In the inner room, Ling Luoyu sat in front of the window, holding his cheek with one hand, looking out the window, turning the teacup lid with the other hand, and turning his eyes on it, turning his eyes on it.

The teasing of the maids outside made Feng Chenglin feel a little unstoppable.

"It's all my fault... I'm too familiar with them, so I dare to laugh at me like this... But, Master San, it's definitely not what you think..."

"What am I thinking? I'm not Hao Qingyou!" Ling Luoyu's eyes still did not turn back: "However, they said that your relationship with Cheng Xue has no development. I still want to say thank you to you on Qingyou..."

"San Young Master, are you angry that Zhou Yan is so angry, right?"

Feng Chenglin could smell something wrong with Ling Luoyu.

"Zhou Yan and I... are not what you think! We just... are more angry and say more, and we become... friends, but I swear to God that I didn't tell him anything about us..."

"You just warned him not to be enemies with me, right?"

“…”

Feng Chenglin's expression suddenly became a little dimmed.

After three seconds of silence, he walked towards Ling Luoyu, jumped onto the windowsill, and sat up: "San Young Master, I don't want you to be enemies with Zhou Yan from the bottom of my heart... He is a righteous person, a gentleman... The Zhou family and the Mo family... Maybe sooner or later, if we can't meet it, it's the best, but if we meet it, I really hope that you don't make things difficult for him..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes finally turned around, and his black eyes blinked: "Feng Chenglin, what are you doing?"

"…what? I am…to ​​be honest, I…”

"If I hadn't known that you were a normal man, I would have thought you were moved!"

“…”

"Look at your eyes, when you talk about Zhou Yan, you're full of stars... Fatty, if you do this, I'm really jealous!"

Feng Chenglin laughed and said, "...San Young Master, look at what you said, you are the brother I am ranked first in my heart, the kind that no one can replace... Why are you jealous?!"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes, knocked on the table, and signaled him to come down: "Tell me carefully, why did you touch Chunxin, and what happened to Zhou Yan!"

"It's easy to listen..."

What Feng Chenglin was afraid of was that Ling Luoyu would not listen to his explanation.

He jumped down and lay next to Ling Luoyu. He told Ling Luoyu about what happened after he arrived at the Zhou family recently.

Ling Luoyu just listened quietly, and his expression did not change much.

It was not until Feng Chenglin said that he had a dry mouth and his tongue was dry.

"No, Master San, give me a reaction... I have said so much, do you know a little about this person?"

"Um!"

Ling Luoyu still responded lightly, looking at him with a slightly different look.

"If you say it, he is a gentleman!"

"Yes, I know that you are the same as me. As long as you see him, you will definitely appreciate him... It's rare for gentlemen to be seen these days!"

"Yes!" Ling Luoyu still had the same expression as calm and gentle.

Feng Chenglin's smile slowly froze: "No... Master San, your expression is wrong! Why do I feel..."

Is this agreeing with him?

Why do you feel so perfunctory?

Did he say something wrong?

"San Master, if you have anything to say, just say it..."

Don't make such an unpredictable expression, let him guess!
Chapter completed!