"What are you curious about?"

"Are you sincere or false to that Miss Yan Ziyue?"

Liao Feng glanced at Feng Chenglin's gossip on his face and held back the fire: "...This is...an irrelevant, what's there to say?"

"The night is long and the road is long. Let's talk about gossip and explain the boredom?"

"What do I have to say?" Liao Feng looked at Ling Luoyu and lowered his voice: "I see that your relationship with Miss Ling seems to be a little wrong. Do you like her?"

"yes!"

“…”

Feng Chenglin agreed so readily, but Liao Feng didn't know how to answer.

"I like Miss Ling. As we all know, it's not the first time you discovered it. What's the point of making a fuss? And, not only you know, but her husband also knows..."

Liao Feng: “…”

That man's heart is really big!

"If I hadn't liked her, I would have been brothers with her and shared life and death for so many years?"

Liao Feng instantly felt like he was being tricked: "What I said like...it's not the kind of like you said."

"This is like it, this is like it, it is not like it, how do you like it...why are there any differences?"

"Of course there is a difference..."

"It's like you are to Yan Ziyue?"

“…”

Liao Feng suddenly became alert and glanced at him with a slightly strange look.

"I don't understand what you mean..."

"You like Yan Ziyue, but you watched her with another man... You said, what kind of love do you belong to?"

“…”

Liao Feng realized again that he was trapped by Feng Chenglin.

He took two steps and pretended not to hear anything.

Feng Chenglin caught up with him unyieldingly: "Why are you running? It makes you feel so guilty... Let's talk about this long night!"

“…”

"Look at you, ask me, I'm telling the truth. I ask you, why are you not saying anything?"

“…”

In front, Ding Temple quietly caught up with Ling Luoyu.

"Aren't you afraid of Feng Chenglin asking questions like this, annoyed Liao Feng?"

"No matter how annoying Liao Feng is, he will not turn against us at this time... He dare not!"

He also hoped to rely on them to get the Soul-Leaving Stone and untie his heart.

If Feng Chenglin asks a little more, he will swallow his anger.

Later, Fatty Feng was still chatting about the question:

"Elder Liao, I heard that you and Miss Yan have both come to Sanchun Lake, right? Did you come on your own initiative or did Miss Yan propose it?"

Liao Feng's face changed slightly: "Why do you say this?"

"Be curious..."

Ling Luoyu's lips curled slightly, and he raised his voice: "Fatty, don't be too gossipy. Can't you tell me? Elder Liao has something to say and some words cannot be said to us..."

"We are on the same boat now. If the boat sinks and everyone is finished together, no one can escape... I want to understand the situation, is it wrong?"

Feng Chenglin looked at Liao Feng with an unhappy smile, and seemed to be smiling.

"Elder Liao, I'm right?"

"...Yes!" Liao Feng hummed in his throat.

"Look, you said yes, why are you still hiding it? What's wrong with everything that happened? Maybe you'll say it out, and there will be unexpected surprises... We will have unexpected gains!"

“…”

"Elder Liao, you are so strict and don't say anything. Could it be that something happened to Sanchun Lake that you don't want to say, right?"
Chapter completed!