117: Be sure to come early, they are waiting for you to water them~~

Jiang Feng quickly got dressed, his movements so swift, quite reminiscent of his previous life.

In his past life, he only needed five seconds to get dressed, a speed comparable to a special forces soldier.

This was merely a basic skill for a top-tier scoundrel!

Bai Jie clung to Jiang Feng like a docile kitten, tightly holding his arm, with a strength that seemed to want to melt Jiang Feng into her own body.

She was terrified, feeling that if she let go, Jiang Feng would disappear into the vast night like a fleeting shooting star in the night sky.

Past experiences had left her with extreme insecurity; now that she finally had someone to rely on, she would rather die than leave...

Jiang Feng silently savored the wonderful sensation... a gentle embrace was truly intoxicating!

Afterward, the two held hands and took the elevator downstairs together.

The residential area downstairs was as if gently covered by a huge black silk cloth, appearing exceptionally quiet.

Faint yellow streetlights were scattered sparsely, casting mottled light and shadow like a jigsaw puzzle onto the ground, and the green plants on both sides of the road swayed gently in the breeze, making a subtle rustling sound.

Occasionally, a few chirps of insects could be heard from afar, their sound crisp yet tinged with a hint of loneliness, further accentuating the tranquility of this night.

In the community garden, a few unknown flowers subtly emitted a faint fragrance in the night, the scent faint and elusive, like an ethereal dream, adding a unique aroma to this serene environment.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but sigh: It's 2010 now, and this level of greenery is quite rare; this community is considered one of the few high-end communities in Yangcheng.

It seems that Liu Chuanzhi, that beast, didn't pocket any less of that illicit dirty money from the Black Dragon Gang!

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng's mouth curled into a cold sneer:

Liu Chuanzhi, your wife is so useful. When I kill you, I'll reluctantly accept your beautiful wife and your family fortune...

Bai Jie looked around with a worried expression, her brows practically twisted into a knot, and said with a trembling voice:

"Husband~ Look how dark it is outside... You must be careful when riding, drive slowly!"

Jiang Feng smiled and squeezed her hand, his smile like the warm sun in winter, comforting and reassuring, and he consoled her:

"Don't worry, Bai Jie, I drive very steadily. You can rest assured, don't worry about me... You should go back quickly, get some rest early, take care of your body, and wait for my watering~~"

Bai Jie pouted, her lips capable of hanging an oil bottle, like a spoiled little girl, and she said coquettishly:

"Bad husband~ You only know how to say these naughty things... I know, I'll take good care of my body..."

She felt that she had completely fallen for him; when Jiang Feng said those naughty words, her body actually reacted...

As soon as she thought of this, she was extremely shy; she wondered if she was broken...

Bai Jie composed herself and continued:

"Husband~ When you get home, remember to send me a text message, or I won't be able to sleep; I'll be awake all night waiting for your message..."

Her heart was full of dependence: Without news from Jiang Feng, her heart felt as if a piece was missing, and she couldn't sleep peacefully at all.

Jiang Feng nodded, gently kissed her forehead, the kiss as light as a feather, and said:

"I know, good girl, go back quickly, it's cold outside, don't catch a cold."

Jiang Feng walked quickly yet steadily directly to his motorcycle.

"Husband~ I'll wait for you obediently at home! I'll miss you! Be sure to come early, I'm waiting for your watering~"

Bai Jie waved her hand, extremely shy, her pretty face flushed red, clearly uncomfortable after saying such embarrassing words.

But at the moment of parting, she still couldn't help but express her feelings...

"I know! Good girl, go back quickly!"

Jiang Feng straddled the bike, skillfully started the engine, accompanied by a low roar, like the roar of a beast.

He accelerated, and the motorcycle shot out like an arrow from a bow, instantly disappearing into the night.

Bai Jie stood at the doorway, silently watching Jiang Feng's departing back.

Her figure appeared particularly lonely under the streetlight, like a husband-watching stone.

She stood there quietly until Jiang Feng's figure disappeared into the night, then slowly turned and went back inside.

Looking at the deserted hallway, she felt an immense loneliness for the first time...

Bai Jie thought to herself: I really want to stick to my husband all the time, not wanting to be separated for even a moment...

From the second Jiang Feng left, she would keep thinking about Jiang Feng until they met again.

Jiang Feng rode his motorcycle, speeding through the night streets.

On the streets, colorful neon lights flickered alternately, intertwined with the warm yellow lights emanating from storefronts, forming a dazzling and colorful picture.

The trees on both sides of the road rapidly receded backward, as if a group of green guards were making way for him, and the sparse stars in the sky twinkled, echoing the city lights, like jewels embedded in the black night sky.

The distant high-rise buildings appeared particularly stern in the night, with點點 lights emanating from their windows, the common people still working overtime...

Jiang Feng weaved through this bustling yet serene night, the breeze brushing his face, bringing a hint of coolness, gradually calming his somewhat restless heart.

After a busy day, riding the motorcycle on the road actually allowed him to relax, as if all his fatigue was blown away by the breeze...

...........

Xingfu Community, Zheng Yiyun's home.

In the dining room, soft light spilled into every corner, creating a warm atmosphere.

Zheng Yiyun and Zhang Qingning sat opposite each other, their figures appearing exceptionally elegant under the light.

Zheng Yiyun wore a gray slip-on stepmother dress, which was extremely form-fitting, clinging tightly to her curvaceous figure, outlining her virtually flawless perfect physique.

The exquisite strap design perfectly revealed her fair and rounded shoulders, which were like freshly peeled eggs, smooth and delicate.

The skirt had a high slit, revealing glimpses of her fair and long beautiful legs as she moved, like mountains hidden in the clouds, full of mysterious allure.

The occasional glimpse of endless depth was even more blood-pumping...

Her long black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, swaying gently with her movements, and a mature and charming aura wafted over, like a vibrant rose, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

The reason Zheng Yiyun dressed so boldly and sensually at home was for tonight's secret lesson...

For this, she had already changed dozens of outfits today and applied exquisite makeup.

A woman adorns herself for her admirer, nothing more.

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