"You're awake!?"
Han Shilan let down her hair and quickly burrowed under the covers to cover her exposed body. Her rosy cheeks were very cute, and with a touch of allure, they made Yang Feng's heart flutter even more.
"What were you doing just now? How dare you tickle my face with a strand of hair?" Yang Feng said with a wicked smile, pulling Han Shilan into his arms with one hand and tickling her underarm with the other.
"No...hehehe."
Han Shilan screamed and struggled, but she couldn't escape Yang Feng's big hand. She was made to giggle and tremble.
After a dozen seconds, Yang Feng stopped, holding Han Shilan, who was panting heavily, in his arms. Her face was flushed as if it could bleed.
"You stinky Yang Feng! All you ever do is bully me!"
Han Shilan raised her head slightly, looked into his deep eyes, patted his chest with her small hand, and said coquettishly.
Seeing his tender gaze was like an electric current striking Han Shilan's heart, and she unconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck.
And so, the two stared at each other for a long time. Then, Yang Feng's lust was aroused, and he flipped over and pinned her soft body beneath him.
"Ah~ What are you doing!" Han Shilan patted Yang Feng's hard chest with both hands, her blushing cheeks making her look quite beautiful.
"Of course I'll eat you up," Yang Feng said, feigning a vicious look, a sinister smile playing on his lips.
"You..." Han Shilan was both amused and exasperated. Her face immediately turned into a huffy, coquettish expression as she said, "No! You didn't treat me with any tenderness last night. It was my first time! You were like a wild beast. No, no, get down now."
"Uh, but I can't take it anymore." The flames beneath Yang Feng were already burning; should he give up halfway through?
"Hmph! I'm still in pain," Han Shilan said resolutely, turning her head to the side.
Yang Feng smiled faintly, kissed her delicate forehead with his red lips, and stroked Han Shilan's face with his large hand, saying:
"Yes, yes, my wife's word is law. Let's go get some breakfast."
"Good to know. From now on, you have to listen to me."
Han Shilan turned her head back, stared into Yang Feng's deep eyes, and said in a sweet voice.
Yang Feng got up and took a hot shower to wash away the ambiguous smell on his body. He put on his original black T-shirt and shorts, dried his wet hair with a towel, and came out to see Han Shilan holding a large pink bath towel wrapped around her naked body.
She gave Yang Feng a playful glare, then smiled slightly at his stunned expression before going into the bathroom and taking a relaxing hot shower.
Half an hour later, Han Shilan came out of the bathroom, carrying a pink bath towel. She went to the bedside and said to Yang Feng:
"Yang Feng, my clothes~ Could you help me get them? They're in my room on the fifth floor, there are a few on the bedside table."
"Hmm?" Yang Feng drank some water, his eyes widened slightly, and he glanced at the tattered black T-shirt on the ground. He felt a little embarrassed, realizing that he had torn it himself last night.
He nodded immediately, placed the water glass in Han Shilan's hand, and said gently, "Okay, you drink the boiled water first, I'll go downstairs to get it."
After saying that, Yang Feng walked out of the room. Not far away in the corridor, several officers in police uniforms were investigating at the door of a room.
Yang Feng raised an eyebrow slightly and murmured:
"It seems his body was discovered last night. As expected, haha."
After saying that, he took the elevator to the fifth floor, knocked on Han Shilan's room, and saw Xia Yiyi open the door. Seeing Yang Feng, she said anxiously:
"Yang Feng, have you seen Shi Lan? She hasn't come back all night, and there are so many police officers downstairs. Has something happened?"
Looking into her reddened eyes, Yang Feng realized she was genuinely worried about Han Shilan and said:
"Don't worry, Han Shilan was with me last night, so..."
Xia Yiyi was stunned for a moment, then immediately said with shame and anger:
"You bastard Yang Feng! You actually tricked my best friend into your trap! Tell me! Did you do *that* to Shi Lan last night?!"
Yang Feng was stunned. His lips twitched a few times, and he chuckled dryly. Like a wolf whose tail had been stepped on, he quickly went into the room, grabbed a piece of Han Shilan's clothing, and slunk away.
"He even took his clothes. Looks like he went crazy last night. Did he tear all his clothes?" Xia Yiyi said thoughtfully, watching Yang Feng's back.
Yang Feng had exceptional hearing; he heard her murmur and nearly slipped, falling into the elevator.
Back in the room on the twentieth floor, I saw Han Shilan tearing at the white sheets, folding up the sheets stained with bright red blood.
"Your clothes," Yang Feng said to Han Shilan as he placed the clothes on the table.
Han Shilan turned her head, placed the bright red bed sheet on the table, picked up the clothes on the table, paused, and looked at Yang Feng with a strange look in her eyes, saying:
"Yang Feng, do you like this type of clothing?"
"Huh? What is it?" Yang Feng asked, puzzled.
She opened her dress to reveal a black lace mini-skirt, adorned with various floral lace patterns at the hem. It was a very flattering and elegant dress.
"Holy crap! I just grabbed this one without thinking, and how come you have clothes like this?" Yang Feng exclaimed, his eyes wide.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 82 The Yang Family's Reaction
Hearing his surprised voice, Han Shilan initially thought he had deliberately chosen this, and her face flushed slightly as she spoke:
"These clothes aren't mine. They belong to a girl in my room. She must have accidentally left them on my desk before you took them."
"Oh, okay, then you can just wear this and make do." Yang Feng also really wanted to see Han Shilan in this kind of dress, to make her look more feminine.