Lan Nuyin looked surprised and turned her head, only to see Jin Zheng walking towards him with a smile.
"Eating breakfast? Do I have a share?" Early in the morning, he received news from Yi Yanfeng that Lan Nuoyin had recovered his memory, and he also analyzed whether it would hurt her.
Jin was also surprised. Maybe it was because Lan Nuyin had too deep feelings for Yi Yanfeng. The scene of him jumping into the sea shocked and shocked her so much that she recovered without hurting her.
Both people are very happy.
Jin felt happy to see her so happy.
He couldn't give her happiness, so he could only make way for her to go.
"Jin... you're finally here! I miss you so much..." Lan Nuyin threw herself into Jin's arms.
Jin patted her back, as if to deliberately make Yi Yanfeng angry, and leaned into her ear, "I miss you too!"
"Xia Jin!" Yi Yanfeng was dissatisfied.
Jin smiled and noticed the hickeys on her neck.
Yes, she belongs to him.
Thinking of this, Jin felt relieved.
Such a lively little crossbow has never appeared when he was around.
Lan Nuyin stuck out her tongue at Yi Yanfeng, "Why are you so mean to Jin."
Yi Yanfeng slapped the table and stood up. Just as he was about to pull her over, his face suddenly turned pale, and a tearing pain shot through his heart.
I'm getting more and more out of control.
Lan Nuoyin saw that his expression changed, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and she supported him. "Feng, how are you?"
Yi Yanfeng covered his chest with one hand. This kind of pain tortured him many times a day, and it became more frequent since he jumped into the sea yesterday.
He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. Lan Nuyin was so anxious that he almost shed tears. "Jin... what should I do? What should I do? You are a doctor, help him."
"Silly girl, I'm fine!" Yi Yanfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and the pain finally disappeared.
In fact, he didn't want to show it in front of her and make her blame herself, but... this was beyond his control.
Jin's face looked a little solemn, and his mind swept away, the situation was not optimistic.
"I can't help him, Xiaonuo, you really did it." The feast of death is the most fatal injury.
"Okay! It's none of your business!" Seeing Lan Nuyin burst into tears, Yi Yanfeng's expression turned cold. Didn't Jin poke her wound? "Don't worry! It's just a matter of time, it will be solved."
Jin looked at him deeply and said what he said was really nice. If he followed his method, it would conservatively take 14 years to solve the problem of the Death Feast.
"Jin, really? How long will it take?"
Just as Jin was about to say something, he was threatened by Yi Yanfeng's eyes and shut up. "Ask him yourself."
Jin refused to say it, and Yi Yanfeng was even less likely to say it.
Lan Nuyin felt decadent for a while, sitting at the dining table in silence.
Yi Yanfeng and Jin looked at each other.
"Yin'er, are you angry?"
"Yes! I'm so angry with myself!"
"But Xiaonu, if this wasn't the case, you wouldn't be able to recover your memory, and you would definitely leave Yi Yanfeng. Which of these two outcomes do you think is better for him?"
"Besides, I did it voluntarily."
It was not easy for these two people to stand on a united front.
Lan Nuyin then thought about it, of course Yi Yanfeng wanted this result, "But I'm just angry with myself!"
"It's not your fault, Xiaonuo."
"You can take it out on Zhao Ranxin!"
The two of them sang together, and Lan Nuoyin's mood indeed improved a little. This time she no longer dared to tease Yi Yanfeng, and hugged his arm. She must always be by his side.
"Jin, is there anything that can relieve the pain during the attack?" For example, painkillers or something.
Jin blushed, "This is not a disease, but there is a way."
"any solution?"
"This kind of pain will occur multiple times a day, because of the dark element, especially at night. Did he have an attack last night?"
Lan Nuyin, "..."
Jin, Jin, you can actually say this kind of thing so tactfully...
Seeing her blushing and silent, Yi Yanfeng smiled and was in a very good mood.
Jin was helpless. Although she was jealous, she was relieved.
"The feast of death comes from you, and your comfort can naturally restrain its rage."
appease……
Mr. Xia Jin, can you put it more tactfully?
Yi Yanfeng laughed.
Lan Nuoyin threw the chair and ran away with a red face.
Jin also smiled. "Thank you for making her so happy." This is the most real her.
"You're welcome." Yi Yanfeng said generously.
Jin shook his head, it would be bright with some sunshine, what kind of person is he?
"You are now suffering from the feast of death. Do you regret it?"
"Are you kidding me? It gives me such a good reason to be intimate with my wife, thank you before it's too late!"
He was much more direct than Jin, and Jin couldn't bear it, "De Xing! How many times do you have attacks a day? There are more than ten times, not counting the nights. Do you still..."
Jin, who is pure and pure, cannot be as shameless as Yi Yanfeng.
Yi Yanfeng smiled ambiguously. "She might have compromised when she felt distressed!"
Jin was furious, "It's really shameless!"
Even though he knew there was no way he would let her do this, how could she still have the fun of doing that when she was so exhausted?
But Jin couldn't get enough of his shameless "I'll eat everything you can't" attitude.
snort!
"There's one more thing I promised you, Xia Jin, thank you!"
"Slap him and give him a piece of candy?" Jin hummed, feeling very happy in his heart. He was probably the only person in the world who asked him to say these two words, and twice.
"In your case, give me some time!"
Yi Yanfeng didn't care, even if he was tortured like this for the rest of his life, it was still worth it.
But God's lifespan is so long that it makes people despair. Even the strongest person will despair if he is tortured day after day, right?