At almost ten o'clock, a knock on the door sounded outside. Feng Yanran was sleepy and opened the door. When he saw that it was Zhou Yun, he shouted in confusion: "Xiao Yun, we booked an afternoon air ticket. It was still early, so you should sleep a few more hours!"

Zhou Yun lowered her head and whispered: "I'm sorry, I have something to do with Chen Xue..."

Feng Yanran saw Zhou Yun's appearance like a frightened deer, and couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Yun, I seem to remember that you and your senior brother were only separated for two or three hours, and you were so anxious?"

Zhou Yun saw Feng Yanran's profound eyes, her cheeks were flushed with shame, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in: "No... no, I'm looking for Chen Xue... There's really something else..."

Feng Yanran smiled and said, "Okay, come in and talk to your senior brother!"

Zhou Yun walked into the room and saw Fu Chenxue's body shining and practicing "half-finger Zen" on the bed wearing only a pair of shorts. She blushed and shouted, "Chenxue, why don't you... wear clothes?"

Fu Chenxue sat up lazily, pointed to her shorts, and smiled and said, "Isn't this a dress? If you think too much, I might as well take off this one, okay?"

"Bad guy..."

Feng Yanran closed the door and walked over to see this scene, laughing.

Fu Chenxue glared at him and said, "Silly boy, why are you laughing at? Xiaoyun and I have something important to talk about. You should put on your clothes and get out quickly."

Feng Yanran deliberately sat down and smiled and said, "What's important? Is it the Russian-Ukrainian crisis, the Pakistan-Israel conflict or the 'isis' capture of Baghdad? Do I want me to make a record next to you?"

Fu Chenxue grabbed the pillow and smashed it over, and cursed with a smile: "Bad boy, you are getting more and more unruly. Even I dare to make fun of me, and my courage is so fat that I am... Get out, don't scare Xiaoyun!"

Seeing Feng Yanran rolling and crawling out, Zhou Yun covered her mouth and smiled so hard that her branches trembled: "Chenxue, you are so bad that you have been unique throughout the ages. You still say Yanran is bad? Didn't Yanran be bad?"

Fu Chenxue hugged Zhou Yun, pushed her down on the bed, kissed her fragrant lips hard, and shouted: "Little Fairy, who do you think is bad?"

Zhou Yun was so enchanted by Fu Chenxue's kiss, she was panting, and had to beg for mercy: "Chenxue, let me go... Um... Big Bad guy, you itched me... Um... Good brother, I'm going to die..."

Feng Yanran leaned lazily on the railing, crossed his arms, and looked at the sun-lit Shanghai. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Qinghuang and Shen Ying walked through the corridor and walked towards Fu Chenxue's room. Feng Yanran didn't even look back and shouted, "Qinghuang, Xiaoying, there are two birds fighting here, come and have a look--"

Qinghuang looked at Feng Yanran suspiciously. Shen Ying pulled Qinghuang and ran to Feng Yanran, shouting as she ran: "Where...where...will I see what kind of birds fight?" When she and Qinghuang ran to the railing, they saw nothing, and said disappointedly: "Where are birds fighting? Yanran, aren't you lying to us, right?"

Feng Yanran smiled and said, "How could I lie to you? There were two little birds fighting here just now, but when you screamed, they were frightened and flew away."

"Flying away?" Shen Ying was even more disappointed and shouted: "I have never seen birds fighting, how could they fly away?"

Qinghuang said coldly: "Xiaoying, don't listen to his nonsense. This kid is as bad as Chen Xue. If you believe his words, stones can still bloom."
Chapter completed!