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Chapter 392

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    Zhou Feiran was not suspicious either. He scratched the back of his head and said in a daze, "Maybe it's a dream, but it's a bit realistic."

    Wu San continued to laugh dryly, and seeing that Zhou Feiran was not suspicious, he boldly asked, "Master, did you see a woman or a man?"

    Just as Zhou Feiran was about to answer, he reacted instantly and stared at Wu San.

    Wu San thought that Zhou Feiran couldn't turn the corner, so he asked another way, "Thenis it male or female?"

    Zhou Feiran's face darkened, and he kicked up directly, "Are you the father's mother?!"

    This kick was still exhausted, Wu San tilted his body, took a few steps back, and sat down on the ground again, clutching his kicked abdomen, his face full of grievances.

    "Of course the small one is male! No! What male? The small one is a man, no, the small one is asking if the one who kissed the young master is a man or a woman?"

    Zhou Feiran pointed to his forehead, furious, "Of course it's a woman! Who would let a man kiss you? Have you ever dreamed that a man kissed you?!"

    Wu San curled his lips, grinning his teeth in pain, terribly aggrieved, "Who knows? It's not a small dream. If a small one dreams, there will be more than one woman!"

    Zhou Feiran choked, rolled Wu San's eyes, and said two words coldly, "Superficial!"

    Wu San saw that Zhou Feiran's complexion was not good, so he leaned forward eagerly, and said with a smile, "Small ones are superficial, but the young master, have you seen what the girl looks like?"

    Zhou Feiran frowned, thinking about it carefully, it was very blurry, Yingying Yueyue saw a figure, only remembering long hair fluttering, a pair of eyes full of tenderness, and a little familiar.

    "No, I slept so badly that I couldn't remember clearly when I woke up."

    The stone in Wu San's heart was completely put down, and his whole body relaxed. He quickly packed up the bowls and chopsticks, and got up, "The young master rests first, and the young one sends the bowls and chopsticks back."

    Zhou Feiran let out a "hmm" and lay down again.  Rubbing my forehead to help me sleep, although the pain has relieved a lot, it is still aching.

    In the small courtyard separated by a wall, Lin Huan and Xiaohuan were still anxiously waiting for Wu San to come back to respond to the situation.

    Xiaohuan stood at the entrance of the courtyard, looking eagerly at Zhou Feiran's courtyard. After looking at it for a while, she felt lost, and then looked over there excitedly, then lost again, then excited again  .

    In contrast, Lin Huan, who was sitting in the yard reading a book, was not much better than Xiaohuan. He hardly turned a few pages of a book, and his eyes followed Xiaohuan to the next yard, feeling extremely anxious.

    When he entered the room, he was sleeping soundly. He was very quiet. Compared with the way he treated her coldly, he was very cute when he was asleep. He was naturally beautiful and did not speak when he was asleep.

    Even more handsome, like a white-faced scholar, but Lin Huan didn't care if he was a scholar, but when he saw him, he felt joyful, and his little heart pounded.  Everyone tensed up.

    It was obvious that there were only about ten steps from the door to his bed, but Lin Huan abruptly took a hundred or so steps, taking every step carefully, for fear of waking up the sleeping Zhou Feiran.  When he arrived at the side of the bed, he slowly sat on the side, staring at his peaceful sleeping face, staring at him, lost in thought.

    His mind was blank, only Zhou Feiran's appearance when he was in deep sleep, his eyebrows and eyes, as if using a pen, stained with some ink, and then drew in his mind, the strokes of the pen were gentle, and the person was also delicate and agile.

    The surrounding area was extremely quiet, and only Zhou Feiran's regular, shallow breathing, and Lin Huan's intense heartbeat could be heard, and the two intertwined together, making Lin Huan's brain so hot that he kissed him directly.

    This is the most daring and outrageous thing she has done in more than ten years!

    Thinking of that quiet, superficial kiss, Lin Huan's face became as red as fire, scorching hot.  Almost steamed her.

    "Miss! Miss!"

    Xiaohuan waited anxiously at the door, so she turned back.  Unexpectedly, seeing Lin Huan like this, he suppressed his smile and asked casually, "Miss, what are you thinking about?"

    With the first cry, Lin Huan woke up, and at the second sentence, Lin Huan blushed, which was no exaggeration compared to the sun's.

    Seeing that Lin Huan's face turned even redder, Xiaohuan knew that she had guessed correctly, and smiled, "Miss, are you thinking about the young master?"

    Lin Huan looked away unnaturally, "Nono, don't talk nonsense."

    "The servant is not talking nonsense."

    Xiaohuan giggled, "If you didn't miss the young master, how could you be so popular?"

    Lin Huan said nothing,Covering his own face, shy.

    Xiaohuan didn't want to let go of the opportunity to joke and gossip, and continued to ask, "Miss just entered the young master's room alone, what did you do? Is there anything interesting? For example"

    Without waiting for Xiaohuan to guess, Lin Huan denied it, "No! Nothing! Don't think about it, how old are you? What do you think about all day long?"

    Xiaohuan sticks out her tongue, "This servant is not young anymore, this servant is not delusional, it's just yes, it's just a bold guess."

    "Miss"

    Pulling Lin Huan's sleeves, muttering, swaying from side to side coquettishly, "Say it, just talk I promise you will never say anything, never mention it."

    Lin Huan couldn't help being acted like a baby by Xiaohuan, but he couldn't tell the truth about the shyness inside, so he had to change the subject.

    "I don't know if your young master is awake? Did you drink the hangover soup? Why hasn't Wu San come over yet?"

    Xiaohuan curled her lips in frustration, but she didn't ask any more questions, so she followed Lin Huan's words.

    "It should be soon, it's almost evening in a blink of an eye, and I should be waking up soon."

    Lin Huan looked at the door and waited anxiously, "I hope, I don't know if he likes to drink it, but how did you taste it? Is it the habit of Chang'an people to drink it? Is the taste just right?"

    Xiaohuan sighed. Lin Huan didn't know how many times she had asked her this question, but she still patiently answered, "The taste is very good, and the habit of drinking is just right, Miss, you can relax."  Take it easy, the young master will definitely like it."

    Lin Huan relaxed slightly, still twisting the hem of his clothes, "I hope!"

    "Miss Lin! Xiaohuan!"

    Following the yelling, Wu Sanfeng rushed into Lin Huan's yard like the wind, holding the bowl and chopsticks on the phone, his face full of excitement.

    Seeing Wu San approaching, Lin Huan and Xiaohuan also became excited, they stood up vigorously, watched eagerly, waiting for a reply.

    "Why did you come here?!

    Xiaohuan slapped Wu San in dissatisfaction, full of complaints.

    Wu San groaned, dodged, and explained, "Young master just woke up? If you don't wake up, the little one will come here at flying speed!" (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com  com
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