But the burning and swelling sensation in his eyes was growing heavier, a pain that Lin Zifeng had never experienced before.
Lin Zifeng’s eyes turned red, and he couldn’t help but let out a low growl like a beast in his throat.
"Little brother, you look pale, are you sick or something? Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"
"No need, really. It’s just that my body is a bit weak, an old case of anemia flaring up," Lin Zifeng forced a smile and replied.
Actually, his eyes hurt so much that even he didn’t know what was going on.
Could it be the result of overindulgence on his part?
This burning pain, as Lin Zifeng gritted his teeth and endured, after an unknown amount of time, actually subsided. And his eyes felt a lot more comfortable than before, much to the driver’s bewilderment, Lin Zifeng’s eyes had transformed and looked as if he were wearing colored contact lenses.
The pitch-black pupils were like stars, unintentionally revealing a charming gleam.
After paying the fare and getting off the car, Lin Zifeng dared not linger, not knowing how many calls the old Buddha had made along the way; if he didn’t return soon, he might really get skinned.
When getting off the car,
Lin Zifeng hurriedly caught sight of a black pillar of aura the size of an adult’s wrist floating above the driver’s head.
The black aura was very thick, faintly appearing above the driver’s head, drifting upwards.
Just as he was about to say something, Lin Zifeng thought he might have been seeing things, chuckled, and then turned around and walked towards the villa.
However, just half a minute after Lin Zifeng left, the driver’s face gradually turned somewhat pale.
Bean-sized drops of cold sweat slowly emerged from his forehead.
The driver hastily pulled heart medicine from his pocket, quickly swallowed two pills, and only then slowly eased the sudden heart attack.
If Lin Zifeng had left half a minute later, perhaps what he saw—the black aura—was related to the driver’s sudden heart attack...
Pushing open the villa door, from afar, Lin Zifeng saw the handsome dog resting under the shade of a tree. This pug suddenly lifted its head, glanced at Lin Zifeng, and then continued its deep sleep.
Strangely enough, even being several hundred meters away, he could actually make out the gaze of the dog lifting its head.
Had his eyesight improved again recently?
"Uncle, you’re back!"
Pushing open the hall’s sandalwood door, Liu Tangtang excitedly ran over—and she wasn’t wearing clothes!!!
"Where did you go last night? Why are you only coming back now?"
Nangong Bing, who had been sitting in the living room going over some materials, suddenly shot him a sideways glance, clearly shocked by Lin Zifeng’s absence the entire night.
Lin Zifeng’s eyes widened, and he took a step back in shock.
It was one thing for Liu Tangtang not to be wearing clothes, but even the goddess Nangong Bing was not dressed at home!
One wearing a pink three-piece set, and the other in black lace attire.
What the heck was going on? Did they also change after a night of absence?
"Beast, where did you run off to last night? Were you sneaking out to fool around?"
Lin Zifeng widened his eyes again, sucking in a cold breath. If it had only been that Nangong Bing and Liu Tangtang were not clothed, he might have thought something was really wrong with his eyes.
Now Huahua also wasn’t wearing clothes, the sexy three-piece entirely reigniting Lin Zifeng’s desire once more!
Compared to Nangong Bing and the others, Huahua’s lingerie had a much more innocent vibe; at least, you’ve seen cartoon panties, but you’d never have imagined that there are cartoon bras in the world!