Chapter 245 He Is Not Interested in Worshipping Big Brother

Duan Feihan: "..."

He is not interested in worshipping his big brother.

Duan Feihan reached out and rubbed her delicate and flawless face, frowning as he watched the flying feather blanket flying around in the sky above Haicheng.

I can't go on anymore, I can't let the drunk Bai Chuwei just sleep on it, and I don't know if she will catch a cold.

Duan Feihan put his hand on the feather blanket and whispered, "Do you understand human speech? Do you know when you go home?"

Duan Feihan didn't know if this flying spirit device understood him and flew around in the night sky.

He lowered his eyes and looked down. After hiding his fear of heights, he found that the path below was very familiar to him...

The blanket flew over the large lawn in the Duan Family Chinese Garden Villa at a very fast speed and stopped.

Duan Feihan was speechless for a while, and he didn't know if Bai Chuwei's flying feather blanket had drunk fake wine and asked her to send her Bai Chuwei home, how did it fly to his house?

Duan Feihan jumped off the Feiyu blanket, gently stretched out his hand and embraced Bai Chuwei, hugged him and walked towards his courtyard.

Duan Feihan is happy and quiet, and usually does not allow servants to enter or leave his living room without him, so when he carried Bai Chuwei back to his room, no one seemed to notice.

He lifted the grey air-conditioning quilt with one hand and put her into the bed.

Duan Feihan turned around and saw that the flying feather blanket had been rolled up and lay on the sofa.

It's really quite a spiritual flying spirit tool, except that I can't understand human words a bit.

Duan Feihan was sitting beside the bed, watching Bai Chuwei was in a mess, her beautiful face was still flushed red.

Duan Feihan regretted it. How did Bai Chuwei know that there were peach trees in his Nancheng Manor?

What kind of peach blossom drunk is brewed, and he made himself drunk.

He lowered his head and sniffed, and he seemed to have the smell of Bai Chuwei's alcohol.

Duan Feihan got up and walked into the locker room, took off his smoky gray suit, and picked out a clean and refreshing home clothes to put on.

When he went out again, Bai Chuwei slept on his bed and changed his position to sleep on his side, showing his long hair with his back to him.

The Chinese-style garden villa of the Duan family is a bit like the house of an ancient big family.

Except for the main kitchen, each courtyard has its own kitchenette.

Duan Feihan walked into the small kitchen with his mobile phone, and cooked the wine tea according to Du Niang's method. The soup was boiling and bubbling in the small milk pot.

The courtyard is very quiet, and the night wind brings a faint smell of alcohol.

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Duan Xingye's face was full of anger, and he walked out of the hall with a wave of his hand. He was really disgusted.

Otherwise, at this time, he could memorize a hundred words, but now he has only memorized fifty!

Just now, his father Duan Xiuhao actually brought Xu Xingchen back...

His biological father said, "You and Xingchen are brothers anyway. That's the look on your face when you see your own brother coming home? Are all the things you taught you fed to the dog?"

Duan Xingye exploded when he heard it, and scolded: "Only grandpa, my mother, and fourth uncle taught me before, you dad never taught me!" He threw away the word book and ran from the hall.

Duan Xingye is so angry that his stomach hurts, his lungs hurt, and it hurts everywhere!

Duan Xingye was about to go back to his room to write a math test paper to be calm and calm, but suddenly his eyebrows rose, and he saw that his fourth uncle's courtyard room seemed to be lit...

Did his fourth uncle come home?

Thinking of this, Duan Xingye decided to postpone the plan to write a math test paper for half an hour, and walked towards Duan Feihan's bedroom...