The man's skin is a healthy wheat color, and the contours of his face are deeper than Zhong Ling's, although he is not as good-looking as him, but he has his own unique beauty.

When he looked at her, his sword eyebrows were slightly knit and his expression was displeased.

"Who are you?"

Fuzuki kicked the foot off the ground.

When Wen Yan looked at him, there was a bit of bohemianism between his eyebrows.

"Who am I? So who are you? ”

The man was not afraid of her appearance when he saw her, and after a momentary accident, his originally cold face softened a little.

He looked at her, his rough fingertips rubbing against her chin.

Shengsheng made her chin red.

Fuyue was dissatisfied with his actions, and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Do you have any misunderstanding about yourself?"

The man paused slightly when he heard the movement, and raised his eyebrows to look at her for some reason.

"What do you mean?"

"This boss is not suitable for you, you make my jaw hurt, understand?"

Yifeng: .........

He paused and asked, "What is the boss?" ”

Fuyue rolled her eyes, and secretly lined her heart, you know a fart.

As he was thinking, Zhong Ling's face couldn't help but appear in his mind.

Her eyes closed slightly, and she lifted her eyelids and smiled: "Zhong Ling." ”

When it was time to take him out to block the knife, she wouldn't be polite at all.

What's more, except for some times when he was in the middle two, his other behaviors were simply the boss himself.

When Yi Feng suddenly heard her mention Zhong Ling, his eyes narrowed and he looked at her secretly for a long time.

"Do you know Zhong Ling?"

An ordinary woman with the smell of a corpse all over her body......

Fang Cai didn't feel it yet, after she said this, she really seemed to have Zhong Ling's aura on her.

But......

Zhong Ling actually likes such an ordinary woman?

Although she has a strong personality, she can't match Zhong Ling.

Fu Yue naturally wouldn't be afraid of his scrutiny, and even straightened up for him to see.

As a result, Yi Feng let go of the hand that grabbed her collar.

Fuyue blinked, looking at him suspiciously.

Yi Feng took a few steps back and sat down at a table not far away, he looked at her, poured himself tea and drank it.

"If you can really call Zhong Ling here, I'll let you go, if not, you can stay and be my bride."

Floating Moon: ???

Zhong Ling's guy is not a dog, she can bark when she wants?

She suddenly began to think that there was something wrong with this man's brain.

Yi Feng looked at her embarrassed appearance, and the teacup hid the smile on the corner of her lips very well.

It seems that it is not bad to rob the woman that Zhong Ling has a crush on, and I want to see the guy fight with him angrily to see which of the two of them is more powerful.

"If you can't call it, then just wait for your husband to go to bed."

As he spoke, he put down his teacup and got up, and approached her step by step.

He is powerful, and Ren Fuyue has nowhere to hide.

And she didn't mean to hide.

As the wind approached her, her legs swept three inches into his lower abdomen.

Fuyue's movements were ruthless and fast, and Yi Feng also reacted after being stunned for a second, and quickly grabbed her ankles.

His fierce eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked straight at her.

"You just want to be a widow?"

Fuyue didn't pay much attention to his glare, and even raised her eyebrows and chuckled defiantly.

"A living widow? This girl really likes it! ”

With that, she lifted her other foot and kicked him in the leg.

Yi Feng didn't expect her strength to be so great, and after the pain, the hand that grabbed her ankle was sent directly, and even took two steps back.

Glancing at the kicked knee, he lifted his eyes to look at Fuyue without the slightest anger, and even showed a little interest in her.

"It's strong enough, it's interesting, why don't you just abandon Zhong Ling and follow me? The cubs we have in the future may be genetically good. ”