Chapter 388 Killing intention

Chen Shiyao gently touched the things on the desk with her fingers, notebooks, pens, straight rulers..., as if everything was a precious treasure, treated with great gentleness.

"This is his stuff..."

Her heart rippled, and she let go of her bare hands holding the quilt, revealing her jade white waist, fragrant buttocks and slender legs, forming a landscape full of infinite reverie with the book platform decoration. She finally opened the wardrobe, picked out a suit and put it on. Then she was covered with the sleeping Yanfeng, sitting on the edge of the bed and stroking his fine hair.

"Aren't I really dreaming?"

Everything happened so suddenly. From her appearance in the fighting field, to Yan Feng blocked the six darts for her and fled to the Yang family's mansion with her in his arms. Then Yan Feng ran into this room like crazy. In this **, he lost himself to him and finally found that all the wounds on his body healed, as well as his identity as the young master of the Yang family... ... The length of time is only a few hours, and her heart is shocked by this series of facts, which is stronger than the sum of the past ten years.

For a long time, Chen Shiyao sighed and reluctantly left the room.

The people in the studio couldn't find Yanfeng all night, and finally gathered in the hall of Haiyaju. It was midnight when Chen Shiyao came back. Everyone was shocked to see her coming in dressed as a man. Seeing that her face was a little distracted, Chen Jie walked to her in panic and asked with concern:

"Yyaoyao, what's wrong with you? I can't get in touch with you all night. Everyone is worried about you.

"Vacuum..." The small eyes of the meatballs fell on Chen Shiyao's high and bulging chest, with a mouth-watering face.

"Do not look at it again!"

Liu Ruoxuan picked up the magazine on the table and greeted the meatballs, which made him escape behind the sofa and begged for mercy.

"I'm fine." Chen Shiyao shook her head slightly. Seeing that everyone was staring at her strangely, she realized that she was still wearing Yanfeng's clothes. Her face suddenly turned red, and she quickly covered her chest and rushed to the second floor.

"I'll go up and have a look." The demon said and followed upstairs.

"I'm so good, Shi Yao actually wears men's clothing..."

Zhou Junming didn't come to his senses for a long time and couldn't believe his eyes. The rest of the people were also surprised. It was the first time they had seen her dress after spending so many years with Chen Shiyao.

"Ajie, do you think something happened to her?" Liu Ruoxuan asked worriedly.

Chen Jie shook his head and sighed. He didn't reply, and there was a panic in his heart. He knows his sister best, is reserved and gentle. He will never be so bold. He must have encountered something. The hall fell into silence, and everyone was depressed. So far, there is no whereabouts of Yanfeng. Yan Menglin has come to Haiyaju to ask about it five or six times, which makes people panic.

Soon, Chen Shiyao changed into the dress she chose in the morning and walked down with the demon. The demon saw the silence in the hall and said:

"Can't you put on a bitter face? Yan Feng is fine. Shi Yao has been taking care of him all night.

Chen Jie was overjoyed when he heard the words. He looked at his sister and asked, "Yaoyao, is it really like this?"

"I met Yanfeng at the airport, and he was slightly injured. When I helped him clean the wound, I stained his clothes, so I lent him a set of clothes.

Chen Shiyao had already figured out the wording when she came back, which not only eliminated everyone's concerns, but also did not arouse suspicion. She did not reveal Yan Feng's true identity. She covered up the secret of Yan Feng's serious injury and self-healing with minor injuries, and was even more ashamed to mention the loss.

"What about the Afeng people?" Chen Jie continued to ask.

"He is resting at his friend's house."

"Friend's residence? Does he have any friends here? What's your name?"

"He just took me there, and I haven't seen his friend..." Chen Shiyao's face was very hot, and she was worried that the lie would be exposed.

Chen Jie was about to ask again, but he was pulled by the demon and scolded, "Why are you so gossipy?"

"I'm her brother. What's wrong with me to know the situation?"

"Anyway, don't ask any more questions. You really don't understand the girl's heart at all!" The demon pinched the soft meat on his waist fiercely, which made him grin.

Confirming that Yan Feng was fine, the studio was finally relieved, and then they went back to their rooms and landed in the Garden of Eden to continue the expansion of the auction house. As soon as Chen Jie went online, he received a communication request from Yan Menglin.

"Chen Jie, has Yanfeng returned to Haiyaju?" In the three-dimensional image, Yan Menglin looked eager.

"A Feng is fine. Now he is resting at his friend's house." Chen Jie replied truthfully.

"At his friend's house?" Yan Menglin was stunned and saw that Chen Jie didn't seem to lie. She turned around a few thoughts and then turned off the communication and went offline directly.

Seeing her last sudden expression, Chen Jie shook his head with a strange expression and muttered, "A Feng really has friends in Nandu?"

Yanfeng woke up from a coma. With the soft moonlight, he saw a few blood stains printed in the center of the sheet. Then he checked his body's injury and found that the wound had healed, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Shi Yao has been here?"

The room was closed. In that state, he even blurred his consciousness. He didn't remember what happened later at all, and it was impossible to close the door by himself. I was trying to recall the memory after entering the room when the door was suddenly opened.

"Ah--"

When Yan Menglin saw Yan Feng sitting naked **, she subconsciously turned around with a scream and said in her heart, "I'm so ashamed..."

"How did you get in?" Yan Feng was secretly angry.

"Your door is not closed, so I can naturally get in. Change your clothes quickly." Yan Menglin closed the door with her eyes covered.

Yanfeng entered the bathroom to wash the dirt on his body and put on clean clothes. Then he walked out of the room and said coldly, "This is my home. You are not allowed to come in without my permission in the future!"

"What's so fierce? Look at my body. Looking back now, it's at most even!" Yan Menglin put on an unyielding momentum, and then remembered his injury at noon, and her voice softened again, "How's your injury?"

"I'm in good health. You'd better pay more attention to the people your mother invited!"

"You... do you know?" Yan Menglin looked stunned, and the original lies were completely useless.

"Do you think I'm as brainless as your mother?" Yan Feng looked at her blankly.

"Who do you think is brainless? Your mother..." Yan Menglin thought that his parents had passed away, and her words stopped abruptly, but halfway through it was still equivalent to saying it.

"Get out!" Yan Feng roared, and his momentum suddenly became cold and deterrent.

He was in a bad mood, but now he was touched to the bottom line and suddenly became furious. If he hadn't blocked the shot for her at noon, he wouldn't have been unable to resist. If he met the Qiu family at night, he could at least retreat completely and not escape from serious injury. The torture of this night seemed to have gone through a century. It was drowsy and painful. Looking back to the reason, it was all thanks to their mother and daughter. How could he have a good impression on her? Of course, he won't say anything about the Qiu family.

"Yang Feng, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Yan Menglin tried her best to explain, and suddenly found that Yan Feng's figure disappeared from the door. The next moment, she appeared on her side, pointing her right hand to her throat like a blade. She swallowed her saliva and really felt Yan Feng's anger and murderous intent. Her body suddenly lost her support and fell against the wall, and her face turned pale.

"Don't think I dare not kill you. My patience has a bottom line. You'd better figure out your position!" Yan Feng looked down at her and added when he turned around, "Also, please remember, don't call my name casually!"

His name, Yang Feng, now only belongs to one person.

Yan Menglin stared at his departing back, and there was a bitterness in her heart, and tears of grievances slipped down her cheeks.

"You really want to kill me... You really want to kill me..."

She can't believe that two years of disappearance can make a person who has a full love and yearning for life become so cold and restrained. After leaving Haiyaju in the afternoon, she came to the Yang family mansion to find him. Driven by curiosity, she entered his room again and read his diary while waiting. I learned his heart from his story and was deeply touched by it. However, in reality, Yan Feng and Yang Feng, who fantasize in her heart, are completely different, which makes her heart conflict.

"Since you hate me so much, why do you block that shot for me?"

Yan Menglin bit her lower lip and felt very annoyed by what had happened in the past few days. She got up and walked slowly to the desk, and the three diaries seemed to have become a sustenance for her heart. Perhaps only in this way can she find a trace of comfort.