Lying down in his clothes, he was destined to be sleepless tonight. I was afraid that Du Feng would not be able to sleep peacefully in the next few days.

He is not afraid of Sang Kun's desperate challenge. Life and death are nothing to him. There is only one reason for insomnia, just because of Yang Ziru.

The fun the two had had still flashes through their minds like a movie scene. Yang Ziru's gorgeous porcelain skin and gentle and virtuous temperament cannot be easily forgotten.

After squinting in confusion for a while, the door of the room rang twice. Du Feng patted his head and got up. A ray of sunlight peeked in from the window, and it was already early morning.

"Go to work!" Yang Ziyun called softly from outside the door. Her voice was different. Even if she spoke in a normal tone, she sounded coquettish. That feeling could not be imitated by others.

Du Feng smiled slightly: "It's not locked! Come in!"

Yang Ziyun pushed open the door and came in. The smoke in the room almost made her faint.

She reached out and slapped her nose in disgust, frowned and said, "How many cigarettes do you smoke?"

Du Feng's whole body was extremely sore, and his back injury had become inflamed. Coupled with not getting enough rest, his face looked ugly and he looked very haggard.

He put on his shoes and got out of bed and said, "Then you go first! I will be at the company in a moment."

Yang Ziyun did not move even half a step. She noticed the changes in Du Feng. After not seeing him for a night, he seemed to be much older. His beard was densely covered with his chin, his eyes were blurred, his complexion was very poor, and his original upright posture was also changing.

I felt rickety while sleeping.

"Are you okay? Is your back injury serious?"

"It's okay!" Du Feng stood up and started to wash up.

"Why do you want me to leave first? Are you embarrassed by taking me to work?" Yang Ziyun looked at Du Feng playfully.

Du Feng smiled slightly and spit out mouthwash at the water outlet: "It seems that you were not willing to be carried by a motorcycle before!"

Du Feng just likes to tease people, and he can make a woman cry when he is interested. This is also one of his methods. It is a good weapon to enhance the relationship of the woman he loves by giving him some adjustments on time.

Yang Ziyun smiled euphemistically and said jokingly: "Isn't this a free driver? Why not use it?" Then he looked down at his watch: "It's half past seven, do you still want to be as busy as yesterday?"

Du Feng was stunned for a moment, then he finished cleaning up in twos and twos: "Open the way!"

The two walked towards the bathroom door and met Yang Ziru who was about to go to work. Du Feng clearly saw her indifference. She paused, just glanced at them, and then quickly left the store.

Du Feng, who was originally in a good mood, immediately tensed up and watched her walk away. His throat moved, but he didn't say a word.

On the way to the company, Du Feng didn't say a word, his eyes were distracted, and the motorcycle ran leisurely.

Yang Ziyun is not as restrained as her sister. She has a free and easy temperament, and she talks about things she doesn't like.

"What is the relationship between my sister and you? Why have you become so strange all of a sudden?"

Du Feng sighed lightly and did not respond directly. He easily changed the subject and asked: "Why did Ziru come back so late last night? Who was the person who sent her off?"

Yang Ziyun snorted and said: "Yesterday, their classmates were having a reunion. Did you say that the man who sent her back? That was one of her male classmates. He has been chasing my sister since she was in school, but my sister ignored him.

"

I don't know why, when Du Feng heard her answer, he suddenly relaxed a lot. Even though he wanted to end this bad relationship, even if he was extremely determined, his heart could not lie. Yang Ziru had already taken over him.

A place deep inside your heart.

Even in the current situation, if his woman walks side by side with another man, it will be like cutting him out of thin air, which hurts his heart.

Yang Ziyun suddenly patted Du Feng's shoulder mischievously: "Oh! Guess who that man is?"

Du Feng was slightly startled and asked, "Do I know him?"

Yang Ziyun chuckled and said: "It's a fate! Do you remember the salesman we bought a motorcycle from yesterday? He was the guy who sent my sister back!"

"Gold-rimmed glasses?" Du Feng was very surprised. Those gold-rimmed glasses made him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes! I was shocked yesterday! There is such a coincidence!" As for Yang Ziru's classmates, except for a few female classmates with relatively close relationships, Yang Ziyun did not participate in her affairs, so the others were almost

Don't know them at all.

When the motorcycle parked at the company's parking lot, the music on Du Feng's mobile phone rang. He took it out and looked at it. It was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello! Hello!" He simply said hello.

Unexpectedly, the other party was very enthusiastic: "Uncle Feng! I'm Junhao! Do you have time tonight? My second uncle will take us to the beer city for recreation. Are you interested?"

It's Yang Junhao. I haven't heard from him for a few days. Little did he know that this young man had recently hooked up with a beautiful woman. How could he have the heart to go to Du Feng's store. Now that he knew his phone number, he naturally got in touch with Li Mengqi.

Du Feng smiled slightly: "What time is it?"
Chapter completed!