Chapter 277

Broken,

White professional skirt suit,

Dirty,

At this moment, Qin Shi was like a white cat who had gotten what she wanted,

Letting Qin Feng tease her however he pleased,

Occasionally blushing and curling up to avoid him,

But,

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The hidden surprise and delight in Qin Shi's eyes,

Still betrayed her!

More than an hour later,

Qin Feng heard the prompt sound in his mind again,

"Ding! One seed planted, reward: a Pagani Huayra Wind Child."

"Another car?"

Qin Feng smiled faintly: "Looks like I'll need to buy more parking spots."

Originally, the house Qin Feng rented from Song Qian came with a parking spot, where he parked the Kulinan,

Then the system-rewarded large-floor apartment also had a parking spot, so Qin Feng moved the Poison there.

Now he'd gotten another Wind Child,

So he had to park it temporarily until he got another spot.

Qin Feng was thinking about parking spots,

While Qin Shi staggered to her feet,

Saw her clothes were already torn,

Qin Shi directly opened Qin Feng's wardrobe,

Picked a white T-shirt and pulled it on,

Then turned to look at Qin Feng,

Blushing, she spat out two words: "Bad man!"

Then,

Qin Shi turned around, said nothing, opened the door, and left.

After Qin Shi left,

Qin Feng had no intention of chasing after her,

He knew Qin Shi's personality—chasing her now would only make her resent him.

So,

Qin Feng walked straight into the bathroom, took a casual shower,

Then returned to his room and fell into a deep sleep.

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The next morning,

Song Qian unexpectedly didn't bring breakfast over,

But instead, early on, he took Luo Nian and Luo Le to the mall,

To discuss what items to buy for the daycare center.

Indeed,

Once Song Qian got busy, she would completely ignore herself and Qiao Yingzi,

And Qin Feng found himself oddly unsettled.

So,

Qin Feng, wearing pajamas, knocked on the Gebide Sect door,

A few minutes later,

Liang Youan, also in pajamas, limped open the door,

Looked at Qin Feng with utter exasperation: "Big brother, what are you doing? Can't you let me sleep?!"

"No."

Qin Feng chuckled: "Liang Youan, I'm the man you'll never, ever get!"

"…"

Liang Youan held her breath,

Then helplessly said: "Qin Feng, what do you actually want? Last night was noisy enough, and now Song Qian dragged Luo Nian off first thing in the morning…"

"Are you all demons?"

"Something like that."

Qin Feng nodded with a smile, glancing past Liang Youan at their dining table: "So Luo Nian didn't leave you breakfast?"

"No!"

Liang Youan was on the verge of tears: "She even called me lazy for sleeping in! My god, it's only 7:32 a. m.!"

"Alright, alright, go back to sleep."

Qin Feng pressed his hand against Liang Youan's face and pushed her back inside,

Then returned home,

Changed clothes, put on shoes, and walked out quickly,

then sent Zhu Yun a WeChat message: "Zhu Yun, have you had breakfast?"

"Yes, I'm studying in the library right now. Have you reached school?"

Zhu Yun replied very quickly.

"Alright."

Qin Feng helplessly shook his head,

Zhu Yun has already eaten breakfast,

so his own breakfast was definitely out of the question,

he helplessly shook his head and sighed,

Qin Feng stepped toward the elevator,

but at that moment,

the door behind him suddenly opened,

Liang Youan, with messy hair, took out a breakfast bag,

and handed it to Qin Feng with sleepy eyes: "Here, your breakfast!"

"Hm?"

Qin Feng took the breakfast bag and found it contained three slices of toast with peanut butter, plus a clearly freshly washed apple and peach,

seeing that the peach had been washed but not peeled,

Qin Feng asked with some disgust: "Liang Youan, how can you not peel the peach?"

"Qin Feng, that's enough!"

Liang Youan's sleepy eyes suddenly widened round,

and she shouted at Qin Feng: "It's already great that I made you breakfast; don't be so picky! Or I'll eat you!"

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Liang Youan directly fly into a rage,

Qin Feng laughed heartily and walked briskly toward the elevator with a joyful mood...

... Corpse.