Feng Chenglin: "..."

What kind of wind is this?

Okay, where did he say the wrong thing? !

To be honest, this is really a proper ancestor, more tired than serving a Bodhisattva! !

Tired! !

Inside the hut, the god-aunt sat down at the table, silently pulling the golden beans, her eyes staring at the nothingness in front of her, and finally slowly looking towards the crystal ball, her eyes charming.

Feng Chenglin knew that he was in trouble, and didn't dare to talk any more, he could only consciously fill in the pit he dug.

After doing everything, when I turned around, I saw the god-aunt sitting on the threshold, leaning on one side, looking at him faintly, and suddenly felt a chill.

"That...senior, what do you have to order?!"

Seeing her eyes, she seemed to be able to eat him.

"sit!"

"what?!"

The **** aunt has an unhappy look: "Sit down!"

The voice is slightly heavy.

"Oh"

Feng Chenglin responded bitterly.

Where to sit?

On the ground! ?

Should I be closer or farther away? !

The egg tangled in pain for a while, he chose a stone, and just about to sit down, the voice of the god-aunt came again.

"Afraid I would eat you?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Yes! !

Or else he still hides this far? !

"Here..." The **** aunt patted the threshold beside her.

Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth: "It's fine for me to sit here!"

Shen aunt didn't answer, but looked coldly, and saw that Feng Chenglin's back was sweating out, and her heart trembled. She hurriedly sat down with her hips half-pulled and moved as far as possible.

Who knows

The god-aunt slipped and slid to Feng Fatty's side, took his arm, and snuggled him on his shoulder.

"senior"

Feng Chenglin was sitting at the door, unavoidable at this time, his back instantly stiffened and his body stiff.

"Don't move..." The god-aunt's voice seemed to be whispering softly.

Where did Fatty Feng dare to move, his face rose like a monkey butt, red and purple: "Senior...you are...not so good..."

"What's wrong? No one sees you here. Are you still worried that I will ruin your reputation?!"

"No... I don't think we can give or receive kisses between men and women, you are like this..."

"I just borrowed your shoulder to lean on, and I won't do anything to you. What are you afraid of?!"

Shen Gu suddenly raised her head, her eyes cold.

"I always think that the relationship between you and Ling Luoyu is commendable, because you have elevated the emotions between men and women to a height beyond love...little lunatic, I am asking about your illusion, not how much I am. It's curiosity, but I want to know whether there will be an emotion between friendship and love between men and women..."

"Yes! Of course I will!!"

Feng Chenglin froze his back and tried hard to fight back.

"Me and the Third Young Master have this kind of emotion, we can live and die together..."

"What about your family? Your wife and her husband, do you know the relationship between you?!"

"of course I know"

"Do they mind?!"

"Surely don't mind... I knew Sanshao before all of them, if there was anything, it would have happened..." Feng Chenglin returned with decisiveness.

The **** aunt looked at him faintly, then suddenly snuggled on his shoulder again: "Why didn't I meet such a person?!"

Feng Chenglin's lips twitched: "Senior... Do you mean that you haven't met a good brother like us, or that you haven't met a husband who understands you..."

"You have too many questions..." Shen Aunt's voice is not loud, but her tone is not good.