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The restaurant's lights were made light yellow, full of a warm smell. Le-Wen-

Xu Ziqing, who had not recovered, was only wearing Yang Feng's plaid shirt, lying lazily on the wide chair. Looking at Yang Feng's busy figure in the kitchen, a warm and satisfied feeling filled her heart. If there were still one or two naughty and cute children playing in the house, she would have no other wishes in her life.

Xu Ziqing thought about it and became a little confused. When Yang Feng put the last basin of three fresh soup on the table, he saw Xu Ziqing's stunning look. He couldn't help but shake his hand in front of her and smiled: "Hi... what are you thinking, hurry up and have a meal!"

"Hate!"

Xu Ziqing stretched out her little hand and patted Yang Feng's back, wrinkled her nose and glared at him.

"So what's wrong?"

Seeing Xu Ziqing's a little angry, Yang Feng was speechless. Is this still the gentle, generous and understanding sister Xu before? He remembered that Sister Xu was not like this before. Do women have two tempers?

However, Yang Feng was not angry either. He is no longer a Chu brother. He also knows that a woman will have a bad temper for a few days every month, as long as he can ignore her.

He diligently handed over the bowls and chopsticks that had served the rice, "Give it... it will be delicious if it is cold."

Xu Ziqing ate the rice, picked up another chopsticks of celery and stir-fried beef, and nodded with a satisfied smile: "It's not bad, it's delicious."

"If you taste good, eat more!" Yang Feng said as he picked up two more pieces of beef for her.

Xu Ziqing, who had been tossed by Yang Feng for so long and had consumed a lot of energy, had long been hungry. Although Yang Feng's food was not as delicious as the chefs in the hotel, Yang Feng, who had lived alone for so many years, was not a good place to cover it. Her home-cooked meal made Xu Ziqing have a great appetite. After eating two bowls of rice, she put down her chopsticks.

She picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the red wine. A sour and sweet smell poured into her taste buds. She breathed a long and comfortable sigh. Although this wine is just a bottle of ordinary wine worth more than one hundred yuan, it is incomparable to the red wine that costs thousands or tens of thousands of yuan per bottle when she usually attends banquets, she now thinks that such a wine tastes the best. Because whether the wine is good or not depends on the price of the wine, but on who to drink it with, it is precisely the smell of home in this glass of wine.

Putting down the wine glass, Xu Ziqing squinted her eyes and asked, "Afeng, how many days can you stay this time?"

Yang Feng replied: "Six or seven days!"

"I heard that you have entrusted Mr. Zhang to buy a house in Jinxiu Community. Are you planning to marry your celebrity girlfriend?"

"There is no such plan yet, because Danchen said that she wants to film a few more years and doesn't want to get married and have children too early."

Xu Ziqing didn't say anything, but in fact, she sipped the red wine in a glass in a sip.

Seeing Xu Ziqing's silent look, Yang Feng felt guilty. He grabbed Xu Ziqing's little hand and said with some guilt: "Sister Xu, I'm sorry!"

Xu Ziqing raised her head and saw the unconcealed guilt in Yang Feng's eyes. She suddenly smiled, grabbed Yang Feng's big hand with her back hand and said softly: "Afeng, you don't have to feel guilty at all. I am so different from you and I, and I am a woman who has been divorced and cannot have children. Your family has three generations. If you really marry me, your family will be the last one. If this happens, I will become the sinner of your old Yang family, so there is no result between us."

Listening to Xu Ziqing's gentle advice, Yang Feng felt even more guilty. He heard a faint sense of inferiority from Xu Ziqing's words.

Yes, it’s inferiority. Such a woman who is so perfect in both her appearance and personality actually feels inferior because she cannot have children. This shows that this is a very traditional woman. The traditional idea of ​​being unfilial to the three without a descendant has been deeply imprinted in her bones.

He grabbed Xu Ziqing's little hand and said firmly and affectionately: "Sister Xu, don't worry, no matter what in the future, I will never give up on you. This is my promise to you."

Xu Ziqing looked at Yang Feng's serious expression, and a hint of tenderness appeared in her beautiful big eyes, and then she burst into laughter: "You, let's get your Miss Yan first and then tell me this kind of answer."

"Well……"

Yang Feng scratched his head awkwardly. Now he and Yan Danchen are in love. Even if they are so busy in another time and space, he will take time back to modern time and space to meet her several times every week.

This is naturally not something that Xu Ziqing can't hide from. However, as a mature and wise woman, Xu Ziqing will not criticize or directly blame Yang Feng like an uneducated woman. Instead, she implicitly expresses her dissatisfaction in this way, which not only lets her lover know her feelings, but also does not make her lover feel dissatisfied. This is why Yang Feng loves her the most.

Watching Xu Ziqing slowly savor red wine, occasionally eating dishes, she chewed slowly, and every move was filled with the elegance and tranquility unique to a mature southern little woman. But she was wearing a men's shirt, which was definitely an unbearable temptation for men.

Seeing the sudden appearance of her lover's eyes, Xu Ziqing was very proud, but she was really scared after she had recovered some of her physical strength. She gave him a blank look and said coquettishly: "What do you want to do? Eat honestly, otherwise she would sleep on the sofa tonight."

"All right!"

Yang Feng had no choice but to raise his hand to surrender. In order to change the topic, he took out a list from his pocket and handed it to Xu Ziqing.

"Sister Xu, you will ask the purchasing department to place an order for this list tomorrow. Be sure to collect it for me within a week."

Xu Ziqing took the courage and took a look, her brows sometimes frowned and sometimes stretched, and finally said: "Most of the things on this list are easy to talk about, but the amount of black gunpowder you want is a bit large. Although the country's supervision of black gunpowder is not as strict as arms, you need three tons at once, which is too much, which can easily attract the attention of regulatory authorities."

Yang Feng also thought of these questions, "We can buy them separately and buy them from some firecracker factories and mines. If the time is really too urgent, you can buy one ton or even half a ton first. The rest can be done in two to three months. What do you think?"

Xu Ziqing nodded and then asked again: "There is no big problem like this, but Afeng, what exactly do you want to do if you want so much black gunpowder? I'm a little worried about you."

Yang Feng comforted: "We are a trading company, so of course we buy it for sale. Do you think I am for war?"

"You are just every truth." Xu Ziqing rolled his eyes and stopped talking. Now the black gunpowder in this society has long disappeared from the military field, and even the black uncle in Africa does not play with such outdated things.
Chapter completed!