Su Li’s body was slightly tense. To be honest, she really did feel a bit.
Even though in the Future she’d have to have a cute little Tuanzi with him, she was still scared!
Who would want to have a child with such a Great Demon King?
The man’s fingers gently touched her lower belly in the dark.
The softness beneath his fingertips made Feng Huaijin’s eyes narrow slightly.
In the dim night, Feng Huaijin vaguely saw Su Li smiling at him.
Smiling so tenderly and charmingly.
That smile was soul-stealing. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel-fire.ɴet
Su Li gave Feng Huaijin’s stomach a hard punch.
"Ah— Su Li, you—" Feng Huaijin stepped back several paces in pain, his complexion turning pale again.
Su Li turned on the light, looked at Feng Huaijin with a cheerful smile, and said, "Seventh Master Feng, I had a mosquito on me just now. You weren’t bitten, were you?"
Feng Huaijin looked at Su Li’s cunning smile and let out a light laugh from the depths of his throat: "Alright, fine."
Su Li snorted, walked inside, and threw a sentence over her shoulder: "Remember to change your shoes; if you dirty my floor, I won’t clean it up."
Feng Huaijin paused in his action of stepping inside.
Damn it, who in Yanjing dares to say such a thing to him?
Calling his feet dirty!
Feng Huaijin looked around and said, "There’s no slippers for me."
Su Li: "Then just go barefoot."
Who told him to come to her house?
Feng Huaijin made a call, and shortly after, someone delivered shoes specifically for him.
Feng Huaijin sat on the sofa, watching Su Li walk back and forth in the house.
Su Li asked, "Seventh Master Feng, are you planning to stay at my house?"
Su Li shook her head: "Of course you can. Even if I said no, I couldn’t stop you. But shouldn’t Seventh Master Feng pay for the accommodation?"
This house is 660 square meters, staying one night is very expensive.
Feng Huaijin’s cheek twitched, Su Li’s courage was indeed bold.
She’s the first to dare ask him for accommodation fees.
"How much do you want?"
Su Li immediately shook her head: "I’m not short of money, I’m not interested."
Feng Huaijin squinted, what was this little girl plotting?
Su Li ran over with a notebook in her arms, sat down next to Feng Huaijin, and handed it to him, saying: "Seventh Master Feng, your investment insights are reliable, more than anyone else’s. Can you take a look and tell me which one I should invest in?"
Feng Huaijin looked down, and an intriguing expression appeared at the corner of his mouth.
So, she was here to learn again.
The notebook had names of some variety shows and upcoming scripts written on it.
Feng Huaijin glanced over, his long fingers pointed at a name on the notebook.
Su Li was stunned, "An Ruyi’s ’It’s You’?"
"Sister Ruyi, are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?" The little assistant nervously helped An Ruyi up.
An Ruyi shook her head: "I’m fine."
Just a fall, it’s better than being killed by Feng Huaijin.
An Ruyi felt very down, very uncomfortable.
Seventh Master Feng... actually moved into Su Li’s house.
A man staying in a young woman’s house late at night, what might happen is self-evident.
Especially since that woman... is very beautiful.
An Ruyi bit her lip fiercely; she had to admit that Su Li, without makeup, was even more beautiful than herself.
Moreover... most importantly, her eyes.
The little assistant beside was comforting, saying: "Sister Ruyi, Seventh Master Feng surely wants to piss you off."
"Think about it, Seventh Master Feng definitely wants to use that Su Li to provoke you, to stimulate you a bit."