Chapter 113 (1/2)

The car continues to drive in the direction of Fengjia, and Lin's thoughts become more confused. The man's words remind her of the past, the past that she suffered from bullying.

Yeah, why was she so bullying at that time? In the future, if anyone dares to bully herself like that, she will not agree.

Outside the living room of Feng's family, a domineering sedan car stopped at the door. Feng Yu's car drove around into the garage, and his eyebrows slightly twisted: "Leng Yaochen has come so early?"

Lin Xiangxiang went back to see the car. Is it Leng Yaochen's?

It's not dark yet. He's so early.

Park the car in the garage, Feng Yu gets off the car first, but Lin is in a very bad mood.

Forget it, she can't shrink back at this step. She has to see if Leng Yaochen will tell the story today.

Feng Yu was waiting for her at the gate of the garage. As soon as she came, his big palm naturally held her little hand and went to the living room together.

Stepping into the living room, I saw a noble man on the sofa holding a magazine. There was a cup of hot tea on the table, waiting for his master leisurely.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Leng Yaochen raised his head and saw Feng Yu leading Lin missing. His eyes were dim.

"Come here so early today? I miss my dinner? " Feng Yu amused him with a smile.

Leng Yaochen also replied with a smile: "no, who makes your dishes so delicious?"

One side of Miss Lin, imagination suddenly rich for a while, cold Yaochen words, why let her listen to creepy?

"Miss, say hello to lengshao." Feng Yu side Mou, congeals own small wife, softly opens a mouth.

"Hello, lengshao!" Lin miss down the inner uneasiness, generous toward Leng Yaochen smile.

Cold Yao Chen also a pair of indifferent and polite attitude: "Hello!"

With Leng Yaochen's estrangement, the atmosphere in the living room was a little dull.

"Go and play tennis with me. I haven't found anyone to practice for a while." Feng Yu suddenly proposed.

"Well, I want to play, too!" Anyway, it's still some time before dinner, and Leng Yaochen doesn't want to be idle, because when he's free, his brain will unconsciously think about the woman who wants to draw a clear line with himself.

Two people went upstairs to change a set of sportswear, instant leisure a lot.

"Miss, you also come together!" Feng Yu suddenly stops Lin Xiangxiang who is going upstairs.

Lin mei'er said, "I'm a little tired today. I want to take a bath first Take a break

"You go!" Feng Yu doesn't force her, but Leng Yaochen stares at Lin missing with ulterior motives.

This woman is trying to avoid him.

Lin Xiangxiang naturally understood Leng Yaochen's cold stare, but she didn't care about anything now. Anyway, she tried to keep a distance from Leng Yaochen.

While Lin was taking a bath, there was a storm on the tennis court.

Leng Yaochen's ball hit Feng Yu's face hard, which made his beautiful face red and swollen instantly.

When the ball rolled down, both of them were stunned. Leng Yaochen was shocked by his fierce strength and almost couldn't hold the racket.

"Feng Yu, are you ok?" Leng Yaochen ran to see the place where Feng Yu left Jun's face was hit by the ball. It was as if he had been hit by a punch, and it immediately became red.

Feng Yu's expression is a little stiff. Obviously, he didn't expect to play well. Leng Yaochen gave him such a tricky ball as gunpowder. For a moment, he shook his mind and won.

"Pain in the face!" Feng Yu wanted to pretend to be relaxed, but his face really hurt.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Leng Yaochen was deeply ashamed of his extreme behavior. In fact, he didn't like himself out of control like this. But just now, he was possessed by a magic in his mind. When he thought of the woman's escape, he didn't control the anger.

"It's OK. I know you didn't mean to." Feng Yu laughed lightly, then rubbed his face: "it seems that I have to go back to apply medicine first."

"Well, go and get the medicine!" Leng Yaochen was also worried that the wound would hurt Feng Yu.

They took the racket and went back to the living room. Feng Yu went upstairs directly.

Leng Yaochen sat on the sofa, feeling extremely depressed.

Lin Xiangxiang had just taken a beautiful hot bath. As he came out with his long hair, he saw Feng Yu coming in from the door.

Under the bright light, the left side of the man's face is obviously affected.

"Feng Yu, what happened to your face?" Miss Lin Mei Mou a lift, saw, hurried to run past, small hand instinctively pinch his handsome face son to examine carefully: "Leng Yaochen hit you?"

Seeing the scar, Lin missed his heart. His first thought was cold Yaochen.

"It wasn't him. It was the ball." Feng Yu's eyes were deep and focused on the small face in front of him. The pain on his face seemed to decrease suddenly.

Is she worried about herself?"It's all swollen. You have to wipe some medicine quickly." Lin Xiangxiang heard that it was the ball that hurt him. He frowned and said, "how can you be so careless in playing?"

"Leng Yaochen didn't mean it. It's hard to avoid injury when he plays." Feng Yu raised his mouth and began to laugh.