Ouyang Yinan has lived for twenty-four years and has never been so embarrassed. He has never been so thick-skinned in front of a girl. He must have been crazy.

Ouyang Yinan quickly walked downstairs and left the small building like a ghost strode like a ghost behind him.

My mind was full of the moment when I held him in my arms, and I realized that she was a girl... I didn't dare to think about the scene behind me. If I think about it again, someone would have a nosebleed.

Several entourage adjutants outside the gate saw Ouyang Yinan strode out, and looked inside the gate while curious. There was nothing, only the old lady who was guarding the gate was slowly closing the gate.

When Feng Yanming came out after taking a shower, Xiaojuanzi was napping against the bathroom door with her blanket in her arms! When she heard the sound of the door opening, the little girl suddenly woke up and looked at Feng Yanming, "Miss Feng, have you washed?"

Hurry up and put on the blanket and be careful to catch a cold.”

Feng Yanming didn't sleep well last night, but this happened again tonight. Now he was so sleepy when he was wrapped in a blanket on the bed.

In fact, it is all the functions of Ouyang Yinan's aromatherapy lamp.

Xiaojuanzi squatted on the ground to wipe the lady's hair, and carefully translated every word Ouyang Yinan told him to Feng Yanming, which became another version.

Feng Yanming was so sleepy that he felt uncomfortable falling outside the window. After hearing Xiaojuanzi's muttering, she wanted to say a few words or ask a few words, but she was really sleepy and said, "Xiaojuanzi, let's not talk about your young master anymore?"

Don’t work so hard to wipe my hair. Use a hairdryer to dry it a few times. Let’s sleep together!”

Xiaojuanzi said, "No, my young master has advised you not to dry your hair, but you should wipe it with a towel."

Feng Yanming frowned, "Your young master has a lot of things. This is my hair. I have the final say. Go and get the hair dryer quickly. I will finish it in a few strokes. We will all take a break after it is finished."

The paper was so stubborn that it was not good, and he carefully wiped his hair, "No, this is what the young master arranged."

Feng Yanming closed his eyes, OK! How could such a rigid girl come?

Feng Yanming's hair is quite long. If this girl is rigid, then she won't have to sleep tonight. Do you have to wipe the lady's hair all night? Thinking about it, Feng Yanming still insisted on opening his eyelids, "Forget it, bring the hair dryer and I'll blow it myself."

He didn't tell me how to do this hair, and your eldest son didn't penetrate his eyes, so he wouldn't know."

After the hair was served, Feng Yanming said, "Okay, let's sleep on the same bed with me! It's cold on the sofa."

Xiaojuanzi was stunned for a second as if she had heard the fantasy, and then quickly waved her hand and said, "No, no, the sofa is pretty good. The sofa in this room was carried from the young master. It was new, so soft and warm!"

Feng Yanming's sleepiness was so shocked that more than half of her words were flying away by Xiao Juanzi.

Is the sofa here carried from Ouyang Yinan's residence?

"What about the former owner of this yard?"

Feng Yanming even asked casually.

The test paper was also instinctive, "No one lives in this yard. The building next to it belongs to Miss San, but Miss San comes back a few times a year and only lives for a few days. Most of the time, she lives in the yard of Miss San, and it is empty here."

"Oh," Feng Yanming said again, "Then, do you usually pull weeds, water flowers, and bask in the sun in this yard?"

Xiaojuanzi, "No! I am the maid in the eldest young master's yard. This time, the eldest young master specially transferred to serve you, Miss."

Feng Yanming suddenly opened his eyes a little, "Is that right?

So, do you usually trust your eldest son?”

Xiaojuanzi smiled shyly, lowered her eyes and just made the bed for the young lady, "It should be fine! It has something to do with my long time in Ouyang Mansion!"

They are both two girls who are in love. That night, Feng Yanming slept very well. Perhaps because he took a hot bath and the bedside with an aromatherapy lamp, the girl slept well without dreams all night, but Miss Feng was dreaming when it was almost dawn.

The dream was full of chaos. Sometimes, the family and relatives and friends in Nanyang were tied up and wanted to be shot. Sometimes, when they were in an American school, the Chinese classmate suddenly ignored her, and the bedding in the dormitory was thrown on the lawn outside the window by the classmate.

While she was walking alone with her schoolbag and holding a quilt, suddenly a group of men in black and long-haired ghosts blocked her way. Among them, the leader was a young man and the fifth concubine Shao Min of Ouyang Shaoqing... Shao Min's eyes were bleeding, and she waved her hand, "Go up, grab this little bitch and give it to Taijun as a gift..." "Brother Nan... save me..." As the group of people waved their big swords and moved closer to Feng Yanming, she shouted "Brother Nan... save me..." Then she suddenly woke up and sat up.

She really called out the sound of "Brother Nan, save me". Not only was she scared, but she was also scared to wake up.

Xiaojuanzi rolled down from the sofa while crawling. She fell and turned on the light without wearing her shoes. "Ms. Feng, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Feng Yanming was sweating heavily and stared at Xiaojuanzi silently, obviously waking up from a nightmare.

Xiaojuanzi then breathed a sigh of relief, "Miss Feng, are you dreaming?"

Feng Yanming nodded, "Xiao Juanzi, I dreamed that someone wanted to kill me..." Xiao Juanzi followed Feng Yanming's back with one hand, and wiped her forehead and face with a brocade hand with the other hand, and comforted her, "Don't be afraid or not, Juanzi is here! Dreams are all against each other."

Of course Feng Yanming was afraid. There was a fifth concubine in this dream. She turned into a ghost and wanted to kill her?

And her family, relatives and friends?

However, Feng Yanming could not tell Xiaojuanzi what happened when she and Ouyang Yinan came back from outside last night, and could not mention the incident between the fifth concubine and Ouyang Yinan. Dreams could not mention the fifth concubine.

Suddenly, Feng Yanming's pupils instantly became bigger. Could it be that the fifth concubine was dead?

Feng Yanming swallowed hard, "What time is it?"

Xiaojuanzi picked up the small alarm clock at the head of the bed and said, "It's six o'clock, it's dawn."

Feng Yanming stared at Xiaojuanzi in horror, "Xiaojuanzi, I slept so hard last night. Have you heard anything?"

If the fifth concubine died, there would definitely be a big change in the mansion. After all, it is not a small matter to die, let alone Shao Min is still so young, and he is more or less a woman who has been favored by Ouyang Shaoqing.

Xiaojuanzi shook her head, "No! Miss, don't scare yourself. Dreams are the opposite. Otherwise, you can tell me about the dream. There is a saying in our hometown that people have nightmares, and they say it before the sun comes out in the morning, and the bad luck in the dream will disappear.
Chapter completed!