Chapter 489 (1/2)

Author: Filthy

The next day.

When Feng Yulin woke up, he was surrounded by a delicate fragrance. It was like the smell of flowers, just like the flowers he saw in his dreams… …

He got up from the bed and rubbed the s.p.a.ce between his eyebrows. He felt much better after a good night’s sleep.

It had been a long time since he had such a comfortable sleep.

Other than the fact that his little clothes and pants were making him feel a little uncomfortable, Feng Yulin felt a little uncomfortable.

He suddenly remembered what happened last night

He lowered his head to look at his legs. There were no longer any red marks on them, only a slight pain in his wrist.

He looked down and found some bruises.

Eyes a dim, last night he seemed to be Ling Jue Yin, but also by him a beating.

Feng Yulin mouth corner slightly raise, think now still have some interesting, that kid seems to be very happy.

He got out of bed, looked around his room, there is a bit of festive feeling, and this decoration pattern has a bit of wedding room feeling.

But the smell around here is Ling Jue’s… …

Kaboom

A soft sound of the door opening rang out. Ling Jue walked in. “You’re awake? ”

Feng Yulin nodded. Looking at Ling Jue’s ‘nothing happened’ expression, he suspected that he had been dreaming last night.

Ling Jue handed him the clothes that he had changed into last night. “I’ve washed your clothes and they’re dry. You can change them. ”

Feng Yulin took it and it smelled fresh… … The smell of laundry detergent …

“Did you wash these by hand? ” Feng Yulin held the clothes in his arms and smiled.

Ling Jue’s lips twitched. “There’s a was.h.i.+ng machine. ”

What he meant was, why would I wash them by hand if there’s a was.h.i.+ng machine.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Feng Yulin’s eyes. If it was hand-washed, he would not be able to bear to wear it… …

“Hurry up and change and come out for dinner. ” Ling Jue glanced at him indifferently before she turned around and left the room, closing the door for him.

Feng Yulin’s lips curled into a smile. This was great. It would be great if the way he interacted with Ling Jue was always like this.