Lin Haoyu didn't lie. Twenty-six kept the secret very well, and in addition, they used casts to disguise themselves every time they went on a mission. Even if there were traces and photos, they were all fake.
It's normal that they can't find that person.
Ye Feifei thought for a while, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said to Xiao Ling and Lin Haoyu: "That guy's name is Ji Zhenting. He is the young master of Twenty-Six and my former comrade-in-arms."
"Former comrade-in-arms? So... Xiao Feifei, this one is a bit sensitive. Is there any touching story between him and you?" Lin Haoyu squinted his eyes, with "I want gossip" written all over his face.
Ye Feifei originally didn't want to pay attention to Lin Haoyu, who was gossiping, but she found that Xiao Ling's eyes were also staring at her. Finally... by some mistake, she said, "There's nothing to praise or cry about, it's just that guy is in love with me!"
"Damn it! Xiao Feifei, your love is so prosperous, so many people like you." Lin Haoyu said and cast a sympathetic look at his brother. He felt that his brother was the loser in love, and there was no love.
explain.
Ye Feifei saw what Lin Haoyu meant and puffed up her cheeks and said: "That's not as good as your brother. He is the husband of the nation. How many girls are trying to marry her. Compared with him, my few suitors can be completely ignored.
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"No, no, no, little Feifei, you can't ignore it. All your suitors are real money, and my brother's suitors are just a dream every day. You are still awesome!" Lin Haoyu praised Ye Feifei.
Ye Feifei's experience is that if someone praises her like this, there must be a big hole behind her, so she smiled and asked: "Mr. Lin, what do you want to say?"
Lin Haoyu shook his fox tail and said with a smile: "Oh, you are indeed Xiao Feifei, you are smart enough. You see, you are a woman with a powerful pursuit group behind you, while my brother is a man with a lot of nymphos behind him.
You two are a perfect match, why not consider getting married and having a baby?"
Ye Feifei shook her head, "Chouji!"
"No, my brother is not ugly. Look at how handsome my brother is. You can't find anyone more handsome than my brother. If you think about it, why not have a baby first? Isn't Mr. Popular now having a baby before falling in love?" Lin Haoyu said.
Face with a bad smile.
Ye Feifei closed her eyes and didn't want to talk, she just wanted to pretend to sleep.
But as soon as her eyes closed, she really felt like falling asleep. Especially when Xiao Ling put her head on his shoulder, she felt an unprecedented sense of security.
Xiao Ling smells so good, Xiao Ling's shoulders feel so safe, and she feels so sleepy...
When she woke up again, Ye Feifei was already on Xiao Ling's bed. She originally wanted to run away, but when she turned over, she saw Xiao Ling leaning in front of the French window.
The man looked very provocative in his nightgown, and Ye Feifei couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Bang... bang bang...
In the quiet room, the heartbeat was very obvious. Ye Feifei covered her head with the quilt. What's going on? She just glanced at Xiao Ling. Does she need to be so excited?
Xiao Ling turned sideways and watched Ye Feifei's reaction quietly. He liked this feeling, ambiguous but warm.
But...have you covered it for too long? It won't cause problems, right?
Xiao Ling strode forward and pulled down the quilt covering Ye Feifei's head.
Under the night, the girl's rosy hair seemed to carry an alluring fragrance, constantly extending invitations to Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling slowly moved forward, holding the girl's cheek with one hand...
Just as they were about to touch each other between breaths, a long and lingering call broke the ambiguous atmosphere.
Ye Feifei turned her head and said, "Xiao Ling, I'm hungry."
Xiao Ling licked her lips and swallowed her thoughts, "Okay, I'll cook some noodles."