Since the collapse of the three sons of Hechuan, Dong Wenfeng felt that the three people were a joke. Hechuan news agency had a lot of topics, and Dong Wenfeng had a bit more scenes.

Song Qingshan has been in charge of Dong's hotel since he became the head of Dong's hotel. Although there are many shortcomings, he has gradually been on the agenda.

Although song Qingshan was shocked by the relationship between his daughter song Xiaoyun and Dong Wenfeng, after analysis, he didn't think much. After all, they are both free. Although Dong Wenfeng already has two Zhuyu wives, his character and strength can't find a second person in Hechuan, so he is very relieved to entrust his daughter to Dong Wenfeng.

It happened to be Saturday. Song Xiaoyun finally got a week's rest. Tong Waner also ended a week's work. Murong was bored at home all day. He thought 300000 a month was enough. Now it's really fantastic. In less than half a month, it has spent about half of the expenditure of one million. It seems that it will really eat soil in the next one or two months. Thinking of this, Murong thought: we must not wait to die. We must find a way to make money. Sister yun'er is used to saving. Sister Wan'er has her own job, but I have no job and don't know how to save.

Murong thought more and more urgently. She had been looking for a way to make money that day. She didn't know that she hadn't slept all night and yawned the next day.

Last night, Dong Wenfeng discussed a barbecue today. The three women naturally raised their hands and cheered, especially Murong. Unexpectedly, she had the worst spirit the next day.

After Dong Wenfeng moved everything prepared for the barbecue, song Xiaoyun simply dressed up and came to help Dong Wenfeng move things.

"Brother Wenfeng, I'll come!" Song Xiaoyun wants to take over the four small stools in Dong Wenfeng's hand. Today, song Xiaoyun is wearing a pink slim sportswear. The tight clothes perfectly lining song Xiaoyun's bag, especially the sexy little hips.

Dong Wenfeng swallowed his saliva. Only then did he react and handed the stool to song Xiaoyun. When song Xiaoyun saw Dong Wenfeng's squint eyes, she couldn't help laughing. Then she gently knocked Dong Wenfeng on his head and left.

After arriving at the destination, Murong and Tong Waner became more familiar with each other, so they walked closer, so their two daughters discussed taking photos. Because there were only two cameras, they gently asked song Xiaoyun's opinion. Song Xiaoyun naturally guessed that she didn't have her own share, so she said to stay and help Dong Wenfeng get a barbecue rack.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, everything was ready, and even the sunshade had been built. Dong Wenfeng took out a brocade handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped it on Song Xiaoyun's forehead. He said with some embarrassment: "yun'er, I didn't expect that the outdoor barbecue was so tired, which also affected you to suffer."

Song Xiaoyun quickly shook her head and looked at Dong Wenfeng wiping every drop of sweat on her face for herself. Her mood suddenly stretched a lot. She smiled and said, "you're also very hard, but it's hard first and then sweet. You won't feel hard when you eat later, won't you?"

"Well, indeed, those two goblins don't know where they are still crazy. They won't be delicious later." Dong Wenfeng's words are naturally angry, but it can also be seen as he is defending his own fruit.

Sure enough, soon after, Murong and Tong Waner came back after smelling the fragrance. They didn't expect that they would compete for the victory fruits of Dong Wenfeng and song Xiaoyun with empty hands.

"Who allowed you to eat? Ten thousand yuan a bunch. Just now each of you ate a bunch, a total of twenty thousand yuan. Pay the money quickly." Dong Wenfeng's face was as high as a rich man's collection, and there was no tone of discussion at all.

"Husband, a family talking about money hurts their feelings. Why be so serious?" Murong said with a half joking smile.

Unexpectedly, Dong Wenfeng had no room for discussion at all. He continued: "my brother still knows how to settle accounts. Now is not the time to talk about feelings. I am defending the achievements of my work and yun'er."

Murong was hungry at the moment, and she couldn't stand the smell one by one. Unexpectedly, Dong Wenfeng didn't allow her to eat. This is simply holding a good thing in front of others. It's worse than killing a person.

"Good husband, I beg you, can you give me another string?" Murong saw that Dong Wenfeng didn't speak, and he was proud to chew a string of fragrant bones and flesh. Since he acquiesced, the one was delicious.

Murong was about to take a string. He saw a face coming together and holding it in Murong's mouth. When I went, there were only bamboo sticks left. Just now, the bones and flesh on it were connected, and Dong Wenfeng had taken love with a knife. Murong was so angry that he stamped his feet. His chest beat unevenly from front to back. He only saw Dong Wenfeng shaking.

Suddenly, Murong felt that his head was a little hot, and his head began to faint. He fell down with a sound of "front Dang". Dong Wenfeng was quick in his eyes and hands, and immediately helped Murong down while Murong was about to fall to the ground.

"Sister Murong, what's the matter?" Song Xiaoyun asked eagerly. Isn't she hungry.

Dong Wenfeng didn't believe Murong would faint suddenly. It was the trick of the ghost girl again. He pinched Murong's acupoint heavily. Murong didn't respond. Dong Wenfeng knew that all normal people could not help but feel Murong's forehead. Unexpectedly, the girl's temperature was abnormally high.

"It seems that she has a high fever and heatstroke. Yun'er, go to the ice container in the car and get two packs of ice bags. Wan'er, go to the car and get the medicine container."

The two women nodded respectively. Dong Wenfeng gently pressed Murong's abdomen and looked at the look on Murong's face. It seemed that they had to do artificial respiration. Dong Wenfeng laid Murong flat on the flat ground of the sunshade, gently pushed Murong's chest, then took a quick breath, pinched Murong's nose, and only felt an air flow into Murong's body.

Dong Wenfeng had secretly operated the nine gods' body protection skill, and the true Qi was conveyed to Murong's body. Soon Murong frowned a little and began to stretch out at the moment.

Song Xiaoyun picked it up. Murong woke up at this time. Looking at their eyes, he gently asked, "what happened to me just now?"

"Sister Murong, you really scared us to death. You fainted just now. It was brother Wenfeng who woke you up." Song Xiaoyun wisely avoided the scene of Dong Wenfeng's artificial respiration to Murong just now, but she didn't ignore Dong Wenfeng's credit.

"Really? I just feel dizzy." Murong said weakly.

"You're suffering from heatstroke. At the same time, you certainly didn't sleep well last night. It seems that you're too excited about the barbecue today." Dong Wenfeng scolded Murong. At the moment, Murong bowed his head and blushed. Dong Wenfeng didn't know that Murong didn't sleep all night. He was worried that he didn't spend enough money. I don't know if Dong Wenfeng would be dizzy after knowing it?