Even now, Agaro still doesn't like the effect of the Whisk on Feng Zhuo.

But apparently, it doesn't matter if he likes it or not, because the owner won't care.

Thinking of this, Agaluo's mood became even more dull, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Feng Zhuo.

On the other side, Feng Zhuo was holding Fu Ling, leaning against a stone, looking ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.

There's no difference between day and night, but it's not hard to know the time.

When night came, Fu Ling, who was held in Feng Zhuo's arms, woke up slowly.

"Feng Zhuo!"

Almost as soon as he opened his eyes, Whirling gritted his teeth and shouted.

I can tell that I am really angry.

"Ah Ling." Feng Zhuo hugged Fu Ling and shouted softly.

Fu Ling heard his voice and was about to speak, when he raised his head and met Feng Zhuo's bright purple eyes.

It's not like the bright when I'm happy, with a little grievance, just like when I first met.

Facing the aggrieved Feng Zhuo, Fu Ling's anger suddenly dissipated, and he couldn't accumulate a little more......

In this regard, Fu Ling closed his eyes in resignation.

She was hopeless.

Feng Zhuo saw Fu Ling close his eyes, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, but his expression was still the same as before, and even his voice became weak: "Ah Ling, don't be angry." ”

"I didn't mean to." I did it on purpose.

Feng Zhuo was very satisfied and added a sentence in his heart, but he didn't dare to say the added sentence.

Fu Ling opened his eyes and looked at Feng Zhuo: "Do you know why I'm angry?" ”

Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling's dark eyes and nodded: "I know." ”

"If you stun me this time, it means that you will stun me in the future." Fu Ling didn't want to think too far ahead, but Feng Zhuo's approach was indeed problematic.

Even if it's for her own good, she doesn't want that.

"I don't like that." Fu Ling frowned and said, "Feng Zhuo, I have my own measure, you can't do this." ”

"What's more, you can stun me because I trust you, and what you do is consuming my trust in you."

After listening to what Fu Ling said, Feng Zhuo groaned and did not answer.

The atmosphere became a little solemn.

After a long time, Feng Zhuo spoke: "Ah Ling, I can't promise you not to do this in the future." ”

"I don't think the same way as you."

Fu Ling got up, left Feng Zhuo's arms, sat opposite, and looked at him calmly: "Really can't do it?" ”

Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling and nodded: "Hmm." ”

Expected answer.

Whirling didn't know whether to be angry or what.

Angry?

Naturally angry, she didn't like that.

But she also knew that Feng Zhuo's point was for her good, and if she really quarreled with Feng Zhuo because of this, there was no need at all.

However, before Fu Ling could speak, Feng Zhuo's voice sounded again: "Ah Ling, everyone's thoughts are different, even if it is me and you, our thoughts are different. ”

"I know." Fu Ling didn't intend to get angry with Feng Zhuo, and his tone became gentle: "I just want to tell you that I don't like that. ”

When Feng Zhuo heard this, his eyes darkened a little, but he quickly returned to normal: "I know." ”

Fu Ling frowned, always feeling that there was no difference between saying this sentence and not saying it.

Turning his head, Fu Ling saw the nine-headed black not far away.

Under the night sky, the nine-headed black crow closed its eyes, and its whole body was surrounded by black mist, which looked like a small mountain, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't see that it was a beast.

Fu Ling didn't notice it at first because he was angry, but only then did he notice it.