Love is like a travelogue; everyone needs to search for its sweet whispers...
The next moment, Yang Feng's lips were pressed against hers, and they could feel the heat between them.
The idea that all girls' lips are cold and feel comfortable to kiss is actually false...
Han Shilan put up a slight resistance, but this slight resistance was of no use to Yang Feng and she appeared extremely powerless.
Before long, Han Shilan felt as if her body was melting, sinking softly into the large bed, letting him kiss her lips.
However, this was not enough for them. Yang Feng's hand was subtly...
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The next morning, the sun shone on the giant ship, revealing its endless brilliance and prosperity.
Yang Feng sat up in bed, stretched, and felt very comfortable. Looking at the sleeping girl beside him, he felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
How wonderful it would be to wake up to see the person you love or receive a message from them.
Do you do this?
Yang Feng glanced at the clock; it was only eight o'clock in the morning. He had really worn her out last night.
Therefore, Yang Feng did not intend to wake her up. He quietly got out of bed and covered Han Shilan with the quilt.
When I got to the kitchen, the refrigerator there was already stocked with plenty of fresh ingredients.
However, upon seeing these ingredients, Yang Feng realized that they were all Western food ingredients, with no Chinese food ingredients at all, not even noodles.
But this still couldn't stump Yang Feng, who had been learning to cook since he was a child.
His father once told him in a rather unserious way that instead of spending all his time trying to meet or flirt with girls on the street, he should use that time to learn how to cook properly at home so that he could bring girls home to show off his skills someday.
However, Yang Feng only knew a few things, and he wasn't as skilled as a hotel chef. He could barely manage to cook home-style dishes.
Before long, the figure in the kitchen began to bustle about, and soon came out carrying two fried eggs, bacon, and two glasses of milk, which were placed on the table.
Yang Feng clapped his hands, nodded slightly in satisfaction, turned and strode quickly towards the room. He sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at Han Shilan who was still fast asleep, reached out and gently touched her cheek, and said:
"Honey, get up, the sun's almost high in the sky."
However, Han Shilan pulled up the blanket and covered herself completely, muttering as she replied, "Let...let me sleep a little longer."
"Hurry up and get up, I've already made breakfast." After saying that, Yang Feng noticed that Han Shilan was still lying motionless in the blanket.
Yang Feng had no choice but to forcibly pull back the blanket, pick up Han Shilan in his arms, wrap her arms and legs around him, and head towards the bathroom.
At this moment, she was wearing a rather sexy white bra, which pressed against Yang Feng, instantly making his little brother stand up.
Once inside the restroom, Yang Feng gently set Han Shilan down, squeezed toothpaste onto her toothpaste, placed it in her hand, and said softly, "Okay, brush your teeth."
"Hmm... why did you pull me out of bed so early? I haven't had enough sleep yet," Han Shilan said groggily, opening her eyes with dissatisfaction.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 351 The Masterminds Around Roschel
"What time is it? Is it still early?" Yang Feng glanced at the clock outside; it was already nine o'clock in the morning, and said.
"Oh, okay, it's still your fault for taking so long tonight." Han Shilan picked up her toothbrush and started working on it, saying casually.
"Alright, it's just that you're so charming that I can't help but laugh." Yang Feng smiled faintly, wrapped his arms around Han Shilan's waist, and helped her roll up her sleeves.
"Hmph, you smooth talker! Tell me! How many girls have you fooled like this? I bet you had contact with other girls in college too," Han Shilan said coquettishly.
"Yes, there are, but I'm just friends with them. If you don't want to, I can never have any more contact with them again," Yang Feng said after a moment's thought.
"Ha! I knew it." Han Shilan stopped what she was doing, turned around and glared at Yang Feng, but she felt a little uncomfortable.
Yang Feng could only laugh awkwardly. Could it be that he had lied to her about not having any contact with other girls during his university years?
So he told the truth.
Han Shilan wasn't particularly angry. She just stared at Yang Feng in the mirror with a deep, melancholic gaze. This look made Yang Feng feel as if he had committed a crime, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Alright, stop looking at me like that. I won't have any contact with them anymore, okay?" Yang Feng sighed slightly and spoke again.
Hearing this, Han Shilan felt a little better and thought for a moment before saying, "Actually, you just need to keep your distance from them."
"Okay, whatever you say. I'll do whatever you want." Yang Feng smiled slightly, reached for a towel on the railing, and helped Han Shilan wipe her face.
"No, I'll wash my face myself." Han Shilan took the towel from his hand, wrung it out, and began to gently wipe her pretty and delicate face.
"Okay, you go wash your face first. I'll go out and wait for you to come over for breakfast." Yang Feng stroked her soft, long hair and turned to walk outside.
"Hey, Yang Feng, bring my clothes over from the bed." Han Shilan suddenly turned around and called out to Yang Feng.
"Okay." Upon hearing this, Yang Feng quickly went to the bedside, picked up her white dress, which still had a faint orchid scent, her natural fragrance.
After delivering the clothes to the bathroom, Yang Feng went to the kitchen to fetch a cup of hot water and placed it on the table.
Drink a glass of hot water as soon as you wake up to awaken your digestive system.
A moment later, Han Shilan came out wearing a white lace dress and walked gracefully to sit down next to Yang Feng.