It's getting dark outside. Xiao Feng is sitting on the sofa, staring at Zhang Xue. The little girl's face was covered with tears. She stared at the water cup on the tea table with a wooden expression and didn't speak.

　　Xiao Feng gently rubs his temples and slowly closes his eyes. All day long, I was busy about Chunchun's burial. After returning from the cemetery, he rewarded the three armies. After all, it's not like asking people to leave on an empty stomach if they come to help.

　　"Brother Feng, let's have a cup of tea for drinking." Lin Lin came out of the kitchen with a cup of steaming tea. This is the antidote tea she specially brewed for Xiao Feng.

　　On the occasion, Xiao Feng drank a lot of wine today. In addition, he was not very comfortable. Naturally, he was drunk and his head was aching.

　　Xiao Feng opened his eyes and smiled: "thank you, little girl." Talking, drinking wine and tea, he leaned back on the sofa and prepared to have a rest.

　　A pair of cold and slightly trembling hands pressed on his temples and gently rubbed them. Xiao Feng tilted his head slightly and almost cried out.

　　Without opening his eyes, Xiao Feng knew who these little hands belonged to. There was no one but Lin Lin. Zhang Xue? Forget it. I guess she has the intention to kill herself now. In her heart, she always thought that she had killed her sister.

　　Maybe he was too tired. Under the gentle touch and massage of Lin Lin Lin's small hand, Xiao Feng slept slowly. In the dream, Chunchun looks at Xiao Feng with a smile on her face in her white clothes.

　　"Han Shuang, I'm the first!" The roar of Fire Dance rang out at the door.

　　"Why?!" Han Shuang's voice is extremely cold.

　　Lin Lin looked at Xiao Feng, who was sleeping, took his hands back from his head, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and walked quickly to the door.

　　In recent days, the conflict between Han Shuang and Huowu has become increasingly fierce. When one of them holds food with chopsticks, the other will knock the food off for the other. Brother Feng is sleeping now. Don't let them disturb him.

　　"Shh, you two are quarrelling. Brother Feng is having a rest." Lin Lin held their hands and let them in one by one.

　　"Brother Feng is back? I bought some soup dumplings. Let him get up and eat them." Huowu said something and raised the soup bag in her hand.

　　The three of them came to the living room. Xiao Feng's ears moved, and he ignored them. He closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

　　"Hey, who is this? The new tenant?" Fire Dance saw Zhang Xue sitting on the sofa at a glance, put down the soup bag and asked.

　　Lin Lin didn't know how to explain, so she could only nod her head and say, "well, new tenant."

　　"Sister, what's your name? My name is fire dance." Fire dance is very familiar with the introduction, pointing to the soup dumplings: "eat dumplings."

　　Zhang Xue looked up at Huowu and Han Shuang, her face became colder, and she lowered her head without speaking.

　　Huowu is slightly upset when she sees Zhang Xue ignoring her. She is just about to speak when the harsh phone rings. Staring at Zhang Xue, Huowu picked up the phone: "Hey, who is it? Talk about something. Hang up if you have nothing!" Zhang Xue's disregard for her is making her unhappy, so she is not angry with the people on the phone.

　　"..." the other end of the phone fell into a brief silence, as if frightened by the fire dance.

　　Huowu holds up the phone: "fuck, do you talk? I'll hang up if you don't talk!"

　　"Who are you?! I'm Ding Ding. Let that bastard Xiao Feng answer my phone!" At the other end of the phone, an angry voice suddenly rang out.

　　Huowu is even angrier than herself when she hears the tone of the other party: "Damn, I don't care if you are a nail or a pair of pliers! Are you feeling empty and lonely at night? Do you want to find brother Feng to relieve your loneliness?! if you are lonely, find a jack and hold it by yourself! The guy who wants to use brother Feng should make an appointment half a month in advance. There is a woman named Han Shuang waiting for brother Feng to fuck her tonight!"

　　"There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

　　Han Shuang's face was livid and he suddenly patted the table: "fire dance, what do you mean?!"

　　"Let Xiao Feng answer the phone immediately!!!" Almost at the same time, a roar came from the receiver.

　　Xiao Feng scolded in his heart and woke up at once. He knew that if he didn't show up again, the meeting would not end well. After all, if we all live under the same roof, harmony can make us sleep... Well, harmony can make us rich.

　　"Cough, don't make any noise. Who's calling, Wu er?" Xiao Feng rubbed his head and sat up straight.

　　"I don't know which psychopath is called. It seems to be a nail or a ding ding." The fire dance "snapped" and dropped the phone, but pulled out the phone line. He stared at Han Shuang angrily, ready to fight Han Shuang in an all-round way.

　　Xiao Feng suddenly feels more headache and stares at Huowu: "is that Ding Ding calling?"

　　"Yes, that woman's name is Dingding. Brother Feng, she still calls you son of a bitch on the phone." Huowu said to Xiao Feng. At this moment, she desperately needs strong allies. In this villa, Xiao Feng is naturally the most powerful ally.

　　Xiao Feng patted his forehead. It was over. There was no fire in the paper. Dingding finally found out! I don't know when Tintin's little universe will explode!

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　　"Brother Feng, if she doesn't pay the rent, I'll kick her out." Huowu's huge chest rubbed against Xiao Feng's arm and said coquettishly.

　　Xiao Feng felt the softness of his arms, and couldn't help but glance at Huowu's chest. At the same time, he thought to himself, "Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, this is brother Huotian's sister. Don't you also regard her as your sister?"! You can't watch it. If you want to watch it, you should also watch Han Shuang! His eyes moved away from Huowu's chest and looked at Han Shuang. Zizi, it seems that Han Shuang's milk is not as big as Huowu's.

　　Han Shuang sneered: "you want to drive me away? Ask me about my gun!"

　　"Cough, OK, don't make any noise. Ouch, Wuer bought steamed stuffed buns? Come on, eat steamed stuffed buns. Come and eat steamed stuffed buns." Xiao Feng's head hurts even more when he hears that Han Shuang is going to pull out his gun again. Why does this woman like to draw her gun so often?!

　　After Xiao Feng's mediation and Lin Lin's persuasion, Han Shuang and Huowu sit on the sofa.

　　Xiao Feng opened the plastic bag and said, "come on, let's cushion it first. I'll invite you out to dinner later."

　　Huowu glares at Han Shuang, picks up the steamed stuffed bun and bites it hard. Judging from her appearance, it seems that she mistook the steamed bun in her hand for Han Shuang.

　　The soup drips out of Huowu's mouth. Xiao Feng can't help but think again. If the soup is milky white... Gaga, damn it, how can you think about it! Xiao Feng quickly shakes his head and starts eating steamed stuffed bun.

　　"Xiaoxue, have a steamed bun." Lin Lin picked up a soup bag and handed it to Zhang Xue.

　　Zhang Xue glanced at Lin Lin: "don't call me 'Xiao Xue'. This title belongs to my sister." With that, his eyes swept several people at once, and he stood up and went upstairs.

　　"Damn, who is this little girl? So arrogant? You want a tenant like brother Feng? Although she looks pure and looks like a Laurie, you can see her virtue." Huowu and Lin Lin Lin have a good relationship. Of course, we should feel sorry for Lin Lin.

　　Xiao Feng sighs that it's over. The fire dance and Han Shuang in the villa were enough to make him headache. Now there is another Zhang Xue who is not good to anyone. I'm afraid she will have a hard time in the future.

　　"Wuer, it's all right, hehe. Zhang Xue is in a bad mood. I don't blame her." Lin Lin smiles, shakes her head and takes a bite of the soup.

　　"Xiao Feng, is this Zhang Xue still a minor? I didn't expect that you wouldn't let go of even children! Be careful, don't let me know that you have other thoughts! Otherwise, I will send you to prison!" Han Shuang glared at Xiao Feng and went upstairs without looking back.

　　Xiao Feng was speechless and didn't explain. He picked up the steamed buns on the table and bit them one by one.

　　Under such circumstances, eating out will naturally die. Xiao Feng chased Huowu back to his room and kissed Lin Lin for a while before returning to his room.

　　Lying in bed, Xiao Feng suddenly remembered an important thing. I was so busy today that I forgot about the two female stars. Looking at the time, I wanted to go out to find a female star to shoot, but I was too tired to move. Make a phone call to let the female star provide door-to-door service? It seems like a good idea, but Xiao Feng is worried that there are still female tenants in the villa. What will they think of themselves? Alas, what a tangle!

　　In this tangle, Xiao Feng slowly fell asleep

　　Just as Xiao Fengmeng pulls out Bai Jingjing's clothes and admires the beautiful body of Bai Jingjing, the mobile phone rings.

　　"Brother Feng, someone came to school to find you. His name is Zhuge Xin!" The sound of the demon knife rang out slowly.

　　Xiao Feng casually agrees and is ready to hang up and continue shooting. The next second, Xiao Feng woke up: "who?"

　　"ZHUGE Xin!"

　　"I'll be right there!" Xiao Feng is no longer sleepy, hangs up the phone, cleans up in a hurry, and drives straight to school.

　　On the playground of a school in the western suburbs, two young people who are equally handsome and evil face each other.

　　The young man with a Epiphyllum tattooed on his face in the South slowly put his mobile phone away: "OK, brother Feng will come to see you soon." Behind him stood a seductive woman and several topless men.

　　The young man in the north, with a wicked smile on his lips, nodded: "can you tell me your name?"

　　"Magic knife." The magic knife raised its hand and gently stroked the Epiphyllum on his face. His mouth was also hung with a wicked smile, and his eyes were full of war.

　　Zhuge Xin narrowed his eyes. He could clearly feel that the spirit of the demon knife had locked him down. It seemed that the young man named "demon knife" wanted to fight him.

　　"Are you Xiao Feng's right-hand man?" Zhuge Xin took out his cigarette, lit it, and spit out a cigarette ring. "If you are, I don't mind taking off one of his arms."

　　Why is this young man's smoking behavior so similar to brother Feng's? What did he mean by that? Is he the enemy of brother Feng?

　　"Fight." The demon sword nodded slowly. Shafeng No. 3 is indeed Xiao Feng's right-hand man! Since this young man wants to remove brother Feng's right arm, anyway, let's break his two arms first.

　　Zhuge Xin's evil smile gradually spread. "Good!" At the same time, a real aura also locked the magic knife.