"Satisfied, of course satisfied. If you are in modern times, you are definitely a heartthrob, a national husband. ”

Nodding again and again, Feng Lingyan looked at the face in front of her that seemed to be finely crafted, with a tall nose bridge, a beautiful nose, and a magnificent lip flap like cherry blossoms, which was even more luster, and she was no longer tempted to taste his delicious taste all the time.

The corners of his lips are perfectly curved, cold as frost when he is not smiling, and a sharp blade can be unsheathed at any time, but when he smiles, he has a deadly temptation that makes people forget how dangerous he is.

A pair of demonic phoenix eyes seem to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and even be able to see through people's past and present lives.

When you laugh, it is like two crescents, and when you are solemn, it is like a cold star.

"Modern? Idol? National husband? What the hell is that? ”

With a slight look in his eyes, Mu Yunche couldn't believe that he would hear words he had never heard from Feng Lingyan, who grew up in the boudoir, and the doubts in his heart became deeper and deeper.

"Ahem, that's what it means literally. The modern meaning is that in this dynasty, the heartthrob is that there are many people who are fascinated by the prince's demeanor, of course, these people do not include Miss Ben and me. As for the meaning of the national husband, it is even simpler, many, many women want to marry you as a wife, and they are naturally the national husband. I don't know if the prince is still satisfied with my explanation? ”

Frightened, Feng Lingyan shuddered, her brain was racing, and she quickly made up such a sentence with her sharp mouth.

Carefully recalling the meaning of Feng Lingyan's words, Mu Yunche repeatedly warned himself that he should believe her words, but why did he always feel that something was wrong?

"Are you sure you didn't say anything wrong?"

The demonic phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously, Mu Yunche did not let go of Feng Lingyan, but scooped her into his arms with a big hand.

Shaking his head violently, Feng Lingyan's eyes flashed: "Hehe, how dare I deceive your old man?" ”

Just kidding, does she dare to say that she is a ghost who has taken over the body of the original owner?

If that's the case, I'm afraid that the man in front of me will burn her without hesitation, right?

"This king thinks that the concubine is a little forgetful, this king is only six years older than you, how can you become an old man?"

didn't want to investigate the loopholes in her words, Mu Yunche thought that he had time to play with her.

Whoever she is, one day she will be revealed.

"Hehe, you don't have to pay much attention to the literal meaning. After all, a man like Wang Ye is like an old demon who has lived for a thousand years and has become a spirit, and it is respect to say that you are an old man, do you want me to say that you are an old monster? ”

Smiling, Feng Lingyan couldn't break free from Mu Yunche's embrace, but tossed herself very tired, she said that she was very depressed, so she simply snuggled directly on Mu Yunche's chest and gasped.

A face was even more charming because of such a special movement, and she knew that looking at her curled eyelashes flickering like a feather fan, Mu Yunche's heart seemed to be teased by her little feather fan, and it beat rapidly.

"As long as Concubine Ai likes it, it doesn't matter what Wang Cheng does. But if this king is really an old monster, will you be afraid of this king? ”

Slightly stunned, Mu Yunche was very upset, he was said to be an old monster by this woman, why did he feel so aggrieved?

What's going on her head?

Why do you always say things that seem plausible to him?