When everyone left, Chen Yajie stuck out her tongue: "That old man is really old..."

Ling Feng curled his lips: "Can you not grow old? You don't know, he is already 135 years old!"

Chen Yajie took a deep breath: "One Hundred and Thirty-five years old?"

"Well, it's a pity that today is when he dies. Let's not talk about this anymore. We have so many good things to eat, hehe, I'm starving to death."

Ling Feng looked at the table full of food. The space here was very spacious, with about five or six tables.

The food above is not very exquisite, but they all have one common feature, that is, it is full of weight and full of oil and water.

"Isn't that good? They all left and come back later and see us eat..."

After all, Chen Yajie's skin was not as thick as Ling Feng. She held Ling Feng's arm and refused to let him eat it.

"I'll go... and wait until they'll starve to death, they will definitely end the conversation at sunset. At that time, the old man died, and it's not appropriate for us to eat and drink. The food on this table was obviously wasted. Don't worry, they are all martial arts practitioners, and they won't be hungry even if they don't eat once."

Ling Feng said with a verbal sarcasm, pressing Chen Yajie to his side, and couldn't wait to start sweeping the food.

When he raised the chopsticks, his arms were exposed, and the bright red wound inside was seen by Chen Yajie.

Chen Yajie felt a pain in her heart. She turned her face away and took a breath before saying with a smile: "Okay, let's see who eats more."

Chen Yajie completely abandoned the image of a lady, and was joking with Ling Feng on the same plate for food. Ling Feng was not willing to be outdone, and he was scrambling to sweep the plates of food.

Soon, Chen Yajie couldn't catch it.

"No, no, I can't eat it anymore. If I eat it, my stomach will explode." Chen Yajie touched her slightly bulging belly and said with a frown.

"Haha, let you grab it with me."

Ling Feng finally put down the chopsticks and patted his stomach with satisfaction, then smiled terrifiedly and put his hand on Chen Yajie's stomach.

"Stop making trouble, I have no strength."

Chen Yajie wanted to take his hand away, but she didn't move it. A warm breath came from Ling Feng's palm.

"Don't move, let's see how many months my daughter has been." Ling Feng said seriously, and a trace of fighting spirit passed by. Chen Yajie was so comfortable that she just wanted to moan.

He gave Ling Feng a blank look: "Do you like your daughter?"

Ling Feng nodded naturally: "Of course, if I have children, I must have a daughter. My daughter is my father's caring little cotton jacket. If it were a kid, he would definitely be a bastard. Of course, my daughter must not be like you, and tomboys are even more troublesome."

Chen Yajie giggled: "I am ashamed and embarrassed as I am, I want a child at the age of time."

"Is this called long-term plan to understand?"

The two of them joked for a while, and Chen Yajie asked to go to the orphanage in front.

Of course Ling Feng had no objection.

"Is this also the industry of your sect? I didn't expect your sect to be so loving."

Chen Yajie admired the surrounding environment.

This orphanage is not very luxurious, but it is very quiet and clean. It is very attentive to the person who takes care of it.

"This is all managed by Uncle Li, and the sect will not interfere in the specific matters."

Ling Feng dared not take this credit to himself. Chen Yajie has some eyesight and is not as easy to fool as ordinary women. Once he has the opportunity to expose himself, Chen Yajie will definitely do this without hesitation.

"You are honest. You don't have such kindness in Jiangnan City. How could you become a great charity as soon as you arrive in the capital?"

Chen Yajie gave Ling Feng a white look, with coquettish expression in her eyes.

Ling Feng was sweating profusely, and the woman dug a hole to see if she jumped inside. Fortunately, she was not confused.

"Don't throw the handkerchief, throw the handkerchief, and gently put it behind the child..."

The crisp sound of children's songs came from not far away, and Chen Yajie's eyes lit up, and she said in a very gentle tone: "Let's go and see the children play games."

Ling Feng rolled his eyes: "That, this is too naive, I won't go."

An old face turned red, Ling Feng felt very childish, especially when facing the bright big eyes of children, guilt surged upwards.

"Great Lingfeng, I haven't played with the child for a long time, please."

Chen Yajie acted so coquettishly that she pulled Ling Feng's arm, and Ling Feng couldn't hold it anymore for a while.

"Okay, let's go and play for a while. How old are you, and you're still playing with the kids."

Chen Yajie's eyes smiled into crescent moon: "If you don't understand, if you play with children, you will be able to forget all your worries. They are the purest people."

Sure enough, on the playground, a large number of children under the age of ten were playing a game of throwing handkerchiefs under the leadership of a middle-aged woman.

Not far from them, a little girl with pink and jade was sitting on the swing.

"Dad, Dad, have you come to pick me up?"

As soon as Ling Feng and Chen Yajie showed up, the little girl's eyes lit up and she jumped to Ling Feng's side, hugging Ling Feng's thighs, and she kept looking at Ling Feng with tears in her eyes, which made Ling Feng feel guilty that he is really a child's father.

Ling Feng's face became embarrassing in an instant.

"Linlin, Linlin, stop making trouble... Children, you guys play by yourself first, aunt is here to visit the guest."

The middle-aged woman also noticed Ling Feng and the other two and immediately planned to stop the little girl's reckless actions.

"Auntie, he is my dad, really my dad. Dad, dad, tell me quickly, I am your daughter Linlin."

The little girl named Linlin turned around stubbornly and said, her little hands grabbed Ling Feng's pants tighter.

"Little sister, have you recognized the wrong person? Am I not married yet?"

Ling Feng squatted down patiently and said gently. Suddenly, Ling Feng felt that this she and this little girl were vaguely close to each other. She was really her daughter.

Illusion, this must be an illusion.

Ling Feng, why did I comfort myself in my heart like this?

"Wow... Dad doesn't want Linlin anymore. Dad, Linlin will be very obedient, Dad..."

The little girl cried sadly, and Ling Feng couldn't bear it even after crying heartbrokenly.

"Sorry, the two are friends of Director Li? This child has always been autistic and refuses to play with other children. He always says that her father will come to pick him up. Are you the father of the child?"

Although Ling Feng denied it just now, the middle-aged woman still looked at Ling Feng with a suspicious look.
Chapter completed!