How difficult is it for a person whose three views are not in harmony with himself and accept his own thoughts! !

"In short, Yang Zhi, Mo Xuanchen and I will never betray each other, that is to say, you and I... between us, there will be no love between men and women..."

Ling Luoyu gestured with both hands, trying his best to break Yang Zhi's Three Views.

"In the final analysis, it means one thing. We can be friends, allies, and even enemies, but we are definitely not lovers... Between you and me, it's really not suitable, not suitable..."

"I can change it!"

The tea in Yang Zhi's hands was completely overturned.

"For you, I can accept everything... as long as you ask me to do..."

"Don't, if you say that, I'm too little person!"

Ling Luoyu condensed his eyes.

"Yang Zhi, I help you not because of my selflessness, but because I also have my own purpose... We can become allies because we need to use each other! But this mutual use is mutual use... After this, we are one Shoot them apart and don't owe each other! Ling Luoyu, I don't like to owe favor..."

Favor debts are the most difficult to pay.

She didn't want to owe a debt that would hurt her own interests because she liked herself.

"I came to you today. I wanted to inquire about Yang Bing's affairs, but depending on your state, let's talk about it another day!"

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and silently walked past him.

Yang Zhi's lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he had no words.

When her back was about to disappear, he slowly turned around, thoughtfully picked up the herbal tea, and took a sip.

A faint arc bloomed on the corners of his lips: "Don't want it? Interesting... Is there anyone who can push away the right to get it for nothing?"

Ling Luoyu's head seemed to be stuffed with paste, and he slid back to the swallow hole.

"Fatty, have you packed up yet?"

Feng Chenglin was urging Elder Bian and the others to pack their luggage. Seeing that her expression was wrong, he leaned forward.

"Three young masters, what's wrong with you? Why are you so worried?"

Ling Luoyu quietly planted an enchantment: "Yang Zhi said, the queen of the sea has found him... and he also agreed to give me the throne of the sea!"

"real or fake?"

Feng Chenglin shook his head with a mouth drawn.

"He has tolerated so long for that position, how can he give it to you in a good manner? Nothing to do, he will steal if he is wrong..."

"You feel so too!?"

"of course"

"He said he likes me, and he doesn't mind being my man with Mo Xuanchen..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

I go, there are such shameless people! ?

After a long stunned mouth, he took a bite.

"I...I don't feel sick when I say this! He...his body, how many women slept, my dog is cleaner than him...and dare to be your man..."

He looked disgusting with the flies, angrily.

"I'm telling you, you can't believe this kind of person... this person has too many ghosts..."

Halfway through, he stopped abruptly and looked at Ling Luoyu with weird eyes.

"I'm going to... Third Young Master... You will not agree, right?"

"Promise what?"

"Promise...that Yang Zhi...play...threesome..."

When the words fell, Ling Luoyu's eyes were wrong.

Feng Chenglin realized something instantly and slapped himself sharply.

"I, Young Master, are you such an unprincipled person..."