Ling Yifeng had eaten a turtle now and was choked and speechless. He looked at Leng Zhen innocently, but the latter just looked at him proudly. [ ] Continue to pretend to be pitiful...
Now Ling Yifeng's expression can be described as "embarrassed" very appropriately. The smile on his face was also a little stiff. He glared at Leng Zhen. It was all because of this damn boy. Otherwise, how could this sister-in-law be so angry? But
He felt that it was quite unfair. He just blinked his eyes, but why did it cause such a big reaction?
Leng Zhen pulled Le Zichen's sleeve, and then said to her with a smile: "Madam, this is my brother Yifeng. Brother Yifeng is very good to me. He will buy a lot of things for me.
Oh!" The expression on Ling Yifeng's face finally relaxed, thinking that now the white-eyed wolf finally spoke for him.
If he hadn't pounced on her as soon as he came up, would this sister-in-law be so angry? Then she smiled brightly and said, "Hello, sister-in-law, I came here in such a hurry today. If there is anything to disturb me,
Please forgive me." Then he still had that warm smile.
Le Zichen looked at the handsome man in front of her, and her prejudice against him was lessened, because just now Leng Zhen said that this brother Yifeng was very good to him, but Leng Zhen was naive and simple, which did not mean that he was also a
Innocent and simple child, who knew that this was not the second brother of the prince who liked to tease Leng Yu?
But he called his sister-in-law wife? Ahem... She felt that she should be much older than the handsome man in front of her. She suddenly shrunk, and she was always entangled in her heart. First
For the first time, I felt that being older was not a good thing. I always felt that I was an old cow eating young grass, wuwuwu... She is that old cow.
"Haha, um... don't call me sister-in-law, sister-in-law. My name is Le Zichen. Besides, I'm not sure I'm older than you. Anyway, you can call me whatever you want." Le Zi.
Chen doesn't like people calling her that, sister-in-law? Well...she doesn't admit it.
Ling Yifeng didn't expect that Le Zijun would introduce herself so boldly. The women he had met had always been coy, but he didn't want to speak so boldly. Although he liked bold people, but more and more
The more I feel that this woman must be more than simple, what is her purpose?
Leng Zhen looked at the two people sizing each other up with a calculating smile on their lips, but he didn't speak. He just listened to the two people's conversation, which was as intense as the flames of war.
Ling Yifeng laughed, "Okay... then I will introduce myself as myself. My surname is Ling and my first name is Yifeng. Of course, you don't need to follow Yuer and call me Brother Yifeng. I don't mind even taking my first name and surname!"
"And while he was talking, he took out a folding fan from somewhere, and kept fanning it.
Le Zijun suddenly felt like laughing, what do you think? Hmm... But he still tried his best to control the expression on his face, and said coolly: "Well... I'm not very familiar with you anyway,
I just called you by your name!"
"Okay..." He looked at Le Zijun again, thinking that this woman was really a real person... He had been chatting with her for such a while, but he couldn't hear a trace of anything else, but he still couldn't be wary.
Put it down and be prepared!
The two of them were sizing each other up. Of course, all this sizing was only for the benefit of one person, that is Leng Zhen. Le Zichen wanted to unleash the spirit of motherly love and could not let others bully him like this, while Ling Yifeng
He wanted to be on guard against whether Le Zichen would do anything detrimental to Leng Zhen.
At this moment, Leng Zhen suddenly felt that he was being ignored, and he quickly grabbed Le Zichen's sleeve, "Madam... look, I have changed my clothes!"
Only then did Le Zichen take a good look at Leng Zhen's changed clothes, and then smiled, "That's right... Mr., from now on, I will take care of all your clothes. I will definitely dress you up very well."
Handsome, um... Then, ask someone to throw away all your colorful clothes, ah no... haha, you can't throw them away, just leave them there anyway!"
Although she wanted to throw away all those clothes, so that she could be out of sight and feel at ease. She felt a chill when looking at those colorful clothes, but... Leng Zhen was also a prince after all, and the fabrics of those clothes looked...
They are also very expensive, right? It would really be a waste if they were thrown away like this, and I don’t know what to do with these things, so I might as well just put them somewhere...keep them as antiques.
"Okay..." Leng Zhen nodded obediently and agreed, pinching Ling Yifeng who was laughing sullenly behind with one hand, but Ling Yifeng laughed even more exaggeratedly. He thought about Leng Zhen wearing clothes every time he came here.
That look is so funny. Every time I can only laugh alone when I go back. I have to say...the clothes are so pretty.
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Mousha burst into tears... I accidentally deleted this article just now... I typed it again.