Ye Feng waited in Yangcheng for about half a month before he was notified by Cheng Fei'er that he could finally set off.

When Chen Xuan learned that he was going to the island country, in the few days before his departure, she seemed to be a different person, and tortured him every night.

Fortunately, he has a lot of capital, and if he changes to someone with a slightly weaker physique, he may only be able to send a mummy to the island country.

In addition to Chen Xuan, Zhao Fulin, Luo Jingyuan and others also took turns to entertain him. They hugged him and wept bitterly after drinking too much, making him feel as if he was going to die.

In the last few days, he can be said to be in pain and joy.

On the one hand, enjoy all kinds of entertainment from relatives and friends, whether it is wine, meat or carnal.

On the other hand, he is not made of iron. Under the ravages of this kind of lust, his spirit weakens at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Therefore, when he saw Cheng Fei'er at the airport, he was so excited that he was about to cry.

She is simply a living bodhisattva who saves suffering and rescues, and finally rescued him from this dire world.

Cheng Fei'er was dressed a bit **** today. She was dressed in black business attire, the skirt only covered her knees, and her legs were white and round.

If it was in the past, Ye Feng might still take a peek.

But he is no longer interested in women, even if she stands naked in front of him now... maybe he can barely react.

"Are you... all right?" Cheng Fei'er saw his sluggish look, and was a little worried, for fear that if he couldn't hold on to the island country, he would die first.

Ye Feng sat down on the chair, "It's okay, but the body is a little overdrawn, and it will be fine after a couple of days."

Cheng Fei'er had a strange look in his eyes, "Although I shouldn't say this, you should pay attention to it, it's ridiculous to be young, what will you do when you're old?"

Ye Feng was too lazy to talk about such an in-depth topic with a chick who had never enjoyed love between a man and a woman, so he closed his eyes and meditated.

Cheng Fei'er didn't bother with this issue anymore, but took out a stack of documents from her bag, "This is our new identity now, you are still acting in your true colors, and I will be your assistant to help you with some daily affairs... "

Ye Feng took the information, without even looking at it, he threw it aside, "Since you are an assistant, then please do some things that an assistant should do."

Cheng Feier was taken aback for a moment, "Assistant... what should I do?"

Ye Feng lifted his eyes and glanced at her, "The assistant is my third hand. You have to do the housekeeper's work, and you have to do the maid's work. I'm thirsty now."

Cheng Fei'er gritted her teeth, wanting to slap him, but finally held back, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him, "Yes."

Ye Feng was a little displeased, "Huh, what? Hey me."

After speaking, he opened his mouth.

Cheng Fei'er felt a small flame burning in her body, she clenched her fist tightly, but finally let go.

Forget it, it's all for the mission.

I had no choice but to hold back my anger and pour water into his mouth.

Ye Feng took two sips and pushed her hand away, "Will you serve others? Do you want to choke me to death?"

Cheng Fei'er finally couldn't bear it any longer, and roared in a low voice, "I'm just pretending to be your assistant, but you really treat me like a maid?"

Ye Feng looked at her angrily, "Comrade Cheng Fei'er, I'm going to criticize you for this. You seem to be very resistant to the tasks assigned by the organization? You should do your best when the organization entrusts you with such an important task. Do your best, what kind of attitude is this?"

Cheng Fei'er was immediately stunned by his big hats, "When did I have resistance to the tasks assigned by the organization?"

"I just think... when I meet outsiders, I can pretend to be an assistant, but when there is no one..."

Ye Feng raised his hand to interrupt her, "Your thinking is wrong. If you don't pay attention to these problems, you may reveal your truth at critical moments."

"You have to learn from those actors on this point. To assume the role, you have to start with every detail."

Cheng Fei'er was obviously at a disadvantage when it came to bickering, and was immediately stunned speechless.

Ye Feng raised Erlang's legs, "Come on, give me a shoulder massage first, I'll feel your technique."

Cheng Fei'er was indignant, "Is the assistant still in charge of giving you a massage?"

Ye Feng glanced at her, "I can see that you haven't done your homework. The assistant is responsible for everything except sleeping."

Cheng Fei'er was tongue-tied, isn't this a hooligan?

"Since you don't want to, forget it. It just so happens that I still have a lot of things to deal with in Yangcheng, so I won't go to the island country yet." Ye Feng said pretendingly, and was about to get up.

"Okay, I'll do it, shall I?" Cheng Fei'er gritted her teeth angrily, but finally walked behind him, punched him twice on the back of the head, and then began to help him press his shoulders.

"Did you not eat this morning? Can you use some strength?" Ye Feng commented on her technique.

Cheng Fei'er suppressed his anger for a while, and immediately increased his strength.

"Ah! Are you going to murder the...boss? Can you be gentle?" Ye Feng poked again.

"Then do you want me to be more important or less important?" Cheng Fei'er had never seen such a difficult person to serve, and she wanted to pick her up again.

"Have you ever given someone a massage?"

"No."

"Where's your dad?"

"No."

"Where's your grandpa?"

"nor."

"What an unfilial girl." Ye Feng couldn't help shaking his head with emotion, "Then imagine me as your father, if you give your father a massage, what kind of force would you use?"

"I'll kill him." Cheng Fei'er's voice was so dark that Ye Feng couldn't help shivering.

"You...you have a grudge against your father?" He coughed twice.

"Yes, he killed my mother. Fortunately, he is in prison now, otherwise I would have killed him with my own hands." Cheng Fei'er had a look of hatred on his face.

"He is also a person with a story!" Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh.

"Would you like me to press it for you now?"

"Of course, don't worry about your miserable life experience, I will sympathize with you. Who doesn't have a miserable life experience?"

"You're such a bastard."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"And it's thick-skinned."

"What is cheek? Can it be eaten?"

"..."