Chapter 47 Little Beauty

"Please send me to Kafiland City." Yan Feng took out the pass and showed it to the transmitter Mu De.

The transmitter Mu De reminded: "Are you sure you want to teleport to the Narath Empire? You won't be able to come back here after you get there."

Yanfeng: "I'm sure."

With a roll of red light, Yanfeng came to a magnificent square, but he went straight offline without enjoying the beautiful scenery around him.

After taking off the game helmet, Han Yueru's beautiful shadow has been lingering in her mind. Two years of painful experience almost wiped out all his weakness. He thought that everything in the past had disappeared. Until today, he found that he was not only guilty of the gods at dusk, but also a concern for them buried in his heart.

The depressed mood could not be calmed down for a long time, and the blood poison in his body was ready to move again. Yan Feng sat in a vacuum ** and adjusted the breath until the next morning to suppress the dry heat.

Flushing away the smell of sweat, Yanfeng changed into a clean dress and left the dormitory.

The temperature in Nandu is constant between 18-26 degrees Celsius. The artificial sun in the morning is always warm, and the air is particularly refreshing. Yan Feng wandered aimlessly, hoping to temporarily forget the residual heat in his body and some bad memories. However, every time I go to a place, I can always find something familiar, and the irritability in my heart is getting stronger and stronger. At the end, I simply choose the path that I don't take often.

Unconsciously, Yanfeng walked to the red maple street outside the girls' building group. At this time, a layer of sweat had been leaching on his forehead, and he was so hot that he couldn't wait to find a pool to jump in to cool down the temperature.

"Yanfeng?" A familiar girl's voice came from the side.

Yan Feng looked back and saw Chen Shiyao walking towards him from a fork ten meters away with a happy face.

"I didn't expect you to be at Nandu University!" Chen Shiyao's slender hands were held together with some restraint, and her cheeks were red.

Looking closely, Yan Feng found that her appearance was more beautiful than in the game. Her black pupils and light appearance were more beautiful and innocent. Her beauty was not much inferior to Han Yueru, who was known as "the first beauty in online games" and "Luo Shen".

"Hmm." Yan Feng answered casually.

"My brother always speaks ill of Yanfeng. If he can meet his brother, maybe the misunderstanding will disappear immediately." Chen Shiyao thought like this in her heart and said softly:

"My brother is going to have dinner together in the restaurant. Would you like to go with me?"

Yan Feng said lightly, "No, I'm just walking around. There are still some things to deal with in a while."

"Well..." Chen Shiyao is a delicate girl. Yanfeng's coldness is covered with a layer of cloud in her clear heart. She really feels the indifference and loneliness of those eyes in reality. "So... what about the future?"

Yan Feng: "Let's talk about the future."

"You... I left something in the dormitory. I'll go back first..." After saying that, Chen Shiyao turned around and walked in the direction of the girls' building group with wet eyes.

At this time, three people came to the other end of the red maple street. The young man at the front was Zeng Fuguo, the young master of the rich family, who met yesterday morning.

"Sure enough, the toad wanted to eat swan meat, but unexpectedly came all the way from the boys' group to come here to see Shiyao's sister." Zeng Fuguo's mouth and eyebrows showed a trace of contemptuous sarcasm, but he did not remember that the purpose of his trip was consistent with this sentence.

Yan Feng didn't have a good impression on him. He floated around as a bedbug and walked directly towards the school station.

"Do you want to go? Our account hasn't been settled yet. Zeng Fuguo's attitude towards Yan Feng was very angry. He turned his head and wink at the two bodyguards in black uniform behind him.

When he was instructed, the two tough bodyguards quickly copied Yanfeng and stretched out a big hand to stop him.

Yan Feng's face darkened and said coldly, "Get out of the way!"

Feeing the sharp eyes that seemed to kill people, the two bodyguards shivered.

At this time, a can flew from behind Yanfeng in a soft arc-

"Dong" hit the left forehead of the right bodyguard.

"Bad guy, let's see how my little Hui heroine deals with you!" But a little girl with a tender voice was talking.

The little girl took out a toy jam pistol from her small pink backpack and shot unscrupulously. The two bodyguards were suddenly shot with bright red jam. The nearest Zeng Fuguo was even more embarrassed. His clothes, hair and face were all stained with jam.

Zeng Fuguo was so angry that he grabbed a toy pistol and threw the little girl on the slate ground.

"Ah--" The little girl screamed bitterly and stared at Zeng Fuguo angrily, with no fear on her face.

"Where did the little boy come from? He also came to take care of my young master's affairs." Zeng Fuguo said that he raised his jam pistol and pointed it at the little girl's white and tender face, and his handsome and thin face showed some evil hatred.

Yan Feng's figure flashed and firmly grasped Zeng Fuguo's right hand holding the toy pistol.

"You..." Feeling the strong pain from his arm, Zeng Fuguo looked at Yan Feng with a frightened face, and his heart was full of question marks and exclamation marks. Just now, the corners of his eyes clearly saw the other party standing on the side of the bodyguard. Why did he appear beside him in an instant?

Zeng Fuguo turned his head and looked at his bodyguards, but they were also stunned.

"Get out of here before I change my mind!" Affected by the residual heat of blood poison, Yanfeng's eyes were faintly murderous at this time.

Although Zeng Fuguo is domineering, he is not reckless. He knows that since the other party can get rid of the obstruction of two extraordinary bodyguards and take action on himself, he is mostly capable. If he continues, he may suffer a lot. He suppressed the resentment in his heart and left awkwardly with two bodyguards. Before leaving, he did not forget to mutter:

"Sooner or later, I'll let you know that I'm not easy to mess with!"

After a moment of luck just now, Yan Feng felt the blood rolling in his body and murmured: "Is it ineffective to take Yijin pills for the second time?"

Just as I wanted to go back to the dormitory, I heard the little girl shout, "Handsome man, can't you bear to see the beautiful woman injured and not comfort her?"

Yan Feng stagnated and turned his head to look at the little girl, but saw that she squeezed her little mouth and looked at herself pitifully with tears. At that moment, she was angry and funny.

"Where is your family? Can you get up by yourself?" Yan Feng's tone became much milder.

The little girl said, "I hurt my hand. Can you take me to your house for 'health treatment'?"

"Health treatment?" Yan Feng frowned slightly.

Health treatment is just a regular physical examination of the family that health doctors are responsible for, which belongs to the category of routine maintenance. From the little girl's mouth, it completely changed its meaning. No wonder Yan Feng felt puzzled.

Yan Feng said flatly, "I don't have a home. You can go to the school dormitory with me."

The little girl Gege held Yan Feng's left arm with a smile, and did not mind whether to take her to the "home" or the "dormitory", and opened the naive self-introduction:

"My name is Xiaohui. I'm six years old this year. I'm in the first grade of the Affiliated Primary School of Nanjing University. I'm cute, and I'm smart..."

Xiaohui's chattering voice made Yan Feng hot-blooded all the way, but there was nothing she could do.

"Dip!" The student card swiped the Jinlongxuan 501 card reader, and the door opened.

Yanfeng found the medical box from the medical box, checked the wound on the back of Xiaohui's hand, and then cleaned the wound, dried the cotton, and applied the healing membrane.

Xiaohui waited quietly for him to finish the wound and suddenly asked, "Do you often get hurt?"

"What are you doing with so many questions," Yan Feng put the medicine box back into the box and said rudely, "Now that the wound has been treated, you can go back."

"In the past, when I was injured, my sister was always in a hurry. You did so well. Are you also a 'health doctor'?" Xiaohui asked unrelentingly.

Yan Feng didn't say anything anymore. He took her petite body and put it down outside the door. Just as he was about to close the door, he heard her scream.

Yan Feng looked down and found that she had stuck her foot on the edge of the door, so he had no choice but to let her in. Yan Feng sat on the sofa and let her look around in the small hall.

"Wow, a lot of ice cream!" Xiaohui opened the refrigerator on the wooden wall and was immediately attracted by the dazzling and various flavors of ice cream inside.

Yan Feng: "Woth, those ice creams are not mine. Don't move around."

"It's not yours, it's your roommate's. There are so many ice creams. What does it matter if you eat one and a half less?" Xiaohui rudely took out a passion fruit-flavored ice cream. ( Passion fruit is also known as passion fruit.)

Yan Feng was shocked and said quickly, "You can't eat that taste!"

Chen Jie is an ice cream enthusiast. Every few days, he asked the deliveryman to deliver a batch of ice cream. Blessed by him, Yanfeng has to "enjoy" the sweetness of ice cream in the morning, noon and evening. At this time, the passion fruit ice cream in Xiaohui's hand is Chen Jie's favorite taste. Because it is often out of stock, Chen Jie is usually reluctant to finish it all at once.

"Well... It's so sweet. I didn't expect you to even have passion fruit ice cream here." Xiaohui licked the remaining ice cream on the spoon, and she was full of momentum.

Seeing that the wood had become a boat, Yan Feng had no choice but to say:

"Go home after eating quickly..."

After tossing for nearly two hours, Xiaohui was tired of playing and leaned on the sofa and fell asleep. Looking at her delicate and lovely sleeping face, Yan Feng gave up the impulse to wake her up. He sighed and carried her into his room and carefully put her into the vacuum**. He sat on the ground and carried the mixed power to adjust his breath.

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Tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival will be a gathering with a large group of relatives and friends. Qianshuiyue will try to keep it up to date and tell you here.