Matriarch is Pretty and Cool Chapter 245: He is not interested in worshiping Big Brother

lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapters of the beautiful and sassy ancestors!

Duan Feihan: "..."

He is not interested in worshiping Big Brother.

Duan Feihan stretched out his hand to rub her delicate and non-marking face, watching the flying feather blanket flying around in the sky above Haicheng, frowning.

Can't go on any longer, I can't let the drunk Bai Chuwei just sleep on it like this, and I don't know if she will catch a cold.

Duan Feihan put his hands on the feather blanket and whispered: "Do you understand human words? Do you know when you go home?"

Duan Feihan didn't know if this flying spirit tool understood what he said, flying randomly in the night sky.

He lowered his eyes and looked down. After covering up his fear of heights, he found that he was very familiar with the path below...

The blanket flew over the large lawn in the Chinese-style garden villa of Duan's family at a very fast speed and stopped.

Duan Feihan was speechless for a while. He didn't know if Bai Chuwei's Feiyu blanket drank fake wine and asked it to send her Bai Chuwei home. How did he fly to his house?

Duan Feihan leaped down from the Feiyu blanket, gently stretched out his hand to embrace Bai Chuwei in his arms, hugged him and walked towards his courtyard.

Duan Feihanxijing, and usually does not allow servants to enter and leave his living room without authorization, so when he returned to his room with Bai Chuwei in his arms, no one seemed to have noticed it yet.

One-handedly lifted the grey air-conditioning quilt and put her in the bed.

Duan Feihan turned his head and saw that the flying feather blanket had been rolled up on the sofa.

It's really a very spiritual flying tool, except for a little bit of incomprehension.

Duan Feihan sat by the bed and watched Bai Chuwei drunk in a mess, his beautiful face was still red.

[Get the red envelope] The cash or point coin red envelope has been issued to your account! Follow the public account on WeChat [Book Friends Base Camp] to receive!

Duan Feihan regrets it. Why did Bai Chuwei know that there are peach trees in his Nancheng Manor?

What kind of stuffed peach blossom drunk, made myself drunk.

He lowered his head and sniffed, and he seemed to be stained with the scent of Bai Chuwei's alcohol.

Duan Feihan got up and walked into the locker room, took off his smoky gray suit, and picked up a clean and refreshing housewear to put on.

When he went out again, Bai Chuwei slept on his bed and fell asleep in a different position, with her back facing him showing long hair.

The Chinese-style garden villa of the Duan's family is a bit like the house of an ancient big family. Except for the main kitchen, each courtyard has its own small kitchen.

Duan Feihan walked into the small kitchen with his mobile phone, and cooked wine and tea according to Du Niang's method. The soup boiled and blistered in the small milk pot.

The courtyard is very quiet, and the night breeze brings a touch of alcohol.

*

Duan Xingye's face was full of anger, and he walked out of the hall with a wave of his hand. He was really disgusted.

Otherwise, at this time, he could recite a hundred words, but now he only recites fifty!

Just now his father Duan Xiuhao brought Xu Xingchen back...

His father said, "You and Xingchen are brothers anyway. This is the face you see when your brother comes home? Did you feed the dog what you taught you before?"

Duan Xingye exploded as soon as he heard it, and he cursed: "I was taught by my grandfather, my mother, and my uncle. You dad never taught me!" Throwing away the vocabulary book and ran from the lobby. Up.

Duan Xingye was so angry that his stomach hurts, his lungs hurt, everything hurts!

Duan Xingye was about to go back to his room and write a math test paper to calm down, suddenly his eyebrows were raised, and he saw that his uncle’s courtyard room seemed to be lit...

Did his fourth uncle go home?

Thinking about this, Duan Xingye decided to postpone the plan of writing a math test paper for half an hour and walked towards Duan Feihan’s bedroom...