Meng Feng couldn't help but smile when he heard Situ Qinglang mention this topic. He casually said: "The emperor is not anxious. When did you gossip and ask such questions?"

"There is always necessary care. I do this to everyone and it has nothing to do with gossip."

"You know my sexuality, too." Meng Feng pushed the bowl and was full, "It's unlikely to find a woman."

"So?" Situ Qinglang raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Meng Feng naturally took his look: "Don't have a girlfriend, but a boyfriend, are you interested in knowing who it is?"

Situ Qinglang stared at his eyes, and at this moment, there was a subtle fluctuation in his heart. He always felt that Meng Feng had something in his words. This was clearly what he knew who the other party was.

He has always been opposed to the same-sex relationship, not to mention that a man like Meng Feng with an unlimited future, he will definitely not let his sexual orientation go with a man openly.

Who is the other party?

Despite a hint of curiosity and anxiety in his heart, Situ Qinglang did not seem to show it. He calmly said: "If you are not interested, it doesn't matter to me whoever you are."

"Where are you?" Meng Feng turned his gaze to sweetheart again and looked at her with a smile, "Little girl, do you know what my relationship with your husband?"

"What's the relationship?" The more she heard it, the more she felt that the relationship between these two people was not simple. Is it because they had a relationship of picking up soap before?

It was simply terrible! She felt very broken when she thought about it - in terms of body shape and personality, it was only a disaster for the two attacks to meet! Emma!

"Don't talk nonsense." Situ Qinglang looked serious.

Meng Feng didn't even miss his warning, and he pointed to the long scar on his face: "This is left by your husband."

"..." Sweetheart was stunned in an instant. The scar looked like a scar, and it was light red from his temples to his left forehead. Why did Qinglang treat him like this? They had fought before?

Situ Qinglang drank speechlessly a bit of meatball soup.

"When we went to military academy, we had bunks on the upper and lower bunks. Once your husband beat me up." Meng Feng said lightly, "beating him up" as calm as "inviting him to dinner."

Sweetheart hugged Xiaowan and took a sip of soup. She really didn't understand the world of men at all. No matter what happened, it would be too violent to hurt people like this. What if someone died?

But what's strange is that there are already such deep conflicts, and these two people are still sitting together for dinner so peacefully - no, it seems peaceful, but in fact it is surging, and both of them have something to say, which makes her feel like she has been playing puzzle game all night!

"Stop talking about these." Situ Qinglang frowned, "It's all over the past. I don't want sweetheart to know. Are you just so unreasonable and still have to be petty about this for the rest of your life?"

"Of course not." Meng Feng smiled, "Isn't this said? Since you are sitting in your house and eating the food your wife cooks, of course you must give your wife a deep understanding of me, so that she can't think that I am a bandit robber."

"Then do you have a deep understanding of her?" Situ Qinglang suddenly asked sweetheart.
Chapter completed!