How can there be such a person?

If you don't know how to be ashamed, he wants to turn her into a faceless person!

Feng Qian held his heart and said that his heart hurts, these days, the pure little white flower is to be envied, jealous and hated, but he wants to break her.

"This is a bastard?" Jun Moying raised his eyebrows, "I'm just telling the truth, and my shallow ability to bear it is too bad, right?" ”

"You also call it the truth?"

To distinguish is to reverse black and white and distort the facts!

This guy is so shameless, always saying such shameless things with such righteous words and seriousness!

Feng Qian was so angry that he rolled his eyes several times, bared his teeth and grinned: "If you were like this that day, I would definitely not come back with you, right?" ”

For Mao, when she saw this man on the first day, she would be scared like that ghost?

When this man saw her on the first day, did he have to pretend to be a black-faced god and a bully?

Grandma Di, if she hadn't met by chance that night, if it weren't for the fact that she was so afraid of him at the time, she could still continue to be her quiet beauty in Yaohua Palace now!

"Well, fortunately, I'm used to that, otherwise how could I pick up shallow so coincidentally?" Jun Moying seemed to hook the corners of her lips rather happily, and her eyes were shining.

He has never believed in fate, but at this moment, he faintly gave birth to a trace of happiness.

Fortunately, I inexplicably picked up this little thing that night and came back to raise it.

If he hadn't met her, maybe his life would still be as calm and stable as ever, and his face would still be as expressionless as ever. He used to think that life would be good like that - it wasn't that he couldn't laugh, he just didn't think it was necessary, it was superfluous.

But with her, he realized that laughter can also be a very beautiful expression.

Especially whenever he saw her with a mouthful of small white teeth and a smile like a flower, the frost in his heart seemed to be melted by the warm sun, and he couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth and laugh with her.

Perhaps unconsciously, this little thing has been integrated into his life. It was only when Nangong Che offered to take her away that he really found that he was unwilling to let go.

"You just picked it up!" Feng Qian ignored his gentle eyes and roared with tears streaming down his face.

Why is this man's words so weird!

It used to be "one", and now it's "picked up", she's obviously a "human", okay, does he have to turn her into another messy species?!

The teachers of their royal family are definitely weirdos - the three-year-old prince of the Qi Palace's mansion was poisoned, and now he has not been spared from poisoning when he meets an emperor, it is really sad and lamentable!

Jun Moying's eyes shone slightly, his expression froze for a moment, and even a little complexity and coldness flashed in the depths of his ink pupils.

But in an instant, he returned to normal, and gently touched Feng Qian's head: "No matter where Qianqian came from, since he has already come, he is not allowed to leave again, you know?" ”

Feng Qian didn't notice his instantaneous strangeness, and when he heard this, he glanced at him with a strange face, and exclaimed: "It's not me who wants to come, how can you deprive me of my personal freedom like this?" ”

"What personal freedom?" Jun Moying was no longer surprised by the garbled words that came out of her from time to time, and understood what she meant, so she snorted and said as a matter of course: "As my woman, you should be my person for the rest of your life, where is there such a thing?" ”