Dingmiao interrupted him angrily: "You are just talking nonsense! Am I that kind of person?"

He looked at Ling Luoyu and looked at Feng Chenglin with contempt.

"If this idea is what Miss Ling means, then I will do it completely and will never pause at all, but if it is you, hum..."

The two "huhhhh" behind completely exposed his meaning.

Feng Chenglin felt discriminated against: "No, Ding Temple, have you not seen me these days? Your skin is a little itchy. I need me to tighten it for you?"

Ding Temple ignored his threat at all: "Your ideas are bad ideas, and there is no one that can be used... If I believe you, I will see you!"

Ling Luoyu couldn't help laughing.

If you set up a temple, it is not very harmful, but it is extremely insulting!

Feng Chenglin couldn't stand his face: "What do you mean? We both have been dead and dead so many times. When did I use a bad idea to harm you?"

Dingmiao still shook his head, and the meaning was very obvious: "No matter what you say, I just don't believe you... Or the same sentence, if it's your intention, then this matter will end here. I will just pretend that you have not said anything!"

Feng Chenglin had a black face, but there was nothing he could do.

Who makes your credibility so bad?!

"San Young Master?" He glanced at Ling Luoyu and threw a wink hard: "You think, is my idea bad?"

Ling Luoyu looked sideways, imitating him, and also lost a wink back: "Do you want me to say it's bad, or not?"

Dingmiao immediately stared at Feng Chenglin and shouted: "Feng Chenglin, you..."

Feng Chenglin was speechless: "San Young Master, you are becoming less and less cooperative with me now. I found that there was a serious problem with the tacit understanding between us!"

Ding Temple: "Don't talk about that first, what does it mean when you look at it?"

Feng Chenglin didn't want to bother him: "You guess yourself!"

Ding Temple did not spare him, and continued to entangle him without hesitation.

The two of them grind their teeth there for a long time and talked nonsense for a long time.

In the end, Ling Luoyu pulled the two of them away.

"Do you want to hear what I mean?"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes: "You are just talking about it now, is there any point in listening to it or not?"

Ling Luoyu sighed: "So, I don't need to agree with what you mean?"

Feng Chenglin didn't appreciate it: "Not rare!"

Look at this, there is still a bit of anger.

Ling Luoyu pretended to be serious: "So, do you want to hear what I mean?"

Feng Chenglin snorted and ignored it.

Ding Temple is very serious: "If it is what you said, then I will do whatever you want me to do!"

Ling Luoyu: "Then please... I'll trouble you... I'll go inside to inquire about it for us, a little secret!"

Feng Chenglin immediately became energetic, hooked his shoulder, and whispered: "It's nothing, it's just that I want you to sacrifice your lust..."

"What?" Dingmiao suddenly stood up and turned around, "You're messing around..."

After just taking two steps, Feng Chenglin blocked his arm and pulled him back.

"What are you running?"

Dingmiao glared at him angrily: "Why did you think I'm running away?"

Just kidding!!

Selling out the color!!

What is he?!

He doesn't run away, are he still waiting for himself to be sold at an estimated price?!

Feng Chenglin said unhappily: "Look at you, I still want to betray such a good thing as a person who is selling out her appearance. You still run away?"
Chapter completed!