Thinking of this, Han Feng's idea came to him. There were only three silver coins left in the Han Mansion's warehouse.
Han Feng immediately found Bing'er and asked him to give him three silver coins. However, in the face of the family leader's orders, the little Loli, who always obeyed his words, rarely refused.
The little Loli insisted that she could only give him the silver coins with the consent of the eldest lady. After all, these money were all earned by the eldest lady.
Han Feng almost said that he would return the money with interest, but the little Loli stood at the door of the warehouse extremely stubbornly, with a determined attitude of "I will live and die with the silver coins."
Helpless, Han Feng had to lose the battle and went to find Chu Hanxin.
Although he was very reluctant to face this woman who had left a shadow on him, Han Feng had no choice but to bite the bullet for the sake of the spirit stone.
It was still early, the sky was just dawning, and everyone had not had breakfast yet. Han Feng was walking towards the west wing in a hurry, but he was secretly thinking, could this eldest sister not get up yet?
Standing outside the arch of the small courtyard in the west wing, after hesitating for a moment, Han Feng took a deep breath and stepped in with his head held high, but when he landed, he became cautious again.
There was nothing he could do. Thinking of Chu Hanxin's fierceness and arrogance that day, Han Feng was worried that if his footsteps were too loud, he would disturb the tigress, or if the other party got angry and was woken up by him, wouldn't he? Not very dangerous.
Therefore, Han Feng had to first confirm whether the other party had already gotten up.
Fortunately, Han Feng is now a three-star warrior. Although he still has no fighting power, his body coordination has been greatly improved.
At this moment, he tiptoed into the small courtyard in the west wing, but no sound was made.
He cautiously approached the west wing, climbed several stairs, and finally came to the door of the wing.
Han Feng did not dare to knock on the door directly. Instead, he stopped in front of the door and leaned his ear against the crack in the door to listen for any movement in the room. If the other party had already gotten up, he would knock on the door again.
After listening for a while, the room was silent, and Chu Hanxin seemed to be still asleep.
After hesitating for a while, Han finally decided that it would be better to leave first. After the eldest lady had slept well and was in a better mood, it would not be too late to borrow money from her.
Just when he was about to turn around and run away, something unexpected happened. Han Feng's belt, which seemed to have been cursed, inexplicably came loose again, and his pants instantly fell down!
Han Feng was startled and quickly bent over and reached out to grab his waistband.
However, in his desperation, Han Feng forgot that he was pressing against the door of the wing at this moment.
As soon as he leaned down and lowered his head, his head hit directly between the two door panels.
"boom……!"
As soon as it hit, the door opened wide with a muffled sound to both sides, and then a moist fragrant wind blew towards my face.
As soon as Han Feng grabbed the waistband of his trousers, he instantly realized something was wrong. When he suddenly stood up and raised his head, he froze directly at the door of the wing.
I saw that the hall directly opposite him was filled with steam, and a large bathtub half a person's height was placed in the center.
In the bathtub, the water rippled and the petals floated. A young woman with a clear and beautiful appearance, with long hair draped over her white and fragrant shoulders, leaned back on the edge of the bathtub.
At this moment, one of the woman's slender, white and tender thighs had just stretched out of the bathtub, her lotus arm was raised, and she was caressing her leg softly. However, this beautiful movement was already stiff at this moment.
The woman's beautiful eyes looked at the door of the wing with shock and dullness.
At this moment, in the dim light of the morning light, a thin and handsome young man, with his legs in a figure-eight shape, stood proudly at the door of the wing, his hands still holding the waistband of his trousers, a pair of deep gray trousers, shining in the morning light...!
