened, and a man in a gray-green combat uniform walked out of the car, covered with a bulletproof vest, and a sand eagle was pinned in the holster on the outside of his thigh.

The man looks ordinary and has a cold expression, and looks extremely tough with a combat outfit.

He came to the door of the villa and rang the doorbell several times in a row.

"Here you come!"

The butler walked out of the villa and saw the convoy, his face dimmed. He knew that there was another mission and he didn't know how many young men would die in the battlefield this time.

Leading the man into the yard, the housekeeper asked in a low voice: "First Special Service Team?"

The man said with a cold face: "Don't ask if you shouldn't, you know the rules!"

The housekeeper sighed slightly, stopped and said, "I know the rules, there is no other meaning. I just want to remind you not to work hard and think more about your brothers. They are all born by their parents. It is not easy to grow up to be a big boy. If one is missing, one family will break down."

The cold-faced man was stunned for a moment, his eyes fluctuated, but he immediately straightened his back and said in a deep voice: "From the moment he joined the Dragon Scale, we are Dragon Scale warriors, and we will sacrifice our lives for the sake of our country!"
Chapter completed!