Li Feng lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on Yan Ge's face, his throat rolled, and he said softly, "Everything is OK."

In the afternoon, it was so spent.

Because it was a dinner party, Yange wore a tender yellow knee-length skirt. When she was dressed up, she found that Li Feng was wearing a light yellow casual clothes.

It looks like a couple outfit with her.

Yan Ge looked left and right, all felt that he always wore a dark-colored Li Feng. Suddenly wearing such a suit, he had the illusion of a small flesh.

She narrowed her eyes unsatisfactorily, and reached out to grab Li Feng's arm: "Let's go, can you drive now?"

"No," Li Feng said, "the injury on the arm has sequelae, and sometimes it feels sore and unconscious. I can barely drive alone, and I dare not take you."

Yange laughed: "It's all right, the driving skills are good, I'll take you."

Li Feng: "Tough work for you."

Words: "I support you, it should be."

After getting in the car, Yange asked Li Feng: "Will your arm recover?"

Li Feng heard the words, his expression was a bit dull, he narrowed his eyes and sang, "I don't know, it should be fine."

After a pause, he said, "Will you dislike me?"

Words: "No."

He had a problem with his arm, and he just couldn't stay on it. She was very happy about the fact that she could keep her posture all the time.

Li Feng: "I don't want to abandon me because I cook deliciously?"

Yange: "You don't have to think so."

She actually wanted to say that he was better than rice ...

At the agreed KTV, Yange found the box number, and when I went in, I found that everyone was almost there.

It is a large box, not only can you sing, but also a pool table, there is an extremely rich dinner on the table.

There is only one song in the house.

As soon as Cheng Zihao raised his eyes, he did not expect to see Li Feng, and took a few steps to pat Li Feng's shoulder: "You ..."

But before his hand landed on Li Feng's shoulder, Yange held him by the wrist: "Brother Li has a wound on his shoulder and cannot be touched."

No one can contaminate her food, huh!

Cheng Zihao immediately rushed to the strength of the singer.

This weak chicken-like woman even hurt the bones of his wrists.

Well, this hand made him even more certain that the woman's knife insertion today is really not a blind cat's encounter with a dead mouse, but a real skill.

It was even more trembling ... fortunately he got out early.

Cheng Zihao's gaze swept between Yange and Li Feng, and found that the unusual dog food between the two people was not only not lost, but was especially happy in his heart.

Li Feng received the tigress, which saved the people in his department from being harmed by the tigress. He didn't want to be the director of the Women's Federation in the future.

"Quickly let go, let go." Cheng Zihao howled, "wrist is broken."

Yange let go of his hand: "I'm helpless, don't shout, no one will hurt you anymore."

Li Feng: "What's it called? It seems you are too weak."

Cheng Zihao: ...

He quietly stepped back and kept a distance from the two guys: "Don't eat and hurry up to eat something. These guys didn't eat at noon one by one, just waiting for the night, like a wolf, you can only eat a plate. "

As soon as the song was heard, Li Feng immediately took his hand to the dining table: "Come and come, everyone knows, my husband Li Feng, said in advance, my husband has injuries on his body and can't drink, don't toast Yeah, just shout Brother Feng one by one. "