Chapter 1867

After all, he was too young and energetic, Feng Shaojin was so confident and arrogant, so arrogant that even Feng Yichen couldn't stand it anymore, "As long as any woman who is worthy of you, no one can stand your arrogant temper,

Second brother, I'm not cursing you, a person like you is really suitable for dying alone! "

On the second day, dawn broke.

Feng Shaojin's eye circles were a little dark, and she went downstairs fully dressed, sat on the sofa drinking the brewed coffee, picked up the newspaper in hand, and asked casually, "When did the young master come back last night?"

The servant replied respectfully: "The eldest young master has not returned all night."

"Didn't return all night?" Feng Shaojin put down the cup in his hand, walked to the window, looked at the light rain that started to fall outside, and frowned: "Tell the third young master to come downstairs."

With his coat open, Feng Yichen came down the stairs slowly, his eyes fell on Feng Shaojin's eye sockets, and he asked in surprise, "What's wrong? Did you not sleep well last night? The eye sockets are all black?"

Feng Shaojin was noncommittal, and sat back on the sofa again: "It was just a dream."

"What dream?" Feng Yichen's eyes were ablaze with gossip, and he stared at Feng Shaojin with malicious intent: "Second brother, you have been abstinent for twenty years, did you relapse in a dream last night?"

Feng Shaojin gave him a sharp look.

Feng Yichen directly ignored his warning, and pulled Feng Shaojin's sleeve coquettishly: "Second brother, tell me, what exactly did you dream about? Let me explain it to you.

If you don't say it, I will misunderstand you... Hehehe. "

Feng Shaojin glanced at him angrily, his voice was flat and emotionless: "I dreamed of a woman's back, she is extremely slim."

"And then?" Feng Yichen asked.

"When she turned around, there was a skeleton on her face." Feng Shaojin leaned on the sofa: "Please explain to me, what exactly do you mean?"

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Yichen withdrew his hand, buttoned his coat, and sighed: "Second brother, you are really hopeless. In your eyes, a beautiful face is a dry bone. It's too boring. Wait, it's just such a broken dream, it's worth your money." Didn't sleep well all night?"

Feng Shaojin remained silent.

Feng Yichen laughed again: "This dream is the opposite of reality. Maybe the exquisite woman in your dream turned around and turned out to be a stunning beauty."

The second brother is not far away from Qiao, so it depends on the charm of that woman, Feng Yichen thought gloatingly.

Feng Shaojin put down the teacup: "Brother didn't return all night, it rained suddenly last night, will his injury get worse?"

"It's fine if you don't get caught in the rain, don't worry."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound at the door, and the two looked up, and saw the guards helping the wet Feng Shaoqing back, Feng Yichen was startled, and rushed over, "How did this happen? Didn’t you go to find someone? Where’s the person?”

Before the guard could speak, Feng Shaoqing fell into Feng Shaojin's arms.

Feng Yichen quickly stretched out his hand to touch Feng Shaoqing's forehead, and when he felt his hand was hot, he was so frightened that he quickly helped him to the bedroom...

Feng Yichen took off Feng Shaoqing's shirt, seeing blood overflowing from the sutured wound again, staining the gauze red, he was a little mad.

After Feng Shaoqing's wound was treated again and the fluid was infused, Feng Yichen walked out of the bedroom.

Feng Shaojin was interrogating the guard: "Why is it raining?"

"Those who didn't see the appointment after waiting for most of the night went to the appointment, so the young master got out of the car and walked back and forth in that place, and we were not allowed to follow behind..."

"So, that person never came?"

"No, I didn't wait for anyone until dawn. In the end, that's it..."