Chapter 63

Feng Yanfei laughed: "what if the operator is you? We're not as ugly when we lose. I was very desperate just now. Suddenly I wanted to laugh when I heard you say this."

Cheng ran doesn't blame Feng Yanfei. How many skills she has and what she knows. Judging a person only from his appearance is the stupidest. It's easier to be calculated outside.

She raised her eyebrows, with a arrogant smile on her lips.

"Do you bet with me?"

"What are you betting on?" Feng Yanfei won't be afraid of this girl. She's about her age and always looks unfathomable. Do you think you're a mysterious boss?

But sometimes she pretends to be. Her eyes are like a sharp sword, which can hurt you.

"If you want to bet, bet an interesting one."

Feng Yanfei glanced at her contemptuously: "you don't want me to call you sister-in-law. Don't dream. You don't care how old I am. Besides, you just marry in. Maybe my brother will change in the future."

Cheng ran glanced: "that's not necessarily true. Your brother is dead set on me now."

"Don't be amorous there. My brother is so excellent that he can take a fancy to you. He has no background, no education, and has a very grumpy temper. I wonder why you have married our family so high that we can climb up to you."

Feng Yanfei just couldn't bear to see Cheng Ran's sky falling. He could settle in Mount Tai and keep calm.

Even Grandpa couldn't scare her.

Cheng ran replied to her confidently: "I'm your brother's wife, not your concubine. Besides, I don't want your money, and I don't covet the top position of your company. What can I climb up?"

Although her birth is not high and her family background is general, this is not the reason that determines her character. Can these external factors make her feel inferior in life?

Even if you are like a mole ant, you should make your life beautiful. You don't depend on men or others. When you are most helpless and difficult, you won't abandon you, only yourself.

Feng Yanfei really opened her eyes. She said righteous words.

She shook her head helplessly: "you are the most unreasonable person I have ever seen, whether it's behavior or words."

"Don't talk about those useless things and make a bet quickly." Cheng ran saw that the game was about to begin.

"OK, if you can win and be ashamed of me, I will worship you as my teacher."

"Who wants you to worship me as a teacher? Change it." She has a lot of disciples, not so bad.

Feng Yanfei was immediately unconvinced and roared with Cheng ran with great momentum.

"Hey, do you know that there is no one in the world that I can admire except big brother? You're not rare!"

"OK, anyway, I can't think of anything for the time being. I just think it's more interesting to have a bet."

Otherwise, this kind of low-end game really makes her not interested.

Feng Yanfei heard the voice of the game and excitedly reminded Cheng ran.

"Here we go, here we go."

Cheng Ran's eyes returned to the mobile phone screen. At the beginning, Cheng ran didn't intend to drag it to the later stage. After reaching level 3, the operation was as fierce as a tiger. Whether it was walking or predicting the target, it was accurate and terrible.

She knew where Angela would squat on the opposite side. It was as if she had opened her eyes to the whole map.

Feng Yanfei had long been stunned. As soon as Angela appeared, she would die and hit the back and scolded directly.

Cheng ran ignored him and planned to end the game in ten minutes.

In the end, Feng Yanfei almost jumped up to celebrate when he got a five kill.

When the trumpet of victory sounded, Feng Yanfei showed a surprise smile on her face, excitedly hugged Cheng ran and kissed her on her face.

"Sister-in-law, you're too good. You've practiced it."

Cheng ran gave her her her cell phone. There was no fluctuation in her white cheek. She was a little too calm.

"You can bang in front of him and ask him to keep his promise and call your father."

"Ha ha, I can't wait. Sister-in-law, you often play a lot. It's too powerful."

Feng Yanfei had long forgotten her dissatisfaction with Cheng ran. Now in her eyes, Cheng Ran is an idol. The operation just now was enough to blind her eyes.

"No, not much fun." That is, the king Rong Yaogang just came out to play. He thought it was boring and unloaded it.

Feng Yanfei was even more surprised: "it's not much fun. You're so powerful. It's estimated that the goods just now won't believe it was me."

"It doesn't matter if you fight. Anyway, if you win, you wait for her to call your father. I have to go back to my room to give your brother acupuncture."

Cheng ran sees that it's getting late, and she wants to go to bed early.

Feng Yanfei shook his head helplessly: "my brother is really miserable. He is pricked by a needle every day."

As soon as Cheng ran opened the door, she heard Feng Yanfei say this, and she reminded him.

"It's better to say less. If your brother hears..."

Feng Yanfei quickly covered her mouth.

After Cheng ran left, Feng Yanfei clenched his fist and looked excited.

“ＹＥＳ！”

It's revenge at last.

Cheng ran pushes away the room. Feng moye just finished calling Che Jin about Jin Hao. He is relieved to hear that Jin Hao can't get out of the hospital within a month.

She was surprised: "why did you come back so early?"

Feng moye smiles on his lips. It seems that he is in a happy mood.

"I want to see my wife."

Cheng ran was a little embarrassed by his sudden love words. She was so old that she had never met a man like Feng moye. She obviously looked cold and heartless. She thought she was a cold man. As a result, she was too sticky in front of her.

She rolled up her sleeves to get a needle in the drawer and reminded him by the way.

"If you don't speak normally, I won't be soft hearted. I'll let you taste what a painful understanding is."

Feng moye still teases her like a fool.

"I know my wife is not willing."

Cheng ran raised his jaw: "do you want to try?"

She walks towards Feng moye with a needle. Feng moye quickly reaches out his hand and takes the man to his arms. He lowers his head and kisses her lips. Cheng Ran's eyes flash a sharp edge. He takes the opportunity to stab the needle at his fingertip into Feng moye.

The man's eyes flashed a cunning smile. He had already seen through her purpose and fastened her wrist at the moment of her hand.

"Wife, do you really have the heart to stab me?"

"Feng moye, if you do this again, be careful that I'm not polite to you!"

Cheng Ran has never been treated like this by any man. She finds that she is not his opponent. This letter has not recovered. Mo Ye's legs are so flexible. If she can move freely in the future, she will not become his next meal.

Feng moye pulled her, and their bodies were close together. The man's warm breath penetrated her cochlea, causing her heart to beat faster.

"Others say it's called boudoir fun."