"" Yan Zhefeng didn't know why.
He had obviously paid 25,000 to 80,000 yuan before.
When he saw Yan Xiangnuan, he seemed to be intimidated instantly.
He swallowed with a gulp, and his whole body became nervous, and his legs started to feel a little nervous.
Shaking and feeling hopeless: "I'm really, really hungry."
The words that came out of his mouth were too cowardly.
Yan Zhefeng was cursing in his mind why he, as an old man, was so short in front of Yan Xiangnuan, but in the blink of an eye he still killed that timid thought.
"Oh, are you hungry?"
Yan Xiangnuan asked good-naturedly.
"Yeah."
Yan Zhefeng nodded tentatively.
"In that case, you probably don't want to live anymore."
Yan Xiangnuan nodded clearly in an instant.
After giving his conclusion, he looked at Yan Xiangyang inadvertently and immediately noticed the redness and swelling on Yan Xiangyang's cheeks, and his eyes immediately narrowed. .
The red and swollen handsome face had bright five-finger handprints.
"I was beaten by him."
Yan Xiangnuan's tone remained unchanged, and he looked at Yan Xiangyang relaxedly, and then he hated the iron.
Is this brat really capable?
Isn't he usually very upright?
But he was slapped in the face by Yan Zhefeng.
It was just a joke.
"Yeah."
Yan Xiangyang knew that Yan Xiangnuan would definitely find a place for him, so he didn't say anything more and nodded quietly.
He was indeed slapped by Yan Zhefeng.
When he was chased out just now, he had the idea of fighting Yan Zhefeng, and although Yan Zhefeng was his father, the slap just now left no room at all.
He was really hurt, even because of this The slap in the face and the taste of rust in his mouth showed that Yan Zhefeng was really not polite at all.
He also knew that Yan Xiangnuan would not kill Yan Zhefeng.
Otherwise, there would be no need to control Yan Zhefeng's diet so much, so naturally he would not care about filing a complaint.
It would make Yan Zhefeng suffer a little more, and he could feel relieved from his pent-up breath, otherwise he would have to hold it in until he suffered internal injuries. "" When Yan Zhefeng heard Yan Xiangyang nod, he straightened up and looked a little less calm: "Well, Xiaonuan, I didn't hit Xiangyang on purpose.
I was careless.
I was really hungry.
I wanted to eat something.
He They were trying to stop me, but I was so angry that I couldn't control myself.
I swear, I'll just eat something, okay?"
He was already feeling extremely uncomfortable now.
If it weren't for Yan Xiangnuan's instinctive fear, he wouldn't be able to control himself.
He would crawl like this and open his mouth to pray.
"This is your fault."
Yan Xiangnuan sighed and looked at Yan Xiangyang.
Yan Xiangyang pursed his lips in frustration: "" Did he hear it right?
His sister Yan Xiangnuan said it was his fault or that he was hallucinating.
"If he wants to eat, let him eat.
He is the one who will eat him to death.
What are you trying to do to stop him?
Why are you stupidly getting beaten by him?"
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Yan Xiangnuan said cheerfully, without any hesitation in his tone.
He just looked at Yan Xiangyang. , with heartache.
""This was completely different from the result he imagined.
Yan Zhefeng felt like he had been stabbed by an arrow.
Yan Xiangyang snickered secretly in his heart.
Sure enough, his sister Yan Xiangnuan was still his sister.
She could make people angry to death with just one sentence.
How could someone who had always been a king turn into a kind-hearted bronze?
"I'll just eat a little," Yan Zhefeng said in a self-hypnotic tone.
He originally thought that Yan Xiangnuan would definitely refuse and object, but unexpectedly, Yan Xiangnuan would agree with a smile and scold Yan Xiangyang.
This also made him a little worried.
After all, it was not like Yan Xiangnuan would do anything. things to do.
"Eat it, you are persistent and want to die, how can I fail to help you?"
Yan Xiangnuan raised his eyebrows in relief, his tone solemn. "" Yan Zhefeng was immediately speechless, and he didn't feel happy at all.
Yan Xiangnuan said this because he knew Yan Zhefeng's temper very well.
He is an unusual person.
If you try to stop him forcefully, he will have a rebellious mentality.
Just like ordinary people, he will not let you You want to try everything you want to do, and you don’t do everything you want to do, so you can see how bad it is.
Yan Xiangyang tried his best to stop him from seeking death for his own good.
He got angry and slapped him, but now Yan Xiangnuan asked him to eat without saying a word, but he became hesitant.
Yan Zhefeng was indeed made to lose his temper by Yan Xiangnuan's cool words.
Do you want to die?
It tortured him.
He had not closed his eyes since last night.
He was exhausted, but he still couldn't help but want to eat.
Even after drinking white porridge, it had no effect at all.
He even had an even stronger desire to eat.
I know how to get angry when I say it.
"I feel really uncomfortable."
Yan Zhefeng defended himself weakly.
"Don't hold back if you feel uncomfortable.
I said, eat whatever you want."
Yan Xiangnuan raised his eyebrows, then turned to the Yan family's aunt and said, "Auntie, make him some food.
The more you make, the better.
Let him Eat enough to prevent him from accidentally starving to death," Yan Xiangnuan ordered his aunt at home with a smile. "" What Yan Xiangnuan said made the aunt who was serving the Yan family a little confused.
She didn't know whether she listened to Yan Xiangnuan or not.
She turned to look at Yan Zhefeng with a tangled expression.
"Don't worry and go cook."
Yan Xiangnuan seemed to have guessed her aunt's dilemma and spoke encouragingly.
The Yan family's aunt then nodded and turned around and walked into the kitchen.
She was the one in charge of cooking at home, but Yan's mother, Ye Zhiqiu, was an old man when she was there, so she also doted on Yan Xiangnuan, so she naturally followed Yan Xiangnuan's orders. "" Yan Zhefeng stood there in confusion, not knowing what to do.
His instinct was to want to eat, and he wanted to eat so much that he couldn't stop it at all.
But looking at Yan Xiangnuan holding a small bamboo shoot, staring at him with long and deep eyes, he felt inexplicably cold all over his body, and his bulging There was something faintly beginning to move around in his abdomen.
"I, I'll go back to the bedroom first."
Yan Zhefeng shuddered with guilt, then turned around to escape Yan Xiangnuan's sight.
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If he doesn't run away, he's afraid of being killed by Yan Xiangnuan "Aren't you hungry?
Why are you in such a hurry to go back to the bedroom?"
Yan Xiangnuan sneered and stopped Yan Zhefeng in his tracks.
Yan Zhefeng froze as he turned around to escape.
The steps he took were neither lifting nor lifting.
The stalemate was very uncomfortable.
Then Yan Zhefeng looked at Yan Xiangyang for help.
Yan Xiangyang pursed his lips and ignored Yan Zhefeng's look for help.
He had been slapped just now.
Now half of his face hurts and his mouth tasted like rust.
Forget it for now, his ears were still buzzing.
"Xiao Nuan, daddy has a bad stomach and is so hungry."
Yan Zhefeng turned around and begged for mercy with a stiff expression. aa2705221: