Mr. Lu's family's act of being a demon

Chapter 609 The most perfect distance

"Did you hear me, my dad said there is no blood relationship!"

"So what if there is no blood relationship? Can you marry my Lu Ming's daughter if you want?" Lu Ming's expression became extremely dark in an instant, and he said in a slow and gloomy tone.

It seems like a devil from hell, threatening and intimidating children.

In an instant, the ball became extremely small.

Surrounded by fear, I turned my eyes to look at my dad for help.

In the end, his father voted him a question like, "You have the nerve to ask me about such a useless thing as getting a wife and asking my father to help me?" '

At this moment, the door of the ward opened.

Yue Feng is here.

Yue Feng came here alone today, because Yue Feng refused to open his eyes before, so Yue Rou took care of his actions.

Since meeting Jing Yiren yesterday, Yue Feng took off his sunglasses, so Yue Feng didn't let Yue Rou come over today.

Heilong, who had been waiting for a long time, was disappointed to see that only Yue Feng came.

He stood up suddenly and went to the gate to look, but no one followed.

Heilong asked Yue Feng subconsciously.

"You came here alone?"

Yue Feng cast a cold glance at Heilong, but didn't give any response, as if he didn't think much of this eldest son of F city who was used to being a dictator.

If it weren't for the dad who looked at his ball.Based on the grievances his sister has suffered all these years, she has already done him a favor.

Yue Feng ignored Heilong, walked towards Jing Yiren's bed step by step, and put a thermos bottle in his hand on the bedside table.

"This is the health-preserving soup made by Rourou. You just wake up and drink more, it's good for the child!"

Jing Yiren looked at Yue Feng steadfastly, Yue Feng never cared about those matters, let alone mention them.

He was as indifferent as if nothing had happened between them, and his manner of speaking was neither close nor distant, maintaining a basic distance.

It was as if they were just acquaintances, just ordinary friends.

For the sacrifices he made, the favor Jing Yiren owed him has never happened.

It made Jing Yiren's eyes blush.

Jing Yiren said politely: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome! I'm not because of you. Qiuqiu has always said that he wants to marry your daughter as his wife. Of course, he must feed you something good to have a healthy child!"

Yue Feng spoke very lightly.

He is like this, in order not to let Jing Yiren feel that he owes him, everything he does will not be exposed.

Obviously it was boiled by myself, if it was boiled by my sister.

Keeping a certain distance will not destroy the happiness she has now.

Jing Yiren smiled at Yue Feng, not knowing what language to use to respond to him...

Obviously he cared about her, or the knife mouth made her unhappy, if the old Jing Yiren must have bickered with him again.

At this moment, Jing Yiren only smiled in relief, only to realize that he didn't understand Yue Feng at all.

Every time he made her angry, it was actually for her own good, but his mouth was cheap and he couldn't say anything nice...

As soon as Heilong next to him heard that the soup was made by Yue Rou, he walked over and took the thermos away.

"What are you doing?" Yue Feng snorted, looking at the black dragon who was about to leave holding the thermos.

This man is used to domineering, he just grabs anything without saying hello?

The corner of Heilong's mouth curled up disapprovingly.

"Of course I have to taste what my woman cooks first!"

Yue Feng is angry, this is the result of he stewed it with low fire last night, and stewed it all night.

(End of this chapter)