I searched the Crow Mansion with a map navigation and found that this place is indeed a bit far from where Long Junchen and Ning Fenger are now. Now the night is slowly rising, the sound of insects gradually disappears, and the coolness of the night is gradually rising, and it is a bit biting. Long Junchen and Ning Fenger discussed it and decided to stay in Banqiao District for one night, and work hard to investigate Qian Feng and the Crow Mansion tomorrow.

Ning Feng'er lay on the bed after taking a shower. She didn't encounter the fullness of yesterday when she stayed in the hotel today. She and Long Junchen opened a room alone. However, Ning Feng'er did not feel the ease of living alone in the same room, and she recalled what Long Junchen said to her in the sky. She kept appearing in her mind like a slide, and for a while, she seemed to be the speechlessness of an old couple.

Tacit understanding, and for a while, it seems like a fake alienation of playing hard to get. Occasional quarrels are more like beating, kissing, and love. Occasional closeness is more like a small separation than a new love. To be honest, Ning Feng'er would rather have intrigue with those agents and spies, would rather lick blood on the edge of the knife and struggle in the sea of ​​fire than to have fun with Long Junchen, who is really tired of being tossed by this seemingly capricious playboy.

Ning Feng'er tossed and turned around and tossed on the bed for a long time, but she couldn't fall asleep. So she sat up from the bed, crossed her knees, and sat cross-legged on a 1.8-meter-old bed. This was a room that Long Junchen paid out of his own pocket. He said that his dark circles were bigger than his eyes, and he insisted on letting himself rest for a while.

Ning Feng'er looked at a corner of the room in a daze. She always felt that her right hand, which had been "harassed" by Long Junchen, was still faintly hot, which made people feel very uncomfortable. Especially when Ning Feng'er closed her eyes, she would think of the smiling face, the playboy but graceful face, the shallow, intoxicating smile, which made Ning Feng'er feel restless and irritable. She was also very regretful and angry because of her uncontrollable heart, a little irritable and a little crazy.

And this messy and crazy thing kept going crazy at midnight, growing buds, like vines with spikes, constantly tangling on her heart, constantly tightening and loosening. When she was about to breathe, she felt rippling again. Finally, she struggled to wake up from a messy dream in the early morning and found that a part of her body was in a disharmonious spirit, and the beauty of all this also climbed to the peak of the whole night.

Before five o'clock, Ning Feng'er rubbed her unyielding head with annoyance, sat on the head of the bed for a while, thinking about the young man's face in a silence. She lifted the quilt with some sorrow and got up. She stumbled to the bathroom again, and sent herself in the bathroom, combed her hair, which had been wet with sweat, and washed her face with cold water.

Ning Feng'er took a breath with some difficulty, her face turned pale, her face was erratic and her face was erratic, and she looked at the hand he held during the day yesterday, and took a few breaths of heavy breaths. In a very impulsive state, she thought to herself that if the bastard named Long had called her so ignorantly, she would definitely let the dear governor try what a real hemiplegia means. She would not want to be tortured by this emotional vine in the middle of the night. What is even more annoying is that this heartless guy must be sleeping heavily and would not care about the so-called romantic debts.

The next day, Long Junchen and Ning Fenger got up early. They decided to drive directly to the Crow Mansion to check it out. It probably took a day to go on the road, so they didn't leave too late. Long Junchen's dress was much more regular today than the swaying playboy yesterday, like an ordinary backpacker, pullover, sportswear, jeans, canvas shoes, and her hair was neatly combed, and she put her hands in her pocket. But although this guy was wearing a good outer skin, in fact, when eating sushi, Ning Fenger clearly saw Long Junchen's thief eyes placing peach blossoms everywhere, and a pair of thief eyes were searching for prey.

Long Junchen chewed the delicious eel sushi in big mouthfuls while smashing his mouth. Looking at the Japanese female students wearing student outfits from time to time in the streets, the ultra-short skirts danced with the cool autumn wind after the white dew. It has to be said that these winds are quite sensible and will reveal their hidden parts just right, which can not only make Long Junchen full of charming eyes, but also will not let the female students find that their skirts have been raised very high.

Sitting in the car heading to the Crow Mansion, Ning Feng'er held the seat belt with one hand stiff and unconscious. He remembered the dream that made her linger last night. His face turned red, but suddenly remembered Long Junchen's unrestrained gaze just now. He felt a vague feeling of being snatched up with a cake. She snorted and frowned and said, "Grandmaster, I think you are a very hypocritical and hypocritical person!"

Ning Feng'er wore a floral dress today, which looked a little ignited, but her face seemed to have some makeup on her face, and the powder was a bit thick. Her nose and lips seemed to be painted with pale glaze under the dim light in the morning, and she looked like she was particularly abstinent and cold temperament.

"Oh?" Long Junchen raised his eyebrows, slowly slowed down the speed of the car. He looked at Ning Fenger with interest, and asked curiously: "Why do you say that?"

"Your acting skills are really good. You shameless stinky guy. I must condemn you. You use all the people around you, especially women, to make them feel that you are caring for them and caring for them, but in fact, you are using them, right? Do you think your face that is not worth the effort to deceive the little girl to death can be hidden from me?!" Ning Feng'er's lips curled up slightly, and her teeth were biting her lower lip tightly, as if she was questioning.

After all, Ning Feng'er's questioning is not just groundless accusations or unreasonable scolding, but actually it is more like trying to comfort yourself and give yourself a reason to excuse yourself. You Long Junchen, just to use me to get close to me and show goodwill to me. You will not like me at all. I am just a fool!
Chapter completed!