Chapter 11: I'm going to take him back

Fu Ling's eyes flashed slightly, her eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the light that flashed in her eyes, and said softly: "I was thrown into the volcano, I don't know what happened, and when I woke up, I found that I was not stupid, and I saw Feng Zhuo in the volcano, and Feng Zhuo rescued me from the volcano." ”

After hearing this, Ye Mingxuan looked at Feng Zhuo, who was silent, and said gratefully: "Feng Gongzi, thank you for saving Ah Ling, Ah Ling is our most beloved sister, you saved Ah Ling, what do you want?" ”

"Whatever it is, we'll find a way to get it for you." Ye Mingxuan said this because he hoped that Feng Zhuo would make a request, and then leave quickly, he didn't want to leave a dangerous person by Ah Ling's side.

Feng Zhuo didn't know what Ye Mingxuan was talking about, he turned his head to look at Fu Ling, his bright and clear purple eyes flashed with a faint light in the dark night, mysterious and beautiful.

"Second brother, Feng Zhuo's situation is a bit special, I plan to take him back." Fu Ling's eyelids drooped downward, and he forcibly opened them again: "Don't touch him, he won't be hurt, I ......"

After the next words, Fu Ling didn't finish speaking, and fainted.

For a day and a night, the particles were not eaten, the dripping water did not enter, and I was injured, and it was not easy to survive until now.

Fu Ling was dizzy, leaving Ye Mingxuan and Feng Zhuo looking at each other.

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"It's the third day." An anxious male voice sounded: "The doctor obviously said that it was okay, why hasn't Ah Ling woken up yet?" ”

"And." The male voice paused and continued: "He has been holding Ah Ling's hand and refuses to let go, just watching Ah Ling's side, Yahuan can't help but change Ah Ling's clothes, big brother, do you really care?" ”

"Do you want to be set on fire by him?" A deep male voice rang out.

After this voice sounded, the previous voice was silent for a while before he said sullenly: "That can't let him stay by Ah Ling's side all the time." ”

"I'll talk about it when Ah Ling wakes up." A deep male voice said: "Dad just came with the news, he is about to arrive, let's go to the front hall first." ”

"Hmm." After the answer, it was the sound of departing footsteps......

When Fu Ling heard the footsteps, her eyebrows furrowed, as if she was resisting something.

After a while, Xiu Mei stretched out, and Fu Ling slowly opened his eyes.

Feng Zhuo, who was guarding Fu Ling's side, saw Fu Ling's eyes open, and his somewhat dim purple eyes instantly lit up.

Even Whirling could feel his joy.

Feng Zhuo opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, his expression was a little anxious, and finally he regained his composure, and just looked at Fu Ling.

Fu Ling looked at Feng Zhuo, I don't know why, I always feel that what I brought back was not a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, but a child.

"I'm fine." Fu Ling smiled at Feng Zhuo, then turned his head to look around.

Everything in the room was familiar.

With just one look, Whirling knew it was her room.

They had already left Lingyue Mountain and returned to the imperial capital.

After sleeping for three days, Fu Ling's spirit has improved, and the wound has already scarred, thinking that he used the elixir of medicine.

Fu Ling sat up and stared at Feng Zhuo, then his gaze fell on his right hand.

Feng Zhuo kept holding her hand......

Fu Ling knew that Feng Zhuo didn't understand, so he simply used his actions to talk, and directly took Feng Zhuo's hand away.

The hand was taken away, and Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling, his expression was completely different from before.

Fu Ling: "I want to change my clothes, you go out first, I'll talk to you later." ”

Feng Zhuo used his actions to show that he couldn't understand what Fu Ling said, and sat motionless in place, with no intention of leaving at all.

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Fu Ling: I want to change my clothes, why don't you go out?

Feng Zhuo: I don't understand what you're saying.

Fu Ling: You just want to see me change my clothes.

Feng Zhuo: I'm not, I don't, I just don't understand.

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Babies, ask for tickets, ask for messages, ask for your love, sigh~~