Ling Luoyu's black eyes slightly stunned: "Don't say bad things about the master in your heart!"

nothingness:""

"I can't even think about it!"

It's just chatting, are you so serious?

Can you still play happily? !

Fortunately, outside the phantom, Ding Dong and Fengcheng Lin Yiyi reluctantly bid farewell, breaking his embarrassment.

"Mr. Feng, I'll go back and change the dressing first, and when I'm waiting for dinner, I'll start looking for you... Let you **** specialty!"

"Okay..." Fengchenglin frowned, waving a few fingers: "Ding Dong girl, then we'll make an appointment, see or leave..."

"Ok!"

Dingdang responded shyly, it can be said that he turned his head three times, reluctantly bidding farewell to Feng Chenglin.

Feng Chenglin kept waving her hand until her back disappeared.

"Okay, don't wave, everyone is gone..."

Ling Luoyu's leisurely voice sounded beside him, and at the moment he turned around, he suddenly snuggled into his arms.

Feng Chenglin's back stiffened instantly, and he shrank subconsciously: "San Shao, what are you...what?"

"Hmm...beautiful in her arms, there is a lingering fragrance...the smell is refreshing...Fatty, is your color and heart messed up?"

"Three young masters, what are you talking about?"

Feng Chenglin sniffed his body subconsciously, but didn't smell any fragrance.

But looking at Ling Luoyu's serious face, he was still a little vain.

"I... how can there be any fragrance?"

"The beauties are in my arms, there is no fragrance yet?"

Ling Luoyu was still pretending to smell, but Feng Chenglin quietly withdrew two steps, avoided her, and walked to one side.

"I'm accomplishing the task you gave me... If it wasn't for you, would I sacrifice hue?"

"But I see you are very happy to sacrifice..."

"You come here less, I'm serious!"

Feng Chenglin was afraid that Ling Luoyu would talk nonsense again, so he cleared his cough and turned around in a serious face.

"Although you have seen it in the phantom mirror, I still have to say... this Ding Dong girl has absolutely ulterior motives! Although you are on guard against her, you still have to be careful..."

"I know"

"I haven't said yet, you know..." Feng Chenglin approached Ling Luoyu, lowering his voice: "I mean, you can beat her!"

"beat?"

"Yes indeed!"

Ling Luoyu thought about it: "Let's talk about it!"

"You can beat her with Shang He..."

"Shang He?" Ling Luoyu's smile froze suddenly.

She thought that Feng Chenglin meant that she wanted her to use force to violently, give Dingdang a predicament, let her know how many catties she was, and don't be a moth.

Unexpectedly, Shanghe was invited out.

"Fatty, how did you get to Shang He?"

"Because I found out that she didn't believe in the things about herself and the long-lasting image... As for the belief in her mouth, it is probably because she has no thoughts. I think if she knows that there are people in the world like herself, Maybe the mind is not on Mo Xuanchen..."

"In her own way, she doesn't know her own life experience or who her parents are. Although I don't know whether these words are true or false, intuitively speaking, the credibility is quite high... if she knew that at this time If someone who looks exactly the same as herself really exists, maybe she will be curious about her own life experience. As a result, her thoughts about Mo Xuanchen will be distracted a lot..."