After marrying the short-lived young master, the little fairy wife was spoiled ✔

Chapter 52

Chu Feng regretted when he asked.

He should not meddle in the affairs of opiates. What's more, he should help opiates find a suitable partner.

Thinking of this, he tightened his hand in his wide sleeve, looked at the opiate and turned off the topic.

"I have something else to deal with in the other hospital. I'll go back first. It's not early. Come back early after you finish your work."

Then he turned and left.

Zhang Yong was ahead of him and disappeared.

Chu Feng's accelerated pace slowed down gradually, staring at the back of Zhang Yong's departure. The good-looking sword eyebrow frowned and said in a dark way, "Zhang Yong can't do it. He even left the opiate alone and left. He has to find another lover in the future."

"Young master?"

Ah Yao followed him at some time and shook a corner of his sleeve with his small hand.

"Don't have aunt Fulian in the hospital. What are you going to do?"

Chu Feng was dumbfounded. It was just an excuse.

"Are you looking for Zhang Yong at the foot of the mountain?"

"Well, Sister Lotus and brother Zhang Yong stayed alone on the mountain in the daytime. I didn't see them during the lecture just now. I was a little worried, so I came to have a look. I wanted to talk to the young master, but the young master seemed very busy..."

She said finally, the fundus light was dim, but Chu Feng didn't notice it.

"I see... But I just saw Zhang Yong and didn't see the lotus. Haven't you come down yet? Go up the mountain together?"

"Keep the change."

Behind him, a voice sounded.

A Yao and Chu Feng looked back, and the lotus came down the mountain path with a basket on her back and a hoe.

"Sister Lotus!"

A Yao's eyes lit up, hurried to meet her and whispered to her, "How's it going? Is there any progress?"

Lotus cheeks slightly red, tight tight on the basket, nodded.

"Yes..."

For her, there is progress, but looking at Zhang Yong's reaction, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Anyway, she took this step, either married or a stranger. She didn't want to regret it all her life.

"Really? Congratulations!" Ah Yao was very happy and whispered beside her, "Sister Lotus, people and monsters..."

She shook her head at this point.

After doing meritorious deeds, she is a fairy, not a monster.

"If people and immortals like each other, can they?"

This question makes no sense. Lotus only said that she had read too many novels recently, so she didn't think about it.

"There is no good result for different races to like each other in the book, but where is such a thing in reality? Don't think about it. Your young master is still waiting for you. Go back quickly and I should go home."

Ah Yao drooped a small face, "Oh", watched the lotus leave and walked heavily towards Chu Feng.

"What's the matter?" Chu Feng looked at the withered opiate and the lotus that had left.

A Yao didn't know what to say. He stared at Chu Feng for a while, suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged him around his waist.

Chu Feng doesn't know what happened, but she can feel the grievance of the little girl.

When there was no one around, he let her hold him and stroked her hair with his big palm.

After a while, the opiate released him and took his hand.

"Well, young master, let's go back to another hospital."

Tomorrow's last bowl of medicine, the young master's illness recovers, and she can also achieve positive results.

As for whether human immortals can like each other, go back and ask Grandpa.

They went back to the other hospital. At night, they went back to their rooms.

Chu Feng sat in front of the low table, burning candles at the table, reflecting his handsome face deeply.

He looked at the deep night outside the window for a long time, until the candle burned, then his eyes blinked, picked up the wolf hair, stained with ink, picked up his pen and wrote on the paper.

【Ziheng, good friend, how are you doing recently? Just... I'll be frank... There's a woman around me. She's beautiful and good-natured. I dare say that no woman can beat her half in heaven and earth. I don't have much time and she has nowhere to go. If I can entrust this woman to you, I'll be very relieved and die in peace...】

When the last stroke fell, he held Langhao's fingers until his fingertips turned white.

Close your eyes, take a deep breath, blow dry the ink on it, fold the paper and put it into the envelope.

Ziheng is his best friend. He can trust his personality and family background.

If opiate is entrusted to such a man, he can rest assured.

Tomorrow, let Fubo send this letter.

Chu Feng looked at the letter in his hand and then looked at the wall next to him.

At the other end of the wall is opiate.

Girl, this is the last thing I can do for you.