The sound of the explosion resounded throughout Huanyue's residence, shaking again and again.
The sudden sound woke up the sleeping person lying on the couch in the yard. He wanted to sit up, but couldn't.
With a "pop" sound, he fell to the ground.
"It killed me."
Yuyan got up from the ground and rubbed her waist.
Everyone ran out in a hurry and looked in the direction of the sound with panic on their faces.
Miss, will nothing happen?
"Don't look at it, it's just a trivial matter." It's just a furnace explosion, what's there to see?
Yuyan rubbed her waist and walked up to Ye Feng and the others.
"Lord Yuyan, Miss." Ye Feng said nervously, with a worried look on his face.
Are you okay?
"She's fine." Yuyan confirmed.
He didn't know how many times he had exploded the furnace, so how could anything happen?
Besides, he has prepared things for Qingfeng Beauty.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the white shadow slowly walked deeper into the yard, and finally disappeared around the corner of the wall.
Yuyan patted the dust on his body and hurriedly followed.
Ye Feng stood there, looking at the two people who left one after another, pursed his lips, lowered his head, turned around and walked back.
Ye Wu and the others looked at me and I looked at you and hesitated to speak.
"Ye Feng, why don't we go take a look?" They were also worried about the young lady.
"You guys go ahead." Ye Feng replied in a muffled voice and walked away without looking back.
Seeing that the night wind refused to blow away, Ye Wu and the others shook their heads.
Forget it, they just saw Mr. Jinghong entering, so they better not disturb him and the lady.
In the room filled with thick smoke, Luo Qingfeng staggered out, holding on to the door.
When she walked into the courtyard, she turned around and looked at the room filled with black mist, and turned her head to the other side unnaturally.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure striding towards me, and I immediately felt embarrassed.
She suddenly didn't want to admit that she had been in this room
Feng Jinghong hurriedly walked up to her and put his hands on her shoulders.
He didn't ask anything. He looked up and down first and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was fine.
His eyes fell on her face, and he couldn't help laughing when he saw the black color on her cheeks.
"Are you refining medicine or burning down the house?" He said in a smiling tone, full of doting.
"If I burn down the house, I will definitely burn down your house first," Luo Qingfeng glared at him and said angrily.
Who burned the house?
Didn't you see it was a furnace?
"Well, as long as Qingfeng is happy and doesn't hurt yourself, you can burn it any way you like." He stretched out his hand and gently wiped his cheek with his snow-white sleeves.
Hearing his answer, Luo Qingfeng was speechless.
People have said this, how can you refute it?
He still looked sick, as if he never got better.
Feng Jinghong's movements were very light, so light that Luo Qingfeng couldn't feel any force. He was also very careful, bit by bit, until he wiped it clean.
Yuyan walked in and saw such a scene.
The unparalleledly handsome man was carefully wiping the face of the girl in front of him. His eyes, which had always been indifferent, as if nothing in the world could look into them, were looking at her with tenderness and doting.
The movements of his hands were even gentler, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.
As he looked at it, his eyes fell on the black-stained sleeves, and his eyes almost fell out.
He clearly remembered that Master Jinghong didn't like being dirty, and he didn't like anyone touching him.
It can be said that his mysophobia has reached an outrageous level
But now, he doesn't mind at all, nor is he impatient, wiping the face of Qingfeng Beauty
Being wiped by him slowly, Luo Qingfeng became a little anxious. She grabbed his sleeve and wiped it casually.
If he is willing, she can't help but give him face, right?