"ah?"

After hearing Ye Chenfeng's question, Qin Changtian's body shook obviously, as if he was hit by a bolt from the blue.

"What's wrong? Mr. Qin, is there something wrong?" Ye Chenfeng said with a smile.

"No, Xiaoyou Ye, where did you know the dark era of the capital?"

Qin Changtian was more vigilant about Ye Chenfeng. When talking about the dark era of the capital, it was like mentioning some taboos.

Ye Chenfeng smiled indifferently: "Old Qin, of course I know. The old lama I have been following may have something to do with the dark age of the capital."

"Old Lama?"

Qin Changtian's pupils suddenly contracted.

"That's right, so please tell me what Mr. Qin knew about the dark era in the capital. Maybe I can find some clues from it." Ye Chenfeng said.

But Qin Changtian refused: "Your Xiaoyou Ye can do everything else, but this one is not. I know that these things are not good for you."

"Okay, Mr. Qin just now, you said everything." Ye Chenfeng said deliberately.

"No, but this matter is definitely not possible." Qin Changtian's attitude was firm.

Ye Chenfeng said helplessly: "Okay, Mr. Qin, I won't make things difficult for you. Just pretend that something happened today."

"How did he know this? Could it be..."

After Ye Chenfeng left, Qin Changtian seemed to have thought of something, and his body couldn't help but feel shocked, and his eyes were filled with horror.

...

"Haha, Mr. Qin, do you think I can't find anyone other than you?" Ye Chenfeng smiled and dialed a number.

"Hello?"

"It's me, Ye Chenfeng, cough cough." Ye Chenfeng felt a little embarrassed.

"It's my little husband. If you call me, please have something to ask me for help, right?" Han Zhushang made a sound of numbness on the other end of the phone.

Ye Chenfeng said directly: "I want to see you, do you have time now?"

"Hehe...you miss me, my husband, okay, then I'll squeeze out precious time."

"Where are you going to find you?" Ye Chenfeng asked.

"It's better to have someone arrange the room." Han Zhushang said with a smile.

Ye Chenfeng: “…”.

Han Zhushang was definitely thinking about the black thread on his forehead.

"Okay, see you right away." Ye Chenfeng said.

Just now, when Ye Chenfeng asked about the existence of the Han family, although Qin Changtian stopped it in time, he still made a mistake and mentioned an era.

If Ye Chenfeng guessed correctly, it must be the dark age of the capital, and the Han family must have something to do with the dark age of the capital.

So after Ye Chenfeng left the Qin family, he came directly to Han Zhushang.

He asked Adolf to investigate the events of the dark age of the capital, but reality is hindered everywhere. The dark age is like a taboo in the capital. As long as you check, there will definitely be countless obstacles.

Even Adolf's intelligence network is not good, like a headless fly ramming around, there is no way out and there is no clue at all.

What’s more important is that every time an action is carried out, or when there are certain clues, people from special departments will come out, which will make the action unable to continue.

Only popular stars can enter the Yuxianglou Hotel, but now Ye Chenfeng is just like entering his own kitchen and entering and leaving casually.

"Mr. Ye, please, the boss will arrive later." The waiter took Ye Chenfeng to the room prepared in advance.

"Okay, you go out!" Ye Chenfeng was waiting alone.

In less than ten minutes, the door rang and a person flashed in from outside.

"you……"

Before Ye Chenfeng could finish his sentence, he was hugged by Han Zhushang.

"Ga!"

Ye Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, a little helpless, and he didn't know where to put his hands. It was not to hug, nor was it not to hug.

"Does my little husband miss me very much? I can't wait?" Han Zhushang blinked his charming eyes and looked at Ye Chenfeng with no life.

Ye Chenfeng's forehead was covered with black lines: "Miss Han, please let go first? I'm here to find you with something else."

"Can't you say this?"

Han Zhushang hugged Ye Chenfeng even tighter, and their bodies were almost integrated together.

No one can stand such an ambiguous posture...

"Miss Han, the matter I want to ask is quite serious, it's a bit bad." Ye Chenfeng said with a wry smile.

"Yes, but..."

Han Zhushang pursed her lips, and her fragrant lips were tantalizingly radiant, making people feel urge to take a bite.

"All right!"

Ye Chenfeng had no choice but to print his lips.

"Um?"

But the next second, Ye Chenfeng's face changed.

Han Zhushang actually stretched out her pink tongue, extremely flexible.

In an instant, Ye Chenfeng was in a tendency to fall, thinking to himself that Han Zhushang's tongue was not attacking his lips, but other positions, wouldn't he be happy...

"Um……"

Han Zhushang let out a moan and let go of Ye Chenfeng at the same time.

Just as he felt the fragrance and soft Ye Chenfeng loosened Han Zhushang, Ye Chenfeng felt a feeling of loss. The gap in his expression was completely revealed on his face.

Han Zhushang looked at Ye Chenfeng affectionately and said with a smile: "You little husband, you are not honest. You said you don't want to, but your body is very honest. Your kissing skills are very good. Also, where did you touch your hands just now?"

While speaking, Han Zhushang swept his buttocks.

Ye Chenfeng looked embarrassed: "Ms. Han saw that there were flies just now, so he wanted to take a picture of it for you."

"Where do you get flies in the big winter?" Han Zhushang's words made Ye Chenfeng feel defeated.

"Ahem..."

Ye Chenfeng coughed twice, then said, "Miss Han, we should get to the point, right?"

Han Zhushang seemed very satisfied with Ye Chenfeng's embarrassing look and couldn't help but say, "My husband, can you not call Miss Han?"

"What's that called?" Ye Chenfeng asked in confusion.

Han Zhushang smiled badly: "What do you think? Of course it's my little wife."

"Uh, this really can't be called." Ye Chenfeng said helplessly.

"Then call me Shangshang!" Han Zhushang said with a smile.

"puff!"

Ye Chenfeng had the urge to vomit blood, and Han Zhushang was really tough.

"Do you scream? If you don't scream, I won't tell you what you want to know." Han Zhushang actually threatened.

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth and said, "Shang... can Shangshang be serious, right?"

When Ye Chenfeng used to call other women like this, he felt very easy to say, but now he can't call them Han Zhushang like this, and he really is a thing that can't be called.

"Okay, my little husband, what are you going to ask?" Han Zhushang smiled with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!