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Chapter 42 Reverse Good Man Card

Seeing that he was actually criticized as the scumbag protagonist who opened his harem.

Jiang Yun couldn't help but sarcastically said, "I don't want to be said by the young lady who openly reads Xiao Huangshu in the academy."

"I didn't openly watch it. This is my secret base. I can see whatever I want."

Although the man in front of him pointed out the fact that he read Xiao Huang's book, Feng Lingyin had no worries about it.

It seemed that in her eyes, Xiao Huangwen was just an ordinary pastime, not even ashamed of Mary Sue.

"You can get this kind of book in the college... I remember that the school rules clearly prohibit holding this kind of book."

"The Feng family has long occupied a seat on the college board of directors. Do you think the school rules will have any binding force on me, the young lady of the Feng family?"

"You can also say such words, you are so cool."

"You are very chic, Mr. Madfak."

"Damn it, if that happens, I will call you Miss Yingxue Yu Hanling!"

“…”

“…”

The two looked at each other and saw the words "embarrassment" in each other's eyes.

So Feng Lingyin shook her head and said, "Why don't we take a step back and stop talking about the names of bed bugs? Then I'll be embarrassed, too."

"Yes, but you must have taught me the words "dead virginity" that the guy called me before. What's wrong with teaching? Teach the parrot about this."

"Oh, did it shout that at you? I'm so sorry."

Hearing this, Feng Lingyin looked Jiang Yun up and down, and smiled and said, "No matter how you look at Chef Jiang, you don't look like a dead virgin. Instead, you should be a very fickle scumbag, right? There are hundreds of girlfriends outside, singing every night, and so on."

"Chief Jiang! A flirtatious scumbag! Singing every night!"

"Shut up! Bedbug!"

Seeing that the bedbug was very capable, he intercepted several important words and started to sing in sharp tones. Jiang Yun quickly punched it in his head.

I have to say that the head of this macaw is really hard, no wonder it is called the "Kingang" parrot.

This brain was probably tempered by being beaten up by various creatures every day in ancient times. It is a master of being beaten up by many tricks.

Originally, Jiang Yun thought Feng Lingyin would be angry at the fact that he named the parrot "Bomb" and always beat it.

But after the beating, I found that the young lady seemed to have no reaction, as if she felt that the bedbug was very worthy of beating.

What a wonderful young lady... No wonder she was able to be with Su Yuejian.

Looking at the wind chime sound lying back on the recliner to continue reading, Jiang Yun was playing with bed bugs while drinking the cold tea while thinking in his mind.

In the pavilion where clouds and mist are everywhere, the fragrance of flowers is everywhere, the sun is shining, and there are also beautiful girls, bed bugs and little yellow books.

Jiang Yun sat for half an hour and felt that he should go back to prepare dinner before he stood up and said goodbye.

However, as Jiang Yun was about to return to the kitchen, Feng Lingyin thought for a second, then shouted to his back: "Chief Jiang, in fact, three days later...well!"

Feng Lingyin naturally knew about the incident that the board of directors would send a special committee to investigate Jiang Yun in three days.

But when she was about to remind the chef, she suddenly realized that she shouldn't have done this.

After all, Feng Lingyin and Su Yuejian have another bet, if Jiang Yun can work here for seven days.

Then Miss Feng had to confess to him in person, otherwise she would get ancient books that could not be bought with a lot of money.

If you think from this perspective, Feng Lingyin must be willing to get out of here.

But after staying with this chef for a while, Miss Feng felt that this person was quite interesting, and the dishes he cooked were indeed delicious, and she didn't want him to get out of here.

No, no, if I remind him, wouldn’t he be able to stay?

If he stays, wouldn’t my bet lose?

If my bet is lost, wouldn’t I confess to this guy?

Thinking of this, Feng Chime Yin couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Before meeting Su Yue, she swears confidently that even if she really loses, she will never feel embarrassed.

But when she really saw Jiang Yun, she realized that it was impossible.

When Feng Lingyin thought of confessing to the chef standing in front of him, he felt his stomach twitching, as if a little demon named "Shame" was surging in it.

But just as Feng Lingyin was crazy about it, Jiang Yun turned around and asked, "What did you say? Three days later? What happened three days later?"

"Ahem, it's actually because three days later..."

Fengling Yi was always smart, so she quickly thought about it and prepared to use an excellent excuse to perfunctory.

Jiang Yun smiled and said, "By the way, you have a board seat at home, so you should know what the special committee is coming?"

"Ah? Did you already know?"

Feng Lingyin breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. She was thinking about whether to remind the other party, but Jiang Yun knew it in advance.

After all, Bai Tan had come to him before, so the chief maid naturally had already told the situation of the "special committee" before leaving, and asked Jiang Yun to be careful in the near future.

This is great... Feng Lingyin doesn't have to force herself to lie.

Seeing Feng Lingyin breathing a sigh of relief, Jiang Yun continued, "You just wanted to remind me, right? Thank you very much, you are such a good person."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young chef waved to the girl, turned his head and pushed away the banana leaves and walked towards the entrance of the plantation.

I...a really a good person?

Originally, Feng Lingyin didn't feel much guilty about intending to deceive Jiang Yun. After all, both sides were not very familiar with each other, so naturally his own interests were more preferred.

However, before leaving, Miss Feng felt a little sad.

After a while, she sighed and said, "Huh, I obviously plan to lie to you, but you didn't notice it... Is this a good person?"

Originally, the wind chime sound was just a few words of self-deprecation, but the bed bug next to him immediately shouted: "Good man! Good man! You are a good man! But we are not suitable!"

"Shut up!" Before the bed bug could finish calling, Feng Lingyin had already picked up the book in her hand and smashed it over.

The yellow-haired man wearing a dragon pattern suit and holding a submachine gun on the book seal seemed to punch the bed bug hard.

This punch directly smashed it into pieces and flew to somewhere to sort out the feathers.

And when this young lady Feng was struggling with the good guy card alone in the pavilion.

Jiang Yun has returned to his kitchen...or to the already messy kitchen.

When Jiang Yun left, the kitchen was still in order, but he went out for a walk but became messy.

The maids seemed to be rushing to find something, and after seeing the chef, several of them turned pale.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Jiang Yun also asked them quickly: "What's wrong? I was in a hurry, can't I find anything?"

"There is indeed this." One of the maids nodded and swallowed.

"Don't be anxious, things can always be found. Look, I'm not in a hurry at all. What exactly is missing?"

"That, it's actually the small pot of mushroom soup you cooked not long ago and disappeared."

"Oh, it's just a small pot of mushrooms...what!!!!"
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