Suddenly, he paused and looked behind Ling Luoyu.

"Yeah, there is such a handsome guy here?"

"He is Xizi... called him Mr." Ling Luoyu blinked his left eye meaningfully at Feng Chenglin: "Respect it will be good for you."

Feng Chenglin replied with a "I understand" expression and smiled at Xizi who came over: "Sir, I'm going to have tea here, so I'm going to have a cup of tea, but the tea leaves on my side are a bit thick, and I'm afraid it will hurt my tender throat. Otherwise, I'll give you a cup of hot water, which will moisturize and not hurt your throat..."

Xizi stopped in a hurry, looking at him with a very complicated expression.

Don't speak!

Feng Chenglin's smile froze on his face, looking confused-

What does this mean?

Flattering, wrong position?

He glanced at Ling Luoyu and found that she was a little sad and laughed a little. He instantly realized that he had really photographed the wrong place.

The key is, what does this little girl mean?

Even though he knew he had taken the wrong place, he didn't help him get it back, but he just sat and smiled depressedly. What's going on?

With a cough, his smile gradually subsided.

"That...sir, why don't you... come here and sit down first..."

Before he finished speaking, Xizi suddenly turned around and left.

Feng Chenglin suddenly closed his mouth and stopped talking!

OK, this is offending!

Ling Luoyu glanced slightly and sent him away from the corner of his eyes.

Feng Chenglin slowly squatted down and looked at the two of them thoughtfully: "San Young Master, is this guy... he pestering you?"

Ling Luoyu calmly withdrew his gaze: "Don't talk nonsense, he is the little heart of Changyang Zhenren. Be careful that when Changyang Zhenren heard this, he will kill you first and then kill me..."

"Since you haven't been pestering you, why do you have to use me to get him away..." Feng Chenglin was shocked and smiled: "You know this guy won't like me to flatter me, right?"

"He has a sensitive personality. If he is a little ambiguous, he will think of himself..."

"...What personality does it mean?" Feng Chenglin was upset: "San Young Master, you are trying to make excuses for me again if you don't understand!"

After a pause, it felt a little uncomfortable.

"What you said is this guy is sick, right? Or the kind who is mentally ill... Tell me, this pretty good guy looks like Mo Xuanchen, how come he is sick?"

Ling Luoyu suddenly turned his head and looked.

Feng Chenglin met her gaze fearlessly: "What's wrong? Am I wrong? Or... don't you allow me to have someone's name?"

Ling Luoyu didn't say anything, just looked at her.

In the end, Feng Chenglin was so embarrassed that he could only surrender: "Okay, okay, that man is beautiful, this person..."

He grabbed Xizi with one hand, held it, threw it on the ground with force, and crushed it with his feet.

"It's so ugly, step on him to death!"

Ling Luoyu then withdrew his gaze: "I know why you can come out, right?"

"I know, aren't you just not allowed to say bad things about your man..."

“…fat man!”

Feng Chenglin dug his lips: "I really know, it's what I want to know about you..."

He glanced at the tent of Changyang Zhenren and lowered his voice.

"Are we a little bit unrestrained when we speak like this? We're too presumptuous?"

Who is that woman?

Even if you don’t have a clever eye, you must have your own outstanding features.
Chapter completed!