Son-in-law From Dark World

This morning's wear so high profile, let Qin Feng a little excited.

"Honey, did you sleep well last night?"

Qin Feng smile, take the initiative from ye Meiyun's hand with fried eggs, mouth twitch, put on the table.

"It's OK. It's just that after half a night's martial arts dream, I can always hear what the black tiger takes out his heart. It seems that I read a martial arts novel yesterday."

Ye Meiyun shakes her head and looks very tired. It seems that she didn't know what happened last night. She thought she was dreaming.

All blame Lao Dao that guy, fight, mouth is not honest, no wonder tired like dead dog.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng looked up, did not see the shadow of the old road, some doubts.

"By the way, the old man and the aunt next door have gone to the square dance. Don't wait for him. Let's eat first."

Ye Meiyun brought up the last two bowls of rice porridge, and then took the initiative to sit beside Qin Feng. He even picked up a small radish and fed him as considerate as his wife.

Qin Feng scolded in his heart. Lao Dao, a man of no sense of righteousness, actually left him alone to fight against Ye Meiyun's dark cooking. When he was caught, he had to return it ten times.

Thinking in his heart, his face is full of happiness. Qin Feng eats the radish in one bite. It's sweet and sour. It's OK to eat it.

Thinking of this, he picked up his rice bowl and gulped it down, leaving tears in his eyes.

"What's the matter, Qin Feng, what are you crying for?"

Ye Meiyun asked in doubt.

Qin Feng raised his head and swallowed the last mouthful of rice porridge. Then he said, "it's delicious. I'm so moved. Meiyun, you don't have to make breakfast for me in the future. I'll be distressed."

Ye Meiyun shook her head and pushed another bowl of porridge to Qin Feng: "if it's delicious, eat more. It's hard for me to cook for you. Unfortunately, it should be. Who let me be you"

at last, ye Meiyun didn't speak. Qin Feng heard that her heart was tickled by the cat, so she quickly picked up the porridge and swallowed it.

"What's mine?"

After eating porridge, Qin Feng smiles and asks with expectation.

Ye Meiyun smile, blurred eyes, with a touch of enchanting, Qin Feng saw, the body is shivering, feel the soul is about to rush out.

It's so fascinating.

Ye Meiyun reached out her little white hand and pushed a plate of burnt eggs. Then she said, "of course it's your old man"

or a broken sentence, but Qin Feng couldn't stop. She picked up the plate and threw the egg into her mouth. She even filled the black oil and water on the plate and asked, "what's the old thing?"

"Wife

Ye Meiyun again pushed the last plate of eggs over, holding it in both hands, looking at Qin Feng with encouraging eyes.

Just, after hearing this address, Qin Feng's snivel of smile almost flowed out, but looked at the plate of eggs, there was no interest.

But at the moment, ye Xiaozhu stares at it, and he has no choice but to bite the eggs into his stomach.

"Well, you go to school quickly, Qin Feng. I'm lucky to suffer from you. After this period of time, I'll accompany you every day, cook for you, and then travel and go shopping together."

Hearing this, Qin Feng suddenly nodded, and did not dare to say more. When he left, he took a packet of paper and rushed out of the house.

He knew that he couldn't get away with his tummy today.

So instead of taking a bus, he took a taxi to Lanling University. When he got to the door, he saw a duck neck shop that seemed to be cashing out. He went to inquire just before he was ready.

Suddenly, a dozen young people stood in front of him, blocking his way.

This group of young people wear white cloth on their heads and wear pure white clothes. Some of them have a black belt around their waist and a horizontal bar sign. They look like big filial sons.

"Silence, silence, the dead rest in peace!"

Qin Feng lowered his head and prayed, and he would take a detour.

"What do you mean?"

Who can't hear Qin Feng's words just now, the youth headed by him blocked his way.

They are wearing Taekwondo clothes, but now they are described as filial piety by Qin Feng. It's too unlucky. In the morning, everyone feels too unlucky.

Several other youth, all a pair of angry color, the moment Qin Feng surrounded in the middle.

"I didn't say anything. Well, you are all students of Lanling, and so am I. I won't tell you more. I still have something to do. Let's go."

Some of the women in Qin Feng's neck are eager to walk out of the house.

"Yes, we are from Lanling, and we also know you Qin Feng. But the most popular character in Lanling, the famous tyrant demon, challenged the whole Fengzhou University alone yesterday. It's amazing."

The head of the youth, crooked neck, a pair of invincible appearance.

In the mouth in praise, but in the manner, but with no cover up contempt."I'm flattered. It's all false names. It's not worth mentioning!"

Qin Feng raised his head and choked his neck, looking at the owner getting on a caryan car and leaving. He was suddenly disappointed.

It's still a little late. It's all due to these bastards in front of me.

"You're very rude. When we praise you, don't you?"

The young man, holding his collar to show his black tattoo, looks very fierce.

Qin Feng looked at the car leaving, sighed, turned his head, and looked at the youth.

"You've made a big deal, you know?"

The young man stretched out his finger and poked it on Qin Feng's shoulder for more than ten times.

"Don't interrupt me. I ask you, are you clamoring to step on our Taekwondo Hall? Who gives you the courage? Tell me!"

Qin Feng in line with the quality first, the active hand also does not start the principle, suddenly kicks a foot, directly kicks in the other party's knee.

Under inch strength, he did not use strength, otherwise this one can step on the other side's leg.

After all, at the gate of the school, he was really crippled, and there would be trouble. He was not afraid of assassins or killers, but was afraid that Li Yaoyao would come to the door. The rules in the ordinary world made him headache.

Even so, his foot, directly kick the other party to kneel on the ground, knee hit the ground, is also a painful torture.

The young man grinned, his face twisted like a twist, and the cold sweat of pain flowed down his forehead.

Around that group of young people did not react to come over, staring at Qin Feng to their leader.

Qin Feng grabbed the young man's hair and asked with a smile, "what do you want me to tell you? Stand up and talk to you. I have to bend down. I'm too tired."

With that, Qin Feng grabbed the youth's hair and pulled it from the ground directly. When he released it, his legs bent again and fell to his knees on the ground.