"He has changed! He has changed!"

After recovery, Su Yong looked at the direction of Lin Zifeng's departure and kept muttering.

There was endless fear in his deep eyes, as if Lin Zifeng's changes were completely beyond his imagination.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Su Ni became a little scared.

"I'm fine." Su Yong was angry but not strong.

"Father, can you tell me whether you have known each other before?" Su Ni asked.

After the recovery, Su Yong just looked at Su Ni, and after a long time.

Then he stood up, stared at the distant sky, with deep eyes and said lightly: "We had already met two years ago."

"Two years ago?" Su Ni's heart couldn't help but hop a few times.

"Two years ago, there was an unprecedented drug deal on the border. At that time, the superiors strongly asked us to crack this shocking drug deal in the shortest time, but that time, our border wolf dispatched all the manpower, but unfortunately, nothing was found in the end. It was not until we met the god of death that that scene happened..."

Speaking of this, Su Yong seemed reluctant to mention the two-year incident.

However, Su Ni had already guessed a little secret.

My father became a regular two years ago and had been serving on the border to guard the motherland.

He is known as the wolf on the border, but after that meritorious service, his father was praised by the superiors and was transferred to Zhonghai City...

Suni knows all these, but in the past two years, he has never heard his father talk about the God of Death, let alone what happened two years ago.

Until today, he was revealed.

"Okay, I'm tired. You will always know something you can know. What you shouldn't know is not necessarily a good thing to tell you." Su Yong sighed, his eyes were dull, and he was obviously defeated by the God of Death again, and he was unwilling to accept it. But what's the use of unwillingness?

This is the reality, I lost back then.

Still losing now...

...

It was not until late at night that Lin Zifeng returned home with his tired body.

At this time, Nangong Bing was leaning against the sofa, eating fruits and tasting the coffee in his hand, and looking at the laptop without blinking.

Lin Zifeng was already tired enough today and was not going to bother her.

But the evil meat dumpling suddenly stood up and saw Lin Zifeng entering the door. The ****er lay down again.

"Are you back?" Nangong Bingtou greeted him without replying.

"Yeah, I'm back." Lin Zifeng nodded. Seeing that Nangong Bing had no bird himself, he ran over without shame.

"Have you eaten?" At this time, Nangong Bing, who had been lying on the sofa, suddenly asked with concern.

Oh? Lin Zifeng raised his sword eyebrows slightly.

When did Lao Fu treat himself so well? He even asked himself if he had a meal? This is really a rare thing.

"Ahem..."

It was actually a new thing that Lao Fu personally greeted her if she had a meal. If she didn't express her feelings, wouldn't she be too sorry for her and her good deeds?

So this guy coughed twice, and walked to Nangong Bing with the act of being your husband, put his hands on his waist and said, "No."

It is rare that Nangong Bing is willing to ask him if he has a meal this time. If he doesn’t enjoy it well, he may not have this opportunity in the future.

"Oh, I didn't eat it either. Come on, I'll give you money, go buy two hamburgers." Nangong Bing's beautiful round eyes were still looking at the computer.

"I'll buy it?"

"Well, by the way, I'll ask me a glass of Coke. It's a constant temperature and don't add ice." Nangong Bing nodded.

"Hey, hey! Nangong Bing, are you kidding me? You asked me if I had a meal in the middle of the night, and I really acted like my slave to do anything?"

He was very excited, but now he was in vain for so long.

"Is there any problem? I'll give you money." Nangong Bing slowly raised his head, his eyes were a little cold, and he asked with some disdain.

"Save it, I'm not hungry at night, I'm full of drinking in the northwest wind." Lin Zifeng waved his hand directly. Even if the Clay Buddha was still angry, wouldn't he be so funny?

Looking at Lin Zifeng's departure back, Nangong Bing didn't say much, but sighed. Looking at the video copied by someone in the morning on the computer, Nangong Bing's heart not only moved again.

Compared with the bronze masked man, this guy is simply not on the same level.

...

That night, Lin Zifeng lay quietly on the bed and thought about many problems. At the same time, he also imagined his own future.

However, every time he recalls memories from five years ago, his heart feels as uncomfortable as having a needle.

I kept turning on the bed for a long time.

He was restless and couldn't sleep at all.

Touching the black ancient bracelet on his wrist, he still hasn't figured out what kind of huge secret it contains?

The next morning, Nangong Bing still got up much earlier than him.

There is a delicious breakfast right off the floor, and this kind of day is really good.

"Are you going to work today?" At the dining table, Nangong Bing was wearing plain clothes, and the classical long skirt underneath was a standard candidate for all men's dream lovers.

"Today, there is something going on in the school today. Huahua asked me to go there early in the morning. I'll see it in two days. Two days." Lin Zifeng hurriedly called.

"You said you are a big man who is doing nothing all day long. Do you think this is good?" At the dining table, Nangong Bing tore the bread and gave it to his mouth piece by piece. Although his tone was calm, it sounded like a strange smell in Lin Zifeng's ears.

"What? I'm too idle with my boss, I'm going to change me to a good match?" Lin Zifeng's eyes lit up.

"I don't mean that. I just want to say, Lin Zifeng, with your ability, if you are willing to work hard, your achievements will definitely not be much smaller than mine. I just don't want to see you doing nothing every day."

"Isn't you still there? With your wife like you, I'm still fighting for a lot of money! Even if we struggle for ten lifetimes, I can't make so much money. Besides, I don't have the ability, right?" Lin Zifeng quickly picked up the milk on the dining table and deliberately pleased him to add a cup to Nangong Bing.

"Okay, if you talk too much to Niu, you can't listen." Nangong Bing shook his head helplessly and chatted with this guy. That was purely uncomfortable.

Have you ever seen a prostitute who asked a prostitute to be a good person?

It's just a fucking talk...

"Okay, I'm full." Nangong Bing looked at his watch, and the time was almost done.

"The boss, eat more. If you eat so little, how can you grow up? Look, you will lose weight."

Lin Zifeng stood up kindly, took out a piece of bread that had just been coated with cream and sent it to Nangong Bing.

Although the words are very pleasant.

But the guy's eyes couldn't help but slowly crawl into Nangong Bing's beautiful and slender thighs.

Tsk tsk! Our wife is our wife, and her legs alone are much better-looking than ordinary women. Look, I can even masturbate just by looking at her legs.
Chapter completed!