When Feng Chenglin looked at Ling Luoyu in his arms, he raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his face: "That's...don't think that my cultivation experience is not as good as you, but we treat the three minorities the same. !"

After the speech, he rang something again and sneered quickly.

"I mean, I take her as a brother, as a family member... and you take her seriously..."

Mo Xuanchen knew what he meant, and didn't care about it: "Feng Chenglin, if I have a chance, I really want to sit down with you and have a good drink... so as to have a good talk, just..."

He looked up at the sky, and suddenly chuckles.

"This extravagant hope, I have to come back to talk about it!"

He turned around abruptly, no longer looking at Ling Luoyu, his figure appeared like a ghost, a hundred meters away.

"Fuck... so fast, I haven't finished speaking yet..."

Feng Chenglin subconsciously followed Ling Luoyu for two steps.

But Mo Xuanchen's figure had long since disappeared from his vision.

He stood there a little lost: "Mo Xuanchen..."

Looking down at Ling Luoyu in his arms, he gritted his teeth gently.

"San Shao...you said, what should I do?"

Mo Xuanchen's trip must be full of crises.

The ghost knows what else will happen!

just in case--

Feng Chenglin's heart was inexplicably abhorrent--if something happened to Mo Xuanchen this time, and he knew it, but didn't wake Ling Luoyu, would she hate her forever? !

Thinking of this, he quickly put Ling Luoyu down, trying to wake her up.

But when the finger touched her body, it stopped abruptly.

"If even Mo Xuanchen feels dangerous...for you, wouldn't it be even more dangerous!?"

If so, wouldn't he awaken her at this time, would it not be the same as pushing her to **** with his own hands? !

Feng Chenglin quickly closed his hand, got up and took two steps back, struggling with the pain of the egg, to move away from Ling Luoyu, so as not to get excited and awake her with a bad hand.

"Three young masters... If you hate me because I protect you... then hate me!"

It's better to be hated by her than to watch her step into danger.

After a moment of silent entanglement, Feng Chenglin finally picked up Ling Luoyu and walked towards his residence.

However, turning his head from time to time to look in the direction where Mo Xuanchen disappeared.

"Mo Xuanchen, you must be alive and come back safe and sound... Otherwise, I will have no face to be a human being in front of the Third Young Master..."

After returning to the room, after he placed Ling Luoyu in place, he had been entangled and dared not sleep.

Just sitting silently beside her, watching her sound asleep.

It wasn't until the sky was white and her eyelashes trembled, as if to wake up, he lay down quickly, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Ling Luoyu groaned and rubbed his eyes, looking at the strange room in front of him a little dumbfounded.

"this is"

In the corner of her eye, she saw Fengchenglin lying on one side.

"boom!"

Kick him up and kick him under the bed.

"Fatty man, why are you lying on my bed..."

Feng Chenglin landed on the ground, his nose was red and swollen, and he got up with pain on his face: "San Shao...Please see clearly...This is my room, my bed..."

"your room?"

Ling Luoyu suddenly jumped up thinking about what happened last night.

"Why am I in your room? Where's Mo Xuanchen?!"

"What Mo Xuanchen... Are you drinking too much?!"

Feng Chenglin was lying beside the bed, speechless.

"You were with me last night, and we were drinking..."