Chapter 1222: Little Masters and Little Princesses When They Grow Up (43)
Feng Yang's smile is warm and sunny, but his personality is not restrained at all.
As soon as he spoke, he went straight to the point, and he didn't hide his admiration for Ming Yan in his eyes at all.
Ming Yan was a little distracted, looking at the face in front of her, which looked like her younger brother Ming Lei, she felt her ears buzzing.
Didn't hear what he was doing.
Her eyes kept staring at each other, and her heart suddenly soured, and she turned her head.
Desperately put back the tears that were about to ooze from his eyes.
Feng Yang and Mingda really look too similar. If Ming Lei hadn't become a fool with an IQ of only five years old.
If it is the same healthy growth as the average teenager. Maybe he's just like Feng Yang.
The smile is confident and sunny, the body is athletic, and the personality is cheerful and talkative.
"Miss Ming Yan, I'll be honest. I've been wandering around the neighborhood all this time, just hoping for a chance to meet you. β
Feng Yang carefully observed her face, and found that she was not disgusted with her words, and her courage became bigger and bigger.
The smile on his lips deepened, and he simply took out his phone to show her.
"Miss Ming, I am a big fan of yours, and in a clichΓ©, I fell in love with you at first sight. I'm so happy to finally let me keep you today! β
Before Ming Yan could come to his senses, his gaze moved from Feng Yang's face to his slender hand.
Ming Lei's fingers are also so smooth and slender.
If he hadn't been forced to become a murderous tool of Heaven with her, Shi might have been a good pianist, or a doctor with a scalpel.
His phone screen is full of pictures from his collection.
There is also some news that has been saved. Each of them is about her as the "world's first beautiful bodyguard" in various forums.
She took a deep breath and shifted her gaze back to the cup of coffee he ordered, her pupils constricting.
"Mr. Feng, you, you also like to drink concentrates?"
Feng Yang ordered a cup of Italian espresso, a very delicate small cup, only thirty milliliters of coffee, a black liquid with a layer of golden grease.
The golden light looks like a layer of chocolate liquor, and the color is rich and attractive.
But Italian condensation is actually so bitter that ordinary people can't taste it at all.
Only Ming Lei has been accustomed to drinking bitter medicine since he became stupid, and once he saw a glass of Italian concentrate, and drank it without saying a word.
After drinking, he showed her the empty cup and grinned.
"Sister--Stone has drunk all the medicine. Isn't the stone very capable! β
Thinking of her younger brother, the tears in Ming Yan's eyes finally fell drop by drop.
"Yes, I love it. Miss Ming, why are you crying? Am I saying the wrong thing? β
Feng Yang saw her crying, a little panicked, and hurriedly took a few tissues and handed them over.
A hand also gripped her fingertips very naturally.
In the corner, Gu Feng's face had turned pale, and he supported the corner of the table with one hand, and finally managed to prevent himself from falling to the ground.
Ming Yan actually has a lot of suitors now, so many that she can go around this coffee shop.
But he is the only one who is so blatant and threatening as Feng Yang.
Gu Feng suddenly felt a surge of fear in his heart.
Ming Lei and Ming Yan are sisters and brothers who depend on each other, and he became stupid in order to save Ming Yan.
Only he knows how deep Ming Yan's feelings for the stone are.
He is really not sure now, whether Ming Yan will be different from him because of the similar face of this suitor to Ming Lei.