Chapter 848: Absolutely Never Leave

Feng Jinghong glanced at Qianchuan and walked to Luo Tianfeng's side.

No matter how many people he watched, he took her hand and interlocked his fingers with her.

Seeing his actions, Luo Tingfeng just smiled lightly, and then let him go.

Qianchuan's face was gloomy, he glanced at Feng Jinghong, then at Luo Tianfeng, and left with his sleeves.

The two stood side by side, looking at the people who were walking away, and did not withdraw their gaze until they were out of sight.

"You've been here for a long time?" Luo Tianfeng raised his eyebrows and poked the man beside him.

Mo Lingxuan said that the third princess was here, and the ninth prince was also there, but the third princess didn't seem to know that he was there.

"You." Feng Jinghong turned to look at her, reproaching and doting at her, with a helpless expression.

She was still so indifferent, as if she didn't know what was going on outside.

Luo Qingfeng blinked and chuckled.

Mo Lingxuan watched their actions, touched his nose, and consciously retreated.

I'll leave it to them here, and he's going to let people don't come here for the time being, otherwise they'll be wiped out by Xiaofeng.

He quickly retreated, and then beckoned everyone not to approach the courtyard.

Even Xuan Dian and Yu Yan, who rushed this way, were pulled away by him.

"Are you in such a hurry to come to me for the Su family's business?" Luo Tilt wrapped his arms around him and leaned against his shoulders.

Hearing that he was coming, all she could think of was the Su family's incident.

"Not so." Feng Jinghong sighed and asked rhetorically.

"Nine Princes, are you sure you're not looking for an excuse to come to the Mo family?" Luo Tilt Wind looked up and leaned in, meeting his eyes.

Feng Jinghong coughed lightly and twisted his head to the other side.

"I don't want to admit it." He didn't worry about the Su family's affairs.

The worst thing is that the Su family knows that it was Xiao Tian'er who killed Su Yiran.

Kill it, kill it, what can the Su family do?

Luo Tingfeng looked at him, and after a while, laughed out loud.

"Laughing at what?" Feng Jinghong looked at her and smiled, even if it was awkward, he couldn't help but laugh along.

"Did I say you were naïve like that?" Well, it's pretty cute, too.

"It's not shameful to be naïve in front of your own princess." The crooked reasoning of a certain prince deserves to be called a righteous one.

Luo Tilt Wind put his arms around his waist, looked at him, and spoke softly.

"I suddenly wanted to do one thing, too."

"What's the matter?"

"Want to know?"

"Hmm."

"You should know the third princess very well, right?"

"Not at all."

"No matter, if you want to know anyway, you have to come with me."

"Okay, well, wherever the wind goes, the husband will follow, and he will never give up."

Luo Tianfeng pulled him to the outside of the Mo family, and his expression seemed to say, you have to follow whatever I do.

Feng Jinghong let her pull him, always looking doting, as if to say, no matter what she does, he will follow and accompany her.

As soon as the two walked out of the courtyard, Mo Lingxuan came up.

Curiosity looked at them, then at the yard.

No one bothered me.

"What are you looking at?" Luo watched his actions with black lines on his head.

What is he trying to do?

"No, no." Mo Lingxuan retracted his gaze and said with a sneer.

"I'll leave first, as long as you shut up and don't speak, the Su family won't look for me for the time being." Luo pointed at him.

Mo Lingxuan closed his eyes, nodded, and the corners of his mouth went up.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of my mouth."

"I still have something to do with the Ninth Prince, so I'll leave first, so I don't need to send it." As he spoke, Luo Tianfeng pulled Feng Jinghong and continued to walk forward.

Something.

Mo Lingxuan nodded, and was about to walk back, when he suddenly remembered something.

"Xiaofeng, where is my father? You're not going to see him? ”

Before the words fell, the two had disappeared, and he stood in place, messy.