Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

Thin rays of sunlight shone into the room, shining on the boy's delicate and pale face. At this moment, the boy frowned tightly and sweated profusely, as if he had dreamed of something bad.

Nanfeng saw that it was almost time and snapped his fingers, "Ahuai, it's time to wake up."

Shen Junhuai's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes, looking at the ceiling with his eyes dull and unable to focus, as if he had lost his soul.

Little Stone took advantage of the fact that no one could see him, so he propped up his arm on the sofa armrest, held his face with both hands and shook his head, and the ahoge on his head swayed back and forth.

"Handsome brother, you won't make the poor little thing stupid, will you?" Little Stone observed the motionless Shen Junhuai.

Nan Feng frowned and was a little worried about Shen Junhuai, and was too lazy to pay attention to Xiao Shitou's imaginative mouth.

Of course, it wasn't a problem with his hypnosis, but Shen Junhuai needed some time to calm down. It seemed that the incident had a really big impact on him.

Thinking of the young master who just spoke for the first time and kept calling him "Brother Jin", Nan Feng's pretty eyebrows were all annoyed.

Xiao Shitou used the system to investigate Shen Junhuai's illusion. He knew who that Jin Zhige was. He had to admit that she was a beautiful woman...

It’s better to lock up Ah Huai…

Little Stone hid behind the sofa and felt the air around him suddenly drop in temperature. It was chilly and murderous!

"Nannan..." The man on the sofa finally came to his senses. For the first time, he woke up from the dream, but now he only wanted to see one person.

When Nan Feng heard the call, his cold aura disappeared immediately. It was the handsome brother with the cold eyes of Xiao Shitou, and the gentle and caring Nan Nan in Shen Junhuai's eyes.

"How do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Nanfeng helped the man sit up and observed him.

Seeing Shen Junhuai sweating profusely, Nanfeng took out a dark blue handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his sweat.

Shen Junhuai shook his head, indicating that he was fine, and felt a little relieved. Over the years, his memories of the past have been blurred and he dared not face them. He would even be stimulated by seeing red things, and his mind was full of blood.

Nan Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it seemed that the choice of segmented treatment was the right one. Shen Junhuai needed to slowly adapt and accept it. Doing it all at once would easily backfire.

I glanced at the time and it was almost one in the afternoon. I didn't expect it to be so long. This hypnosis lasted for four hours. It seemed like a flash of illusion, but it was actually a long time.

Neither of them had lunch. The servants were ordered not to disturb them. In order not to distract them, Ms. Lan had already gone out shopping with her sisters. Needless to say, the two men were doing hard labor.

Now there are only Nanfeng and Shen Junhuai in the whole villa

Little Stone also thought of this and said, "Does that mean we can do whatever we want?!"

Nan Feng was speechless at his choice of words. "What are you trying to do?"

Little Stone blinked and said, "Little Stone wants to eat delicious food, pretty brother~"

Nan Feng didn't reply to him as a tacit agreement, and said to Shen Junhuai gently, "What do you want to eat, Ah Huai? Sweet and sour spare ribs, how about cola chicken wings?"

Although you can't eat too much of these, you can eat a little bit. Shen Junhuai's appetite is small, so the amount can be ignored.

Shen Junhuai nodded, and saw the handkerchief that Nanfeng had accidentally placed on the armrest of the sofa. He secretly hid it in his pocket while Nanfeng was cleaning the table.

What he didn't know was that all his little movements were seen by the man, and he couldn't help but wonder, does the young master like collecting handkerchiefs?

It's okay. I have a whole cabinet of handkerchiefs anyway. If the young master likes it, just take it. Let him pick out the ones he likes one day. Nanfeng thought for a while, pinched off the sandalwood that had been lit on the table, closed the lid, sorted out the information, and went downstairs with his men.

The villa was quiet, and Shen Junhuai breathed a sigh of relief. He would be nervous when there were too many people, but he would be more relaxed when there were fewer people.

Nanfeng asked him to sit on the sofa. The drawing board was still in the same position as yesterday. Everything was placed in its original position. It was obvious that it was Ms. Lan who ordered it.

Shen Junhuai glanced at the unfinished landscape painting from yesterday, raised his hand and tugged at Nanfeng. "Nannan," he called Nanfeng more and more smoothly, and his voice became much clearer.

Nanfeng picked up the dried paint and consciously went to organize the supplies for his young master. Who wouldn't feel soft-hearted when seeing the young master's trusting look? He was really in control.

Little Stone always felt that their time together was filled with pink bubbles. Looking through the older generation's record books, could this be love?!

Should I? Probably? Maybe? The handsome brother likes the poor little girl?! He discovered some big secret, but Little Stone always felt that it was natural for them to be together.

The poor little thing needs happiness, and having a handsome brother will definitely double her happiness!

What attribute did Xiao Shitou suddenly light up, he held high the banner of Huai Feng, and the leader of CP fans Xiao Shitou was born!

Arrange the things according to Shen Junhuai's habit, and Nanfeng went into the kitchen after seeing that he had entered the state of painting.

Finally, the two of them had a lunch that was neither too early nor too late.

After dinner, the two stayed in the living room, one continued to draw and the other read the notebook.

Shen Junhuai had been painting for too long and his wrists were a little sore. He put down his brush and stretched his wrists. His eyes were unconsciously attracted by the person on the sofa next to him.

Nan Feng wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his nose, covering his amorous peach blossom eyes. His tall nose supported the frame just right, and his thin lips were slightly parted because he was looking at something seriously.

The top two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned while he was eating, revealing his delicate collarbone. His lower part was covered by his clothes, and his arms with well-defined lines rolled up looked very explosive.

For some reason, Shen Junhuai suddenly thought of the man's strong arms when he was holding him. Every breath he took was filled with the sweet fragrance of peach blossoms, and those gentle eyes seemed to be able to see people deep into his heart...

Shen Junhuai looked at Nanfeng unconsciously.

Nan Feng lifted the frame of his glasses, then raised his head, his eyes bumping into Shen Junhuai's. When their eyes met, a different emotion flowed in the air.

Nan Feng habitually smiled at Shen Junhuai. That smile was as warm as the spring breeze, making his already handsome face even more charming.

Looking into each other's eyes is a human's spiritual kiss without emotion... I don't know why Shen Junhuai suddenly thought of this sentence he saw in a book.

Shen Junhuai's heart couldn't help but skip a beat. He quickly turned his head away, pretending to concentrate on painting. However, his hands began to tremble involuntarily, and the lines became crooked. The originally beautiful landscape painting suddenly had a few more scribbles.

In this quiet atmosphere, time seemed to stand still, with only the sound of Shen Junhuai's nervous breathing and the subtle sound of the pen tip touching the paper.

Nan Feng found it a little funny. "Ah Huai, are you looking at me and wondering what to eat tonight?" He emphasized the word "eat" a little, which had a special meaning.

Shen Junhuai didn't want to think about it, but the man's teasing eyes, the fiery gaze... He pursed his lips, the tips of his ears turned red and hot, pretending not to hear and continued to paint. He was a wooden man who couldn't hear or hear. He heard the man chuckle and glared at Nanfeng a little annoyed.

He is really bad!

The security bell at the entrance rang.

Nan Feng first glanced at Shen Junhuai, and seeing that he was not frightened, he put down the computer, stood up, and pressed the answer button.

The bodyguard's voice came in, "Young Master, someone said he was a friend of Young Master Shen and wanted to come see him, and brought someone with him."

Nan Feng replied coldly, "No."

Just as I was about to hang up, a young man's voice came in, "Huai Huai! I'm Awen, are you really not going to see me?"

The bodyguard immediately kicked the man out and told him to leave quickly, fearing that he would affect his work.

The voice was quite loud, so Shen Junhuai naturally heard it. It was a familiar voice, perhaps it was Que Wen?

Nanfeng rubbed his brows with a headache and asked Xiao Shitou, "What's going on?"

Little Stone exclaimed, "Why are these protagonists so clingy as plasters? And why is the protagonist-shou bringing the protagonist-gong along?" He hadn't seen these two hanging out together for a day, so why were they hanging out together?

"Are you asking me?" Nan Feng said indifferently.

Little Stone immediately got scared. "I'm sorry, pretty brother. I saw Chen Siyuan was pretty quiet these past few days, so I was investigating the affairs of the Shen and Yue families and forgot about them. I'm going to check them out now!"

Things have come to this point, Nan Feng will not say anything more, seeing Shen Junhuai stretching his neck to look here, he knows that he wants someone to come in

Nan Feng had no choice but to order the bodyguard to let them in, then he sat on the sofa with one hand on his forehead and looked at the data on the computer without saying a word. He had recently invested a little in stocks, and raising the young master still required a lot of money. He had to have everything good. He couldn't be well raised in the Shen family, otherwise things would get worse for him.

Shen Junhuai could feel that the man was in a bad mood, but he didn't know why. Was it because of him?

The young master didn't know what he did wrong, and looked a little uneasy. He didn't like this quiet atmosphere and wanted Nan Nan to hug him.

Pursing his lips, Shen Junhuai stuck the paintbrush on the drawing board and slowly moved towards Nanfeng without leaving any trace. Finally, with his unremitting efforts, his shoulder touched the man's shoulder, and he felt a little excited.

Nan Feng had noticed the movements of the young master a long time ago, and the annoyance in his heart had long disappeared without a trace. He felt that his young master was so cute that he really wanted to hold him in his arms.

I have to say that the two of them are worthy of being a couple, their feelings for each other are obvious

Nanfeng indulged her by putting her cold little claws into his gentle palm, and slowly clasped her ten fingers together and clenched them tightly.

The successful Shen Junhuai smiled secretly like a child who had eaten candy. Nanfeng's heart almost melted. He raised his other hand to rub his hair.

Knowing that it was the young master coaxing him, Nan Feng felt as sweet as honey in his heart. If those two annoying people didn't show up, Nan Feng estimated that his good mood would last until tomorrow.

...............

The protagonist group is about to start doing things~

They have to show their faces, otherwise it would be embarrassing.