Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment Chapter 2070 - Capítulo 2070: You Are The One Called Ye Feng?
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Ye Feng distinctly heard the bathroom door next door creak open and then shut, indicating that Zhuang Xiaoqiao had probably just completed her shower.
Noticing yet another message from Chen Xuan, this one featuring an even more alluring photo along with a sulky emoji saying “I am just quietly looking at you,” Ye Feng gulped down his saliva and hurriedly typed back, “I promise, I will return to Lingnan in two days at most!”
Following that, he swiftly enabled the “do not disturb” setting on his phone.
True to form, only moments passed before a knock echoed at the door.
Ye Feng approached and swung the door open. There stood Zhuang Xiaoqiao, clad solely in a bathrobe with her hair still damp. She appeared flushed and delicate, resembling a fresh lotus blooming from the water.
Without uttering a word, Zhuang Xiaoqiao stepped directly into Ye Feng’s room and shut the door after her.
“Aren’t you going to bring some clothes?” Ye Feng had barely begun speaking when Zhuang Xiaoqiao released the bathrobe’s tie, allowing it to slip away as if punctuating his question. With eyes full of desire, she advanced toward him.
With matters reaching this point, words were pointless. They simply dove into the intensity!
After an extended bout in the shadows, once she could endure no longer, Ye Feng embraced Zhuang Xiaoqiao as they drifted off to sleep together.
On the following morning, while Ye Feng remained in slumber, a peculiar sensation stirred him.
It felt like someone had seized control of his destiny’s reins.
He roused himself in a daze and found Zhuang Xiaoqiao gazing at him with playful curiosity.
And beneath the covers…
Ye Feng felt a mix of amusement and exasperation, promptly swatting away her playful grip.
“It’s early in the morning. Let it rest for a while.”
“Even slaves have holidays.”
Zhuang Xiaoqiao giggled. “I didn’t start it!”
“I was sleeping well, but…”
Ye Feng cleared his throat. “This is not his fault, it is just a normal reaction of the body, any young man would be like this in the morning…”
“Interesting.” Zhuang Xiaoqiao displayed keen fascination. She tugged at the blanket, eager to examine it further.
Ye Feng hurriedly held the blanket in place. “It’s almost time, get up.”
“Today is our last day harvesting the sea. I don’t know when we’ll be able to relax like this again.”
“That makes sense.” Zhuang Xiaoqiao appeared thoughtful, yet the instant Ye Feng released his hold, she yanked the blanket up for a peek inside.
“Hehehe, I finally saw it…” Having glimpsed it, she hastily draped the bathrobe around herself and leaped from the bed.
“Bye bye, my big baby. I’ll come back to pamper you tonight…”
“I can only say that you are indeed worthy of being called you!” Ye Feng couldn’t suppress a chuckle; he too threw off the blanket and began freshening up.
Once cleaned up, he descended the stairs alongside Zhuang Xiaoqiao. Sure enough, a lavish breakfast awaited on the table, accompanied by neatly arranged gear for sea harvesting nearby.
After exchanging greetings with Hai Ling’er and Hai Xiaoyao and sharing the meal, Ye Feng donned his equipment with them, readying for the final voyage out to sea.
Yet Ye Feng hadn’t anticipated that, shortly after setting off with the other sea harvesters, a menacing figure resembling the Fire Cloud Evil God would approach. He was flanked by over a dozen hulking thugs.
At once, the nearby sea harvesters reacted as if spotting a deadly curse, scrambling to steer clear or bolting to distant spots.
Hai Ling’er and Hai Xiaoyao paled in fear, urgently attempting to tug Ye Feng and Zhuang Xiaoqiao to safety.
“Hmm?” But right then, several burly men materialized ahead, obstructing Hai Ling’er’s way.
“Uncle Ya!” At the sight, Hai Ling’er halted and fixed her gaze on the intimidating man.
The fierce man disregarded her entirely, locking eyes on Ye Feng instead. He sparked a cigarette, inhaled deeply, and then growled, “You are called Ye Feng?”
“Uncle Ya…” Hai Ling’er rushed to defend Ye Feng, but he held her back. Stepping forward, Ye Feng met the man’s savage stare. “What can I do for you?”
The fierce-looking man appraised Ye Feng with a cold smirk. “You’re quite arrogant!”