Chapter 515 Pan Yuting, who has a strong sense of stealing
As her thoughts spread, Leng Ningyan's heartache for Feng Hen became stronger. She knew the pressure and hardship this man had to endure, but she seemed unable to share more of the burden with him.
At the same time, the love for Feng Hen deep in her heart became deeper and stronger, like a burning flame, hot and lasting.
Whenever she thought back to the day when she met Feng Hen by chance, Leng Ningyan would secretly feel fortunate in her heart.
If I hadn't met him in that single-player qualifying match that day, perhaps my life would still be in deep trouble, unable to extricate myself.
"Although I don't know what you are hiding, I only know that I will never leave you in this life!" Leng Ningyan whispered softly, as if making an eternal vow to the sleeping Feng Hen.
Then she carefully took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed gently, and lay down on her side next to the seal.
She stretched out a jade arm and gently embraced Feng Hen's strong and powerful arm, feeling the warmth coming from him, slowly closed her eyes, and immersed herself in the warmth and tranquility of the moment.
An hour later, Pan Yuting finally finished her busy work in the mine and returned with a satisfied smile on her face.
To her surprise, this time she actually found the big gold again in the mysterious military safe - a teapot.
Although she did not find the Utopia test kit as she wished, she was still very happy to have received such an unexpected fortune, and her face was filled with unconcealable joy.
"Oh my, I'm so lucky today! But I can't continue playing now. I have to go find my good friends Ningyan and Xiaoyuanzi!" Pan Yuting said excitedly while packing up the things in front of her and preparing to leave.
"Okay, then you go. I plan to play a few more games in the wild and then go to bed. It's almost ten o'clock in the evening." Li Zhengyuan looked up at the clock on the wall and responded.
Afterwards, Pan Yuting walked briskly into the kitchen.
As soon as she entered the door, she was attracted by a rich aroma - it turned out to be a pot of delicious soup carefully prepared by Leng Ningyan, which was keeping warm and exuding an enticing aroma.
Pan Yuting could not wait to step forward, gently bent over, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said intoxicatedly: "Wow, it smells so good! This craftsmanship is simply amazing. I must find a chance to let Ningyan teach me! Hehehe..."
However, when Pan Yuting looked around for Leng Ningyan, she found that the kitchen was empty.
"Huh? This is so strange, where did Ningyan go?" Pan Yuting muttered to herself and turned back to her room to check, but there was still no sign of Leng Ningyan.
"Hmm... Could it be that Ningyan went to find Brother Hen? Hehe, are the two of them doing something shameful and bad together?
No, no, I have to sneak over and take a look! " Thinking of this, Pan Yuting's curious heart suddenly became restless.
So she tiptoed, lightly walking like a nimble kitten, and slowly walked towards Fenghen's room.
At this moment, if someone else saw this scene, they would definitely laugh out loud, because Pan Yuting's sneaky look was exactly like a standard "thief"! She looked very stealthy.
Not long after, Pan Yuting came to Feng Hen's bedroom door quietly like a light cat.
She stood on tiptoe slightly, stretched out her slender fingers, and gently pushed the door open a narrow gap.
Through the gap, she peeked into the house curiously, trying to figure out what the two were doing at the moment.
With full of anticipation and excitement, Pan Yuting's eyes were cast straight towards the large bed.
Leng Ningyan was seen hugging Feng Hen's arm tightly like a little bird, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly disappear.
Feng Hen let Leng Ningyan snuggle up to him with a doting look on his face. The two of them hugged each other quietly and peacefully, like a loving couple.
Seeing this scene, Pan Yuting couldn't help but pout and muttered to herself:
"Hmph, you damned jerk! While I was playing with cars outside, you actually sneaked over to sleep with Brother Hen. That's really too much! But... hehe, if that's the case, then I'm going to join you too!"
Thinking of this, Pan Yuting took off her coat and shoes without hesitation, and then tiptoed to the other side of the seal like a professional thief.
She was extremely careful with every step she took, fearing that any sound would alarm the two people on the bed.
After finally reaching the bed, she carefully lifted a corner of the quilt with her hand, then shrank her body and slipped into the warm bed.
As soon as she entered, Pan Yuting couldn't wait to press her little face tightly against Feng Hen's broad shoulders, feeling the warmth coming from him, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow! It's really warm!"
However, in fact, Leng Ningyan had already keenly noticed Pan Yuting's arrival the moment she stepped into the house.
But she did not say anything. Instead, she deliberately narrowed her eyes, leaving a tiny gap, and quietly observed Pan Yuting's every move.
When she saw Pan Yuting successfully get into the bed and stick close to the seal, Leng Ningyan couldn't help but laugh in her heart:
"Haha, this naughty little girl seems to have had a lot of fun playing with the money, and now she finally remembered to come back to find us!"
So she simply pretended that she knew nothing and continued to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep.
On such a quiet night, the three of them lay on the same big bed again as usual and fell asleep together.
Not long after, Pan Yuting heard bursts of snoring coming from Feng Hen.
The sound came and went like a unique lullaby.
Gradually, Pan Yuting could no longer resist the invasion of sleepiness. She yawned, slowly closed her eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Time passed quietly and the night passed peacefully.
However, in sharp contrast to the tranquility here, Li Zhengyuan on the other side was completely immersed in anger and regret.
It turned out that when Li Zhengyuan was playing games last night, especially in the last round of the TV station competition, Li Zhengyuan had a rare good luck - he actually successfully touched three big golds! This is the proof of the emperor of Europe!
You know, for him, this kind of good luck is the first time in history.
Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Just as Li Zhengyuan was happily preparing to evacuate the lobby, he encountered a sudden sneak attack.
What’s even more infuriating is that the method used by this hateful attacker is exactly the same technique as that of the famous knife-running master.
Moreover, Li Zhengyuan clearly saw that the name of the "rat" that attacked him was "the little fanboy of the knife-running master".
"Ahhh! I'm so pissed! I could have taken them all away, but now I only brought out a big gold!" Li Zhengyuan was completely mad, and the anger in his heart seemed to burn more and more vigorously.
All night long, the three big Jins and the hateful sneak attack kept echoing in his mind.
Even after falling asleep, he had nightmares. The despicable attacker kept appearing in his dreams, making him so angry that he gritted his teeth.
When the first ray of sunlight in the morning poured into the room through the window, the clock struck exactly six o'clock.
At this time, Feng Hen was still immersed in a sweet dream, unaware that the danger was approaching quietly.
Suddenly, he felt a pair of strong hands grabbing his head tightly and pressing it hard into the water.
The force came so fast that Feng Hen had almost no time to react.
He struggled desperately to break free, but the other party was too strong and he couldn't get away at all.
As his head was pressed down, Feng Hen gradually found it difficult to breathe, and a strong feeling of suffocation surged into his heart...
He felt as if his eyelids weighed a thousand pounds, but an invisible force forced him to open his eyes.
When his vision gradually became clear, he was horrified to find that there were two heads lying on his chest.
"No way? When did you two come here?" Feng Hen groaned in his heart, his eyes fell on the owners of the two heads.