When the brother and sister came to the next room, it was quiet. The door of the main room was open, but there was no one there.
"Uncle Zhong, aren't you at home?" He had just returned from Feng's house. Where else could he go so late?
Feng Ling shouted generously, but no one responded.
She had no choice but to call the man, but it was only then that Feng Ling realized that she didn't even know the man's name. "Uh, Master?!"
Feng Ling felt inexplicably embarrassed, aggrieved, and sad. Who would have thought that, after sleeping with her, she didn't even know her name.
This is how Feng Ling feels when she has the most intimate relationship with a stranger.
But no one responded to her, which was embarrassing. She was very friendly with others, but it seemed that they didn't want to pay attention to her.
"Not at home? Or something happened?" Feng Ming looked around suspiciously.
Feng Ling was shocked. No way? He was fine when he first got to the mountain, but there was something strange about the man's body. It was indeed an uncertain factor.
Could something have really happened? Feng Ling suddenly became worried and anxious, and the grievance in her heart disappeared without a trace, and she ran directly into the house.
But Feng Ming didn't follow him in. He wanted to go to the backyard to see if Zhong Bo was there.
The house next door is also three thatched houses, but it was renovated before we moved in.
It wasn't until Feng Ling entered that she discovered that the house, which looked old from the outside, was actually very clean and elegant inside, and all the furniture was top quality.
She looked around and even the door of Zhongbo's room was open, but there was no one inside.
There's none in the kitchen either.
Finally, only the largest master bedroom was left, and there was still a strong smell of medicine wafting from there.
He was injured? Feng Ling was anxious and ran to the bedroom in a hurry. "Are you okay..." The rest of the words were stuck.
The scene in front of her made Feng Ling stunned. The man had just stepped out of the bathtub. His long black hair was dripping with water, covering the area behind him.
Only his long, slender and powerful legs were exposed. He walked slowly to the clothes rack, picked up the clothes and put them on, then turned around to face Feng Ling.
"Does it look good?" His tone was lazy and low, but his eyes were red...
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