Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 23 Not only beautiful, but also sexy
Speaking of which, Su Fu, who was not so strict in speaking and doing things, was still kneeling on the ground. Ten minutes later, his back was still straight.

The glass of caramel macchiato was bottomed out, and some milk froth was on Feng Beiting's upper lip. He raised his hand and stroked it slowly with his thumb, like the slow motion in a literary movie, every frame is picturesque.

The person who was punished to kneel looked at him, his eyes were frighteningly bright, and two lines of bright red liquid slowly flowed from his nose, and even dripped onto the ground.

Su Fu's heart: Not only is it beautiful, it's also so sexy!

Neither Feng Beiting nor Prison Temple were surprised by Su Fu's unpromising appearance.

They all knew that she had a very deceptive face, and just by looking at her face, they thought she was a little Taoist nun who was ascetic, but actually there was a yellow and dirty old bustard in her heart.

Feng Beiting has no doubts that if one day someone opposes him, and that person happens to be more delicate than him, Su Fu will never hesitate to "hehe" and choose to bow down under the suit pants of the other party with a smile.

"Wipe." He took out a piece of paper and handed it to her, smiling softly.

Su Fu was so bewildered, he took it stupidly, "Thank you, Fourth Young Master."

As he spoke, he sent it to his face, but Feng Beiting said slowly, "Wipe the floor."

"..."

Unscrupulous boss!She's going to the Labor Association to sue him!
"Mianmian will come later, remember to act more naturally."

"Yes."

In order to cooperate with his young master's pursuit of younger sisters, Su Fu also specially bought "Self-cultivation of an Actor" and "Self-care of the Disabled".

The latter book was used after the former one didn't work, the acting was broken and the young master beat him to death.

"Let's go cook."

"...Yes." Su Fu got up resignedly, and walked into the kitchen with numb legs.

In fact, Feng Beiting had already prepared the dinner, but those dishes were for Jiang Yimian, not for Su Fu and Prison Temple.But later he wants to ask her to have dinner together, and he can't ask them to just watch, so his "gentle and considerate" suggestion (command) (orders) them to do it themselves.

Ten minutes later——

Feng Beiting knocked on the door of Jiang Yimian's house.

She just had her hair blown.

To be more precise, he came just as soon as she turned off the hair dryer, and the timing was just right.

Before she had time to tie her hair up, it was loose and curvy like a doll.

"What's the matter?" She stuck a small head through the crack of the door.

"The friend who came to my house just now wants to meet you, but I don't know if it's convenient for you." Feng Beiting seemed a little embarrassed, "It's like this, she is a writer, and she wants to write a book about forensic medicine soon Book, she heard me mention you when we were chatting before, so she wanted me to introduce you to each other."

"Oh..." Jiang Yimian nodded knowingly, "Yes."

"Then now?" He asked for her opinion, "I just finished cooking dinner, if you haven't eaten, you can come over and have some together."

Hearing that there was a free dinner again, Jiang Yimian's smile was extraordinarily rippling, but she was still trying to hide it.

"There is another person in my house, the assistant who came to give me the keys before, you met." Probably because she was worried that she would feel uncomfortable with a strange man, so Feng Beiting added, "But he has eaten will go."

"...It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." She is not an ancient woman who doesn't go out of the door and doesn't go out. She sees a man and no one cares about her.

Of course, just now.

Then someone took care of it.

Following Feng Beiting into his house, Jiang Yimian didn't change his clothes because he was too embarrassed to make people wait, but just wore the same pajamas at home, a set of pajamas with various small skulls, which at first glance drove him crazy , the kind that looked scared and out of control.

The hair rope was put on the coffee table and she forgot to take it, so she used a scalpel as a hairpin and randomly tied half of her head, with a hint of weirdness in the playfulness, and a hint of sand sculpture in the weirdness.

So when Su Fu saw Jiang Yimian, she was wearing a skull with a scalpel on her head.

Su Fu silently applauded from the bottom of his heart: As expected of the young master's favorite person, he is perverted enough.

Even counting the time just now, it wasn't the first time Su Fu saw Jiang Yimian.

They met as early as three years ago, but Jiang Yimian didn't know about it.

Su Fu thought...

She really didn't like this girl as much as she did three years ago.

If it weren't for her, the fourth youngest of their family would have turned around straight away, and now they are hugging each other with Prison Temple and Skylark. The pictures are eye-catching and provide countless themes for her novels.

However, Jiang Yimian's appearance broke her family's Fourth Young Master straight.

Su Fu felt deeply regretful.

"This is Jiang Yimian's forensic doctor." Feng Beiting smiled lightly, as if he hadn't guessed Su Fu's complicated thoughts, and introduced them to each other naturally, "This is Su Fu."

"Hello." Jiang Yimian stretched out his hand first.

"Hello."

Su Fu pursed his lips slightly and didn't smile, a little cold, with an appearance of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Jiang Yimian didn't care, all her attention was on Su Fu's hands.

"This is the Prison Temple, you saw it yesterday."

"Hello."

"Hi Miss Jiang." Prison Temple nodded politely, although his face was still expressionless.

After saying that, Su Fu raised his brows imperceptibly, Feng Beiting's eyes darkened slightly, and the prison temple realized that his wording was wrong, and he couldn't change it if he wanted to, so it was rare that there was some emotion in his eyes.

Looking at it, Jiang Yimian felt that his reaction was very similar to the performance of "a child who said something wrong".

In fact, she didn't feel anything other than that he greeted him too politely. It seemed that the younger brother was too strict with himself.

Feng Beiting blinked to get rid of the darkness in his eyes, "Let's eat first."

"Ah."

The four of them went to the restaurant, and Jiang Yimian subconsciously followed behind the prison temple. She wanted to sit in the same row with him, so that Feng Beiting could sit with his "rumored girlfriend".

She had just observed and thought about it, and she felt that Su Fu was not Feng Beiting's girlfriend.

At least not yet.

Because no woman can bear her man's plain "This is Su Fu" when introducing herself, no matter what, it should be "This is my girlfriend, Su Fu".

In her case, she must make the other party say "This is Jiang Yimian, the most beautiful girl in the universe, my lord queen".

That's why she felt that the "adultery" between Feng Beiting and Su Fu was a little bit close to becoming a real fruit.

But when she was still one step away from the seat, Su Fu rushed up and sat on it with one buttocks. She seemed to be unaware of the fight for the chair, admiring the tablecloth with great interest The pattern and color, sitting on it is called a stable.

Feng Beiting smiled apologetically at Jiang Yimian, as if asking her not to mind.

"Sit." He helped her pull out the chair.

"...Thank you." Jiang Yimian sat down hesitantly, secretly thinking that he was wrong?
Could it be that Su Fu is not interested in Feng Beiting, but she is actually interested in Prison Temple? !

She didn't get an answer to this question until the end of the dinner, because after the whole meal, she found that Su Fu's interaction with Prison Temple was basically zero.

but……

Instead, she discovered a new problem.

　*
　　【small theater】

　　Prison Temple: Su Fu, what's your name?Comfortable?

　　Su Fu: It's better than Yunque's "house sparrow" name!
　　Skylark: Why is my name so bad? It’s no better than that “fish shredded” in Prison Temple!Adding two more words is enough to make up a dish, and he will be taken away again!
　　Su Fu: What kind of food?

　　Skylark: Fish-flavored shredded pork \(^o^)/~
　　Prison Temple: ╭(╯^╰)╮So angry!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)