If he really met his eyes, wouldn't he be ruined in his life? !

"What are you afraid of? You are not the only man here?"

Ling Luoyu glanced at him uncomfortably, and pointed at Liao Feng's lips.

"See? There is still a man there!"

Liao Feng understood her thoughts a little, and under the eyes of the crowd, he stood up in a jealousy, twitched the corners of his mouth, and forced a smile on his face.

"he"

Dingmiao's back is really sweaty.

There are still fifty chances! !

Who knows if the eldest lady who is the Yan family will blindly look at him! ?

Micro side head

"Miss Ling, what if she falls after me?"

"you?"

Who knows, Ling Luoyu stared at him with a very meaningful evil smile.

"Some fate is destined...Although you are not bad, you still make a living...but people may not be able to see you!"

With her thumb overturned, she pointed towards Liao Feng.

"If you don't believe me, how about we make a bet?"

"Young Master Yan, Instructor Jin, shall we make a bet?"

The two people opposite: "..."

This face is too bad! !

Things have not calmed down one after another, why does she still have the mind to make a bet? !

"Why? Don't you dare to gamble?" Ling Luoyu smiled wickedly: "It's okay, if the two of you don't dare to gamble, then forget it..."

"It's ridiculous, you don't even have the courage to take a gamble, why dare you talk about sincerely?"

"What do you want to bet on?" Yan Feiyun couldn't help himself.

"Just bet on who your eldest lady would choose!!"

With a light fingertip, Ling Luoyu summoned Liao Feng and pushed him and Dingmiao together.

"Young Master Yan, Instructor Jin, if Miss Yan chooses the envoy, then I will call the shots and the Mo family will marry the Yan family... But if this slave is chosen..."

Her eyes were slightly provocative, and she met Yan Feiyun's eyes provocatively.

"Do you Yan family dare to take charge and accept him as the Yan family's son-in-law?"

Holding the hand of Liao Feng's shoulder, he quietly pinched.

He knew instantly and shook his head quickly: "No, no, no..."

"Can't you?" Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "Could it be that the Yan family's eldest lady marries you and still wronged you?"

"No, no... of course not..."

Liao Feng waved his hand eagerly, a little eagerly.

"I...I'm just a slave, how can the eldest miss me?"

"That might be fate, who knows? Maybe...Miss Yan has a strong taste, so she likes you! Of course..."

She smirked and whispered.

"How specific depends on your own efforts..."

She did everything she could!

The road is paved and the bridge is built. As for whether it can be hit in the end, it's up to him! !

Knowing her deep meaning, Liao Feng lowered her head calmly after returning her firm look: "I understand..."

"Then... what about the two?" Ling Luoyu smiled and turned to face Jinlin and Yan Feiyun: "Dare you two dare to make this bet?"

"Why should we respond?" Jin Lin chuckled, but his eyes were sharp and unparalleled: "This bet seems to be of little use to us... Regardless of whether the Yan family and the Mo family are married, the alliance with the Mo family and the Yan family has no effect... "

"It works for both of you!"

Ling Luoyu tilted his head, and her eyebrows formed a ball tightly, seeming to be trying to remember something.

"Because I heard someone say not too long ago... if someone can make a marriage contract with someone..."