Chapter 407

He pressed his finger against his lips and coughed lightly to relieve his embarrassment: "Then I'll change one."

He has never done such a thing.

There are many women who like him, each of them is very obedient, and the requirements they make are also material and are easily satisfied.

This is the first time I have encountered such a dad-style service like storytelling.

After thinking carefully for a while, before he could speak, he suddenly heard a uniform breathing sound.

He was stunned for a moment, leaned over and saw that Lu Wanyu was already asleep.

He smiled suddenly, feeling a little "incredible".

He... actually coaxed a girl to sleep.

A very inexplicable sense of accomplishment suddenly arises in my heart.

Strange and incredible.

He took him to the door and walked out. As soon as he turned around, he saw the man working in the kitchen.

"Axian, what are you doing?"

Feng Xian poured the hot milk into the cup and walked out of the kitchen with it.

"You can leave now," he said.

"What about you? Would you want to follow her?"

Cang Zeyue made a sleeping gesture.

Feng Xian's eyes flew past him and walked upstairs.

Soon, he came down.

Cang Zeyue was admiring the oil paintings on the wall. When he heard the sound, he didn't look back and said, "I didn't expect this child to be a fan of Su Yanluo."

"The same to you?"

Feng Xian picked up his coat and walked out the door.

Cang Zeyue followed and closed the door tightly.

Afterwards, he answered his question: "That's right, my family has a collection of works, which is quite a joke."

"It's just a pity, I don't know what it looks like."

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After Qianmiao blew his hair, he thought about going downstairs to see Lu Wanyu.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a glass of milk.

There was a piece of paper on it.

【Good night.】

She held the warm milk cup and stared inside.

She always felt that pure milk had a strange smell, and she couldn't say it, and she never liked to drink it.

When she was a child, her mother told her that she would not grow taller without drinking milk, so she could barely drink one cup every day.

Later, my mother stopped staring at her. She stopped drinking if she could. She gradually formed a habit and subconsciously refused when she saw the milk.

But now this cup doesn't seem so pure.

If you look closely, there is a faint red color and a strawberry fragrance.

I took a sip suspiciously and there was no strange smell of pure milk at all.

It was cold, and she drank the whole cup at once.

After pursing her lips and savoring the aftertaste, she suddenly felt that she had a deep prejudice against milk.

Actually, it's quite delicious.

I went downstairs with an empty cup, and the lights were turned off downstairs.

After she washed the cup, she went to Lu Wanyu's room to take a look.

Quietly and sleeping heavily.

At 2:50 in the morning, she turned off the light and lay down and fell asleep on her side.

Although my eyelids are closed, my sleepiness is not too strong.

A few seconds later, her hand was groping in the darkness, accurately grasping the porcelain doll next to the pillow, holding it in her hand, and her thumb pressed the doll's eyes one by one.

At the same time, the Tang family.

It was late at night and everyone was quiet. Lin Wenyu carefully came out of the Tang family, wore a hat, and ran to the corner in front of the Tang family gate.

At this time, a car was parked there.

Shi Haihan heard the sound of footsteps, straightened up and opened the car door and went down.

He looked at the square box in Lin Wenyu's hand and asked, "Is it done?"

Lin Wenyu's eyes flashed, then nodded and handed him the wooden box: "This is the first time I have adjusted this kind of thing, and I haven't tried it, so..."

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Chapter completed!