Princess Against the World

"Boom boom!"

Ling Luoyu rolled over and fell asleep amid the rapid knock on the door, his head stuck in the quilt.

Who is so happy in the morning!

Don’t you know that she doesn’t like being disturbed when she sleeps?

Before the **** had time to go in with the head, the quilt had already been lifted.

"Yu'er, get up quickly..."

Ling Luoyu whispered silently: "Second Uncle, what are you doing in the morning..."

"Get up and freshen up, and accompany me to the Xicheng Temple Fair..."

Ling Luoyu cocked his **** and got into the quilt again: "I'm not going!"

That Hao Qingyou must go too, she hasn't had time to hide from her, so she shouldn't throw herself into the trap.

"Wow..."

The protest has not subsided, and a basin of water has been poured down.

Ling Yun held the water basin in the west, condescending: "What did you just say? Second uncle, I didn't hear clearly..."

Ling Luoyu sat up wet, his face weeping.

"Second Uncle, I said... I will accompany you when I change my clothes..."

If she dared to refuse again, the ghost knew what the second uncle had to do with her.

This man has already begun to forget his meaning.

In order to pull her to make a back cushion, all means must be used.

Ling Yun pulled Ling Luoyu to be a banner, and she dragged Feng Chenglin to act as a shield.

The three people sat on the carriage in silence, with different thoughts.

Beside them, Hao Qingyou and Feng Ziqing took the maid in another carriage, humming happily.

Ling Luoyu tilted his eyes and looked at the two men beside him.

Ling Yunxi released his hands and held them again, his eyes flickering, indicating that he was excited and excited.

However, Feng Chenglin, a body full of fat but unconsciously taut, his body straightened, his hands clenched into fists, and he looked nervous.

This fat man is nervous!

This is contrary to his usual style of laughing and joking.

Ling Luoyu discerned it carefully and stared at Feng Chenglin with a light fragrance of flowers floating in the carriage.

"Fatty man, are you in spring? What spice sprinkled on your body?!"

Feng Chenglin's face was embarrassed: "How do you know it's mine?! Besides, I spilled a little bit. Your nose is a dog? You can smell it?"

Ling Luoyu cast his eyes speechlessly: "Please, my second uncle is a **** man, free and easy and heroic, and I will definitely not make these silly things!"

Feng Chenglin is even more embarrassed: "I don't mean anything else, just thinking about the number of girls today... Let's not lose our identity in front of the girls!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

With your identity, does it rely on the smell of Zi Niang Cannon? !

The Xicheng Temple Fair, also known as Hexinhui, is similar to the Qixi Festival. It is a fair blind date for boys and girls.

Most of the people who came to the temple fair were young unmarried men and women, all dressed up and smiling.

Ling Luoyu had visited such a place frequently in the past years, and when he stepped out of the carriage, he drove to a small stall.

"Boss, here's a dozen stinky tofu..."

Everyone: "..."

This is a blind date, what's the matter with a dozen stinky tofu in your hand? !

A handsome and beautiful young man, looking far, pleasing to the eye, looking up close, hey, a dozen stinky tofu.

The girl who is even more tempted can probably run away disgustingly.

Ling Luoyu didn't think he was annoying, so he rushed towards Hao Qingyou holding the stinky tofu.

"Girl Qingyou, here's a bunch?!"

Hao Qingyou was disgusted and hurried back, "I won't eat this..."

Feng Chenglin stepped forward at the right time and hovered between her and Ling Luoyu.

"San Shao, what are you doing!?"

Ling Luoyu slapped a bunch of stinky tofu, and squinted on his toes: "Fatty man, what are you doing?"

Damn, just with the energy of this flower protector, she finally knew why Feng Chenglin sprinkled spices today.

Co-authoring this fat man is to attract bees and butterflies.

Cite Hao Qingyou this butterfly! ! !