Princess Against the World

Now Ling Luoyu can almost conclude that the fat man in front of him is definitely not the life and death brother he used to be.

She sat sideways and looked at Feng Chenglin lazily.

"Fat...Oh, no! Master Feng Da...I suddenly wanted to ask curiously, what do you plan to do after you get married?"

Feng Fatty's smiling eyes became a seam: "Brother Ling, you see what you said...this is a kiss, and of course he is guarding his beautiful wife at home!"

"Then your dreams...what to do!?"

"Ideal!? What ideal!?" Feng Chenglin was visibly stunned, and immediately waved his hand: "Those are jokes made by children casually. Don't be true! Brother Ling, we are all men. When you’re home, why don’t you want to leave the ****** at home... You said that?"

The smile behind him is wretched.

The wretched Ling Luoyu wanted to kick him.

Raising her eyebrows indifferently, she curled her lips with evil charm: "This is..."

Fingertips gently pushed the tea cup on one side, and gestured with his lips.

"Master Feng, please use tea..."

"No, no! Brother, I still have invitations to send, so I won't bother Ling brother..."

Feng Chenglin retreated again and chin, opened his eyes and smiled.

As soon as he left, Xiaoying came in curiously.

"Master, how do I feel that Master Feng is like a different person?!"

"Yes!" Ling Luoyu tapped the table top with his fingertips: "Our Young Master Feng, isn't it just another person?!"

Xiao Ying's eyes lit up: "Master, you mean, this Young Master Feng is fake, and he is the same as that Di Xiangyi, who is disguised!?"

Ling Luoyu's meaningful evil nymph curled his lips: "The Xiang Yi you mentioned just changed his face... But the wind in front of us was changed!"

Xiaoying looked at her heart subconsciously and put her hand on it.

"Three young masters, don't you say so scary!? This heart...how to change it!?"

Ling Luoyu smiled quietly without explaining.

Some things, even if they were dead, Xiaoying would not understand.

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At night, the cold wind howled.

Ling Luoyu stood up and jumped onto the courtyard wall of Feng Mansion, and looked towards Feng Chenglin's room.

The backyard is busy decorating the new house, the lights are brilliant, the people coming in and out, the sound is constant.

Feng Chenglin's study was changed into a temporary bedroom.

Under the candlelight, two figures were printed on the window.

One is tall and the other is curvy.

It looks like it should be Feng Chenglin and Hao Qingyou.

Ling Luoyu pierced through a layer of window paper, and a strange fragrance of medicine came over his face.

The medicinal scent is strong, mixed with a faint fishy and **** smell during the period.

"Snake monster bone?!"

Her gaze followed the hole and finally settled on the incense burner beside Feng Chenglin.

Fatty Feng never makes these incenses. He said that the fragrances on his clothes make him look coquettish.

What is going on with this incense burner now? !

Feng Chenglin was sitting at the desk and was struggling to write, not knowing what he was writing.

Hao Qingyou ordered the maid to make the bed on one side.

"Chenglin, the bed is made up for you, you remember to take the medicine and rest early! Don't be too tired, we will go to Zhenyuxuan tomorrow to pick jewelry..."

Feng Chenglin put down the pen, showing a docile smile.

"Qingyou, I know... Don't worry, I will drink the medicine when it is cold, and I will go to bed after drinking it. I will get up early tomorrow morning to buy jewelry with you!"

Hao Qingyou nodded in satisfaction: "That's OK, you're busy, I'll go back first..."