"Then let's marry. That girl is still a pretty good girl at least." Qiu Shaofeng smiled apologized without knowing her life and death.

In fact, men who are used to seeing beautiful women know that asking Mr. Ling to marry the mediocre purple Yuan Xiaofan is indeed aggrieved by their family, but the old man said that he would not marry him?

You should know that the old general of the East always talks about it. The thing he decided was that even a hundred horses could not be pulled back. Even the current emperor had to give him three points, because two-thirds of the royal world were beaten by the old man of the East.

"You are very relaxed. You are all concubines and wives, so why should I marry that besieged woman? You two bastards, you don't even have a beautiful one for the fortress. What kind of woman are you looking for? You have to be shameless, have a figure and have no shape, just like a little girl who is not fully developed. I, Dongfang Ling, have been ruined in the hands of you two bastards in this life."

Feng Yunmo clarified anxiously: "Mr. Ling, don't talk nonsense. Shaofeng has married a few beautiful ladies, but I am still alone. Where did I get my wife and concubine?"

Qiu Shaofeng patted Dongfang Ling on the shoulder and said, "Oh, Mr. Ling, what's the look? It's the same when you blow the lights at night. As for your figure, you can just make do with it. The most important thing is to look at the kung fu in bed. How is that woman's kung fu in bed? Is there any feeling that makes you want to die and fly into the sky?" His handsome face was full of vulgarity, waiting for Dongfang Ling to report to them about the enjoyment process.

"Well..." Dongfang Ling stopped, a little awkward. It is undeniable that he really felt fascinated by the dry-fried body.

"How is it? How is it? Isn't it very pleasant?" Qiu Shaofeng and Feng Yunmo both looked lit up, waiting for Dongfang Ling's answer in anticipation.

"Sister Ling, Shaofeng, Yunmo..." At this time, a crisp voice in the distance interrupted their conversation.

All three looked at the source of the sound. A petite boy walked towards them in a delicate crescent-white robe. His eyes were like wavy water, clear and transparent, his eyelashes were slender and thick, his nose was erect, his lips were red without any spots, his eyebrows were dark, his skin was fair and tender, and he was Han Yue, one of the four young men in Fengzhou.

After the Meihua Pavilion was built, it became the secret base of the four young masters of Fengzhou. It is usually rare here, and if there are any important matters to discuss, the four of them will come to this Meihua Pavilion.

When Han Yue approached, Qiu Shaofeng still looked cynical, and reached out to hook Han Yue's shoulder and said, "Han Yue, why are you here now?"

The four of them have been together since childhood, studying and playing together, and their relationship is like brothers, and they are very good. When they grow up, they are called the Fourth Young Master of Fengzhou.

"My father didn't let me go out. I ran out secretly after he went out. What's going on? How is Mr. Ling?" Han Yue shook Qiu Shaofeng's arm awkwardly and asked with concern.

"Why is your father more strict with you as he grows up? A big man has to be restricted when he goes out? It's really ignorant." Qiu Shaofeng curled his lips helplessly.
Chapter completed!