Godly Farmer Doctor: Arrogant Husband, Can’t Afford to Offend!

When she thought of it, he also grabbed her wrist, but she immediately pulled back.

Jin Xiaoan swallowed the toasted plate in the mouth and chased him behind the son. He saw him standing under the stairs and didn't ask: "What happened to you, son? What do you want to stay?"

Meng Nan returned to God, licked the hoe, and licked the cockroach that had just emerged from the bottom of his heart. He smiled bitterly: "Nothing, let's go!"

Hey? What qualifications does he have?

He is a Mengjia son, rich and powerful, but what about it? He can't give life that he wants.

He can't give it, but Hu Feng can.

He can't leave his family, can't give up his identity, and can't stay in this broken town forever.

His life was doomed when he was born, and he could not change anything.

Standing at the door of Ya's room, he tried to hide the sorrow on the face and make himself look as peaceful as he was.

Opening the curtain of the elegant room, Hu Feng stood in front of the window and looked at the streetscape downstairs. Bai Yan sat at the table and poured tea. He saw him coming in and hurriedly said, "Come and sit, this tea. Not bad."

Meng Nan sat down beside her, took the hot tea she handed, sniffed in front of her nose, and shook her head slowly: "This tea is not new tea, it should be Chen tea last year or the year before."

White babes don't know much about tea. They used to drink less. In the world, they drink less.

"Is it? I don't know much, I can't smell it." She sipped her tea and still didn't taste anything good or bad. She just suddenly thought of a kind of tea she had used to drink, and she couldn't say good or bad. But very fragrant.

"Meng Nan, have you ever had jasmine tea?"

Meng Nan shook his head: "I haven't drunk, but I have heard it. Most of the girls like it. If you want to drink, I will ask someone to get some of it."

Bai Hao hurriedly waved his hand: "No need to use it, I will ask casually, I don't drink tea on weekdays. I can't appreciate this kind of thing."

Hu Feng glanced at the white eyes, did not say anything, turned and walked to the other side of the white squat, he looked up to Meng Nan: "Your Meng family must be a big family in Kyoto?"

Meng Nan nodded absently: "Well, forget it."

Jin Xiaoan, who was on the side, hurriedly said: "What is it? Is Mengjia the first of the four gates of Kyoto City? If this is not a big family, then what counts?"

Speaking of the four gate valves, Hu Feng’s brain suddenly flashed something, too fast, and he tried to catch it, but he didn’t catch anything, so it flashed.

Bai Yan looked curious and asked: "How big is it? Is it better than the royal family?"

Jin Xiaoan proudly raised his face and smiled with a smirk: "Although it is no worse than Wang Gong, but the ordinary aristocrats can be much more powerful, you have to know, my aunt's aunt, but the most favored lady of the emperor today. ""

Bai Yu thought of the emperor's list that he had seen in the town a while ago. "No, if Russell is the most favored nephew of the emperor, then why is the emperor's book purely a post? Why not seal the book?"

She did not know how, this should not have been asked, how did she suddenly ask for an exit?

Not waiting for Jin Xiaoan and Meng Nan to answer, she hurriedly said: "You don't have to answer, I also asked for a moment."

Meng Nan waved his hand: "Nothing, this is not a big secret. But people in Kyoto City don't know, and it doesn't matter if they say it."