Chapter 2191

When all the people left, Chen Yajie stuck out her tongue: "that old man is really old..."

Ling Feng glanced: "can he not be old? You don't know, he is already 135 years old!"

Chen Yajie took a breath: "135 years old?"

"Well, it's a pity that he died at sunset today. Let's eat. There are so many good things. Hey, I'm starving."

Ling Feng looked at the table full of food. The space here is very spacious. There are about five or six tables.

The food above is not exquisite, but they all have a common feature, that is, full weight and full of oil and water.

"Isn't that good? They all left and came back later to see us eat..."

Chen Yajie's face is not as thick as Ling Feng after all. She pulls Ling Feng's arm and won't let him eat.

"I'll go... They'll starve to death. They won't end the conversation until sunset. The old man will die at that time. It's not appropriate for us to eat and drink. The food on this table is obviously wasted. Don't worry, they are all martial arts practitioners. They can't get hungry if they don't eat once in a while."

Ling Fengzhen said something and pushed Chen Yajie to her side. She couldn't wait to start sweeping the food.

When he raised the chopsticks, his arm was exposed, and the bright red wound inside was seen by Chen Yajie.

Chen Yajie only felt a pain in her heart. She didn't look over her face and took a breath. Then she smiled and said, "OK, let's see who eats more."

Chen Yajie completely abandons the image of a lady and happily grabs food on a plate with Ling Feng. Ling Feng is also unwilling to show weakness. You compete with me to sweep away plates of food.

Soon, Chen Yajie couldn't grab it.

"No, no, I can't eat any more. If I eat any more, my stomach will have to explode." Chen Yajie touched her bulging belly and said with a sad face.

"Ha ha, let you rob me."

Ling Feng finally put down his chopsticks and patted his stomach with satisfaction. Then the thief smiled and put his hand on Chen Yajie's stomach.

"Come on, I have no strength."

Chen Yajie wanted to take his hand away, but she didn't move it. The warm breath came from Ling Feng's palm.

"Don't move. I've been looking at my daughter for months." Ling Feng said solemnly. A trace of war spirit passed through. Chen Yajie was so comfortable that she just wanted to moan.

Bai gave Ling Feng a look: "do you like girls?"

Ling Feng nodded naturally: "of course, if I have children, I must have a daughter. My daughter is my father's intimate little cotton padded jacket. If I'm a boy, I must be an asshole. Of course, my daughter can't be like you. Tomboys are more troublesome."

Chen Yajie giggled: "no shame, no shame. How old is it? I want a child."

"It's called long-term planning. Do you understand?"

The two joked for a while, and Chen Yajie proposed to go to the orphanage in front.

Ling Feng certainly has no opinion.

"Is this also your sect's property? I didn't expect your sect to be so loving."

Chen Yajie appreciates the surrounding environment.

The orphanage is not luxurious, but it is very quiet and clean. At first glance, the people who take care of it are very attentive.

"Martial Uncle Li takes care of this. The sect doesn't intervene in specific things."

Ling Feng doesn't dare to take the credit to herself. Chen Yajie has a bit of eyesight and is not as easy to fool as ordinary women. Once she has the opportunity to expose herself, Chen Yajie will certainly do so without hesitation.

"You're honest. You don't have such kindness in Jiangnan City. How can you become a good man as soon as you arrive in the capital."

Chen Yajie gave Lingfeng a white look, with jiaochen in her eyes.

Ling Feng's cold sweat swished out. The woman dug a pit to see if she could jump in. Fortunately, she didn't make a mistake.

"Throw the handkerchief, throw the handkerchief, gently put it behind the children..."

The crisp children's song came from afar. Chen Yajie's eyes lit up and said in a very gentle tone: "let's go and see the children play games."

Ling Feng turned his eyes: "well, it's too childish. I won't go."

An old face flushed, Ling Feng felt very childish, especially when facing the bright eyes of children, a sense of guilt surged up.

"Good Lingfeng, I haven't played with children for a long time. Please."

Chen Yajie is so coquettish that she pulls Ling Feng's arm. After a while, Ling Feng can't stand it.

"Well, well, let's go and play for a while. How old are you and play with children?"

Chen Yajie's eyes smiled into crescent moon: "you don't understand. Playing with children, you can forget all your troubles. They are the most innocent people."

Sure enough, on the playground, a large number of children under the age of 10 were playing the game of throwing handkerchiefs under the leadership of a middle-aged woman.

Not far from them, a little girl carved with powder and jade sat on the swing.

"Dad, Dad, have you come to pick me up?"

As soon as Ling Feng and Chen Yajie showed up, the little girl's eyes lit up and jumped to Ling Feng's side. Holding Ling Feng's thigh, she didn't give up. She looked at Ling Feng with tearful eyes, which made Ling Feng feel guilty that he was really the child's father.

Ling Feng's face was embarrassed in an instant.

"Linlin, Linlin, don't make trouble... Children, you play by yourself first. Aunt is coming."

The middle-aged woman also noticed Ling Feng and immediately planned to stop the little girl's rash action.

"Auntie, he is my father, really my father. Dad, Dad, tell me quickly, I'm your daughter Linlin."

The little girl named Linlin stubbornly turned back and said that her little hand made Ling Feng's pants tighter.

"Little sister, do you recognize the wrong person? I'm not married yet?"

Ling Feng squatted down patiently and said gently. Suddenly, Ling Feng felt that she and the little girl had a very close feeling. She was really her own daughter.

Illusion, this must be an illusion.

Ling Feng, I I'm comforting myself like this.

"Wow... Dad doesn't want Lin Lin, Dad, Lin Lin will be very good, Dad..."

The little girl suddenly cried sadly. Ling Feng couldn't bear to cry.

"Excuse me, are you two friends of curator Li? This child has always been very autistic and refused to play with other children. He always said that her father would pick him up. Are you the child's father?"

Although Ling Feng denied it just now, the middle-aged woman still looked at Ling Feng with suspicious eyes.

I can't help it. Xiao Linlin has always been very clever in the orphanage. Except that she is not gregarious, there is nothing else. Today is the first time she is so excited.

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