It was another weekend, Ye Feng opened the curtains, looked out the window at the bright sunshine, and quietly breathed in the fresh morning air.【26nbsp;】
Didi, the phone rang. Ye Feng picked it up and saw it was a text message from Zhou Xiaoman, "Come down for breakfast."
Ye Feng felt a warm feeling in his heart. He stared at the five simple words and read them carefully again before reluctantly closing the phone.
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"Is the cake made by sister delicious?" Zhou Xiaoman said with a smile as he looked at Ye Feng across the dining table who was eating the cake with relish.
"It's delicious, so fragrant. Sister, you should eat some too." Ye Feng took a sip of the milk and said.
Zhou Xiaoman put the remaining two pieces of cake on Ye Feng's dinner plate, filled Ye Feng's quilt with milk, and said softly, "Sister, you're not hungry, you can eat."
"Sister, you are so kind." Ye Feng stuffed bread into his mouth and said hesitantly.
"Eat slowly, don't choke." Zhou Xiaoman stood up and put away the bowls and chopsticks. Seeing Ye Feng devouring his food, he couldn't help but complain.
"I know, sister." Ye Feng held the remaining half piece of cake in one hand and his own plate in the other, and followed Zhou Xiaoman into the kitchen.
Zhou Xiaoman rolled her eyes at Ye Feng, reached out to take the dinner plate, and washed it slowly in the sink.
Ye Feng stuffed the cake into his mouth, came behind Zhou Xiaoman, stretched his hands from Zhou Xiaoman's armpits, reached into the pool, and grabbed Zhou Xiaoman's two naked little hands, "Sister, let me wash it, I saw it on the Internet,
If a woman often washes dishes and clothes with bare hands, her hands will become rough."
A blush appeared on Zhou Xiaoman's delicate cheeks. Without answering Ye Feng's words, she silently took out her little hand from Ye Feng's and washed the dishes with Ye Feng.
The phone ringing came from the living room. Zhou Xiaoman took the plate from Ye Feng's hand and said, "Your phone is ringing. Go and answer the phone."
"Don't worry, the last one will be picked up after washing." Ye Feng took the plate from Zhou Xiaoman's hand and quickly rinsed it under the faucet.
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"Who called?" Zhou Xiaoman walked into the living room holding a tube of hand cream. Seeing that Ye Feng had hung up the phone, he asked.
"It's An Qi, she's come to Tianjing." Ye Feng put down his phone and looked at Zhou Xiaoman and said.
"Who is An Qi?" Zhou Xiaoman sat on the sofa, squeezed the hand cream on the back of his hand, and rubbed it repeatedly with his two small hands.
"An Qi is an angel." Ye Feng sat next to Zhou Xiaoman and looked at Zhou Xiaoman's two white and pink hands.
"Well, it's the younger sister of the twin brother and sister you mentioned. When will she come to Tianjing?" Zhou Xiaoman had heard Ye Feng talk about Angel to him before. When he heard that Angel was coming to Tianjing, he asked with concern.
"It's probably arriving soon. When she called, she had already got off the plane and got into a taxi."
"Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier? It also gave us time to pick her up at the airport." Zhou Xiaoman picked up the hand cream on the table and put it in Ye Feng's hand.
"Sister, you don't know, these people are all elusive. They come and leave as soon as they say." Ye Feng and Zhou Xiaoman explained.
"Why did you apply it all on my hands? I have already applied it." Zhou Xiaoman leaned on the sofa and looked at his hands with a smile.
Zhou Xiaoman originally wanted Ye Feng to apply some hand cream, but unexpectedly, Ye Feng took the hand cream and applied it on Zhou Xiaoman's hands.
Ye Feng smiled awkwardly, "Sister, your hands are much more valuable than mine, so you need to apply more. Come on, apply some more."
Back then, the gold medal killer on the killer list, Hell Wind, had a commission as high as 10 million US dollars. His hands could be said to be priceless and priceless. But now, these hands that kill people are like picking out objects from a bag, but they are carefully preparing for another pair of white and delicate little hands.
Apply hand cream.
Drops of milky white hand cream are squeezed on the back of a small hand. One big hand holds the small hand, and the other big hand gently rubs the back of the small hand, sliding in circles, slowly rubbing the hand cream
Into the back of the little hand.
The soft and boneless little hands have fair and delicate skin, the slender wrists are round and smooth, the five green jade-like fingers are long and straight, and the crystal-clear nails are painted with light pink nail polish. The big hand holds the little hand, and the fingers gently touch it.
Caressing the little hands as soft as water plants.
"Sister, your hands are so beautiful." Ye Feng looked at Zhou Xiaoman's well-proportioned little hands and couldn't help but praise them.
"Yeah." Zhou Xiaoman leaned on the soft sofa, squinted his eyes, and looked at his little hands quietly.
Ye Feng held Zhou Xiaoman's little hand and looked at Zhou Xiaoman's delicate face. Zhou Xiaoman felt the gaze cast by Ye Feng, and slowly raised his head and looked into Ye Feng's eyes. A warm smile appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and slowly
He lowered his head and kissed Zhou Xiaoman's pink lips.
"Yeah." Zhou Xiaoman let out a moan and wrapped his arms around Ye Feng's neck.
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The mobile phone on the table rang again, and Ye Feng reluctantly left Zhou Xiaoman's pink lips. Zhou Xiaoman reached out and touched his somewhat hot cheek, and said softly, "Hurry up and answer the phone."
Ye Feng picked up the phone and heard the voice on the phone. He stood up slowly and walked to the balcony. Ye Feng opened the window and waved to An Qi downstairs, "An Qi, come up quickly.
At 401."
An Qi, with a beautiful face, walked into Zhou Xiaoman's home carrying a black backpack. An Qi looked at Ye Feng standing at the door and asked with some confusion, "Didn't Paul say it was on the fifth floor? Why do you live there?"
It’s on the 4th floor.”
Ye Feng looked at An Qi and said with a smile, "This is my sister's home."
"Hehe, you've started lying again, then show me your sister." An Qi took off the baseball cap she was wearing, and her black hair fell on her shoulders.
"An Qi, welcome to Tianjing." Zhou Xiaoman walked over slowly, reached out to take the baseball cap from An Qi's hand, and hung it on the hanger.
"You are Ye Feng's sister. Sister, you are so beautiful." An Qi took Zhou Xiaoman's hand like a little girl and circled around Zhou Xiaoman.
Zhou Xiaoman looked at the cheering An Qi with a smile, and took An Qi's hand to the living room.
An Qi sat on the sofa, looked at Ye Feng, then at Zhou Xiaoman, and said with a smile, "Ye Feng, is this sister your girlfriend? I heard from Viper, he said you found a very beautiful one.
girlfriend."
"Viper, why is this guy gossiping?" Ye Feng said in disbelief after hearing An Qi's words.
An Qi looked at Ye Feng with a smile, "I had a phone call with my brother a few days ago, and Viper happened to be with his brother. Viper told me. By the way, Liehuo knew you had a girlfriend, so he wanted to come too.
Tianjing, he said he wanted to come to see his future sister-in-law. Hehe, I guess this big guy will also come to Tianjing in a few days."
Ye Feng nodded and thought to himself, the viper said he was going to see an old friend, but it turned out that he was going to see the Buddha. Well, it was time for him to walk around and feel the atmosphere of ordinary people's life.
An Qi blinked, looked at Ye Feng and said, "Ye Feng, tell me quickly, should I call you sister or sister-in-law?"
Ye Feng looked at Zhou Xiaoman sitting on the sofa with some hesitation.
Zhou Xiaoman smiled at Ye Feng, took An Qi's hand and said, "An Qi, you can call me sister or sister-in-law. You can call me whatever you like."
Seeing Zhou Xiaoman's cheerful acceptance, Ye Feng felt relieved.
"Hehe, I'd better call you sister." An Qi looked at Ye Feng, her beautiful big eyes rolling. Then she turned around and leaned against Zhou Xiaoman's ear, calling her sister-in-law softly.
A blush appeared on Zhou Xiaoman's pink face, and she lowered her head shyly.
"Little girl, what kind of tricks are you playing again?" Ye Feng didn't know what An Qi said in Zhou Xiaoman's ear, but when he saw Zhou Xiaoman's face turned red, he couldn't help but ask.
"I won't tell you the secret." An Qi looked at Ye Feng proudly.
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An Qi took out a package wrapped in white brocade from her backpack and placed it gently on the table.
"Is this your gift to Ye Feng? What is it?" Zhou Xiaoman looked at the package in front of him and asked with some confusion.
Ye Feng smiled, as if he felt something, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes. Ye Feng slowly raised his arm and extended his palm towards the package on the table.
A low, wind-like whistle sounded, sometimes melodious, sometimes exciting. The white brocade wrapped on the table kept shaking, as if something was trying to break free from the shackles of the package.
An Qi looked at the package shaking on the table in surprise, and Zhou Xiaoman was also stunned. For a long time, Zhou Xiaoman couldn't hold his chest that heaved violently, and said with a trembling voice, "Ye Feng, what's going on?"
"Sister, don't be afraid, this is a feeling, a feeling for an old friend." Ye Feng looked at the package and said calmly.
An Qi seemed to understand something, and whispered softly into Zhou Xiaoman's ear, and Zhou Xiaoman's expression slowly returned to calm.
Ye Feng stretched out his hands and slowly unwrapped the package. The shaking of the baggage became even more violent. He opened the white brocade and revealed an antique box. Ye Feng gently lifted the box. The shaking was gone and the whistling sound disappeared.
It was gone, and the world seemed to suddenly become quiet.
A short blade less than a foot long was lying quietly in the box. Ye Feng looked at this strange-shaped weapon, with a black leather scabbard and a black handle. It was said to be a knife, but the body of the knife was very narrow.
, about the same width as an ordinary sword. It is said to be a hilt sword, but from the outside of the scabbard, the lower half is somewhat curved and tilted, and is not as straight and slender as an ordinary sword.
Ye Feng picked up the dagger and slowly pulled it out of the scabbard. A dark dagger was revealed. The dagger was not as sharp as other swords when they were taken out of the sheath. Instead, it looked simple and elegant, with the whole body exposed.
There is a softness that seems to be absent, but it is completely traceless.
Ye Feng raised the dagger and looked at the dagger carefully in the sunlight. Several bright red blood streaks were faintly visible on the dark blade. Ye Feng looked at the dagger in his hand with a smile, and waved it gently against the sun. The dark blade bent from time to time.
, sometimes straight.
An Qi saw the dagger constantly changing in Ye Feng's hands and exclaimed, "How did you do that?"
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