Chapter 855

Dong Wenfeng, who has been practicing the nine gods' body protection skills for one night, can gradually master them, but there is also instrument theory, perhaps his own knowledge is shallow, so he can't think of the connotation after thinking about it all night.

Anyway, Dong Wenfeng comforted himself for a long time.

Old song, the driver, came out of the kitchen with a large bowl of spinach and pig liver soup in his hand. Looking at the fatigue of Dong Wenfeng's face, old song said painfully: "young master, come and drink the soup and replenish blood."

Lao song, the driver, has made great contributions to rescuing Xiaomeng since the last time, and Dong Wenfeng also sees that he is sincere and honest. Although there is no big culture, they know more than others. So Dong Wenfeng specially asked him to take care of his daily life, and his salary was three times that of the original. This time, Lao song was so frightened that he refused to agree. He insisted on going back to drive, for fear that it was Dong Wenfeng's plot. Unexpectedly, Dong Wenfeng asked Lao song to obey his orders in Hechuan.

Sure enough, old song tried for a few days and found that Dong Wenfeng didn't deceive him, but he was afraid that he would get too high a salary and others would secretly scold him, so he worked hard and started the job of nanny. He prepared breakfast for Dong Wenfeng and Murong early in the morning.

Ye Fan blinked, probably because he just woke up, so his eyes were a little uncomfortable. He glanced at the kind old song and said, "old song, thank you!"

Drinking delicious soup, Dong Wenfeng really felt the warmth of his home. It may be because he lost his parents since childhood, so he longed for this feeling of fatherly love.

Watching the young master drink his own soup mouthful by mouthful, Lao song showed a satisfied smile. He has no children under his knees. He didn't have a daughter until he was middle-aged. He is now a freshman at Hechuan University. So he longed for a son all his life, but I don't know why he always regarded Dong Wenfeng as his son.

Murong came down from upstairs and saw Dong Wenfeng drinking soup. His face was happy. He soon came to Dong Wenfeng and sat down gently. Then he leaned against Dong Wenfeng's arms and said in a charming voice, "husband, what are you drinking?" since Murong and Dong Wenfeng had a further emotional foundation, their names became intimate.

"Look, would you like to try?" Dong Wenfeng held Murong in his arms and gently rubbed Murong's hair. Such an intimate move should avoid outsiders. Perhaps they had already stopped treating Lao song as an outsider.

But Lao song put down the spinach and pig liver soup very knowingly, and then left with a smile.

Murong didn't refuse because he didn't like the sundries in these pigs, but fed them to Dong Wenfeng personally. At the same time, a few days ago, because of her injury, she had fed a lot of tonic soup in her stomach. She had long been tired and hated these tonic soup.

Dong Wenfeng drank the last bite in the soup bowl. He thought these people were staying in the hotel in Hechuan with Murong. Needless to say, Murong can't stand it. He doesn't want to stay any longer, but he didn't mention it when he saw Murong a few days ago. He already had an idea. It's better to go shopping in the streets of Hechuan!

After all, Dong Wenfeng has been in Hechuan for almost more than a month. He hasn't really strolled around the bustling streets of Hechuan, and he's with a beautiful woman in the painting with excellent appearance.

Dong Wenfeng deliberately provoked Murong's attraction. He pretended to cough twice and said, "in order to show that you can recover safely, I decided..."

Dong Wenfeng just said the word "decision". Murong quickly responded and in a twinkling of an eye, he gathered around Dong Wenfeng from the living room. The speed was so agile that Dong Wenfeng was stunned with his mouth open. For a moment, I didn't know where to start.

Murong blinked her beautiful big eyes and looked at Dong Wenfeng with longing in her eyes. She deliberately paused her voice and said angrily in a sweet and greasy voice: "husband, what did you say to decide? I haven't heard clearly..."

Dong Wenfeng gently pinched Murong's mouth in his hand, then deliberately stimulated her and said, "I've decided..."

"What do you decide?" Murong had guessed Dong Wenfeng's trick. She simply came straight to the point, pinched Dong Wenfeng's thigh with her last bit of power, and then said the five words word by word in a forced tone.

"Wife, spare your life! I've decided to take you to Hechuan today. What do you say?" Dong Wenfeng was obviously frightened by Murong's torture. It seems that he didn't dare to marry Murong, a ghost girl, or he would have his own good fruit to eat.

"Yeah!"

Dong Wenfeng turned his eyes. The speed of change was even faster than that of Sichuan Opera. When he reacted, Murong had already gone up the stairs. At the moment, he must be trying to decide which clothes to wear.

That's what women are.

Dong Wenfeng sighed. Lao song came to collect the bowl at the moment. Dong Wenfeng specially asked Lao song to take a day off today and drive around by himself. Lao song naturally knew that young master Dong was going to take his young grandmother out for sightseeing. Naturally, he was embarrassed to follow, so he didn't have much reluctance. He said to pay attention to safety and left.

Look at the clock. It's already 10:45 at the moment. Murong, the ghost girl, has been upstairs dressing up for more than half an hour and hasn't come down yet. I don't know what's going on with her.

Dong Wenfeng was really worried. If he had known that Murong needed such a long preparation time, he might as well look at the skyscrapers near the hotel!

After smoking three cigarettes, he couldn't help running upstairs. As soon as he entered the door of the room, he saw a beautiful, pure and shy girl looking in the mirror. It was Murong naturally. Dong Wenfeng seemed to see her for the first time. The glittering and translucent snow muscle jade skin was glittering with an ivory halo, and the soft snow-white skin was as gentle as a lotus and snow lotus. The gorgeous and beautiful Fang dimple is as red as fire, the pure and beautiful eyes with thousands of customs are shy and closed, the dark and long eyelashes tightly cover the water cutting autumn pupils, and a pair of soft, muddy and round thin cut fragrant shoulders under the white, fair and beautiful straight jade neck. Dong Wenfeng looks demented. Maybe Murong today is the first person he met. The beauty in the painting really came out of the painting.

Today's Murong wears a flawless white dress with a blue belt wrapped around Murong's slim waist. High heels are specially made by French famous brands. She doesn't have any decorations. If she wants to count one, she has an ordinary watch in her hand.

This old watch was left to her by Murong's mother. She has kept it since childhood. Today's exquisite her body is spotless, but this old watch seems out of place. It can be seen that she likes this old watch very much.