The God of Slaughter, Baiqi

After he had chatted with Ling Feiyu until eleven, he took a shower then slept with Ling Feiyu in his embrace.

On the next day, a ray of warm sunlight shone into their bedroom, and Jiang Feng woke up from his dreams.

"You awake? Pack up quickly and we can then leave."

He sat on the bed and saw Ling Feiyu already up and putting on makeup at the dressing table.

Even without any makeup, Ling Feiyu's beauty was already jaw-dropping. After applying some makeup, her beauty was equal to that of the gods. Jiang Feng felt his heart throb in the morning.

He quickly got up from the bed as he felt the heat from down under. "Damn. We have to get married soon, or my days will get very difficult."

Ling Feiyu looked at Jiang Feng below the waist and laughed while covering her mouth.

After packing up, Jiang Feng, Ling Feiyu, Jiang Feng's father, Xiaohei, and Su Qing left in the car and headed to the city.