The more Monsoon Smoke thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes, when can Flowing Fire say that? Why doesn't she have any image at all?

Suddenly, Monsoon Smoke squinted her eyes, the indignation on her face disappeared without a trace, a sly smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth, she walked slowly in front of the flowing fire, her white and tender little hands casually brushed over the smooth chest of the flowing fire, and her fingertips gently teased as if nothing.

"Little Liuhuo, has anyone told you that you are really not suitable for pretending to be calm."

Flowing Fire was slightly stunned, the place on his chest that was brushed by her was like a flame, leaving a little bit of heat, his hands hanging by his side secretly clenched, as if trying to suppress something, but a flush climbed up his neck, and a pair of ears unconsciously dripped blood.

"Who taught you to say these things to distract me? Gong Zhengyu? Meng Fusheng? Still is...... Brother Ling? Monsoon Smoke's half-squinted eyes swept over Flowing Fire's handsome face without a trace.

There was not the slightest expression on Liuhuo's face, but when Ji Fengyan said the words "Brother Ling", an imperceptible abnormality flashed in his eyes.

Monsoon Smoke didn't miss the delicate eyes of Flowing Fire, and immediately a wicked smile hooked up at the corner of her mouth, and a slap slapped directly on Flowing Fire's chest, leaving a red slap mark in an instant.

"I said, when did you become so clever at words, it turned out that Brother Ling was pointing at the country from behind, boy, you are getting bolder and bolder." Ji Fengyan chuckled, grabbed the placket of Liuhuo's clothes, and pushed him violently on the bed!

A trace of surprise flashed in Liuhuo's eyes, and he was pushed by the monsoon smoke, and a handsome face that was forced to be calm turned red directly.

Yesterday, Ling He saw that the drift fire was molested by the monsoon smoke like a little daughter-in-law, and after walking around the city, he came up with such a ghost idea, as far as Ling He was concerned, the monsoon smoke and the drift fire should have come to fruition a long time ago, but his own young lady had no further moves, and the drift fire was a shy character, and everything followed the monsoon smoke.

Fortunately, Ling He thought about it and prepared to cooperate with the drift fire to dig a pit for the monsoon smoke.

Outcome......

Or was discovered.

"No, Brother Ling, he ......" Liuhuo was afraid that Monsoon Smoke would blame Ling He, and blushed and wanted to explain something.

However, Monsoon Smoke didn't give him a chance to explain at all, and directly bullied himself and pressed on the body of the flowing fire.

The little white face was close to the flowing fire, and the malicious gaze swept over the reddened cheeks of the flowing fire inch by inch, "What? Are you so anxious to marry me? ”

Marry?

Liuhuo was slightly stunned, and always felt that this word was used a little weirdly, but before he could think it clearly, Monsoon Smoke had already lowered his head and blocked Liuhuo's slightly open thin lips.

In the palace, Ling He was taking Zuo Nuo and the others to put on a lantern, looking at his happy expression, and he didn't know that he thought he was going to get married.

Zuo Nuo looked around and asked Ling He cautiously.

"Boss, is it really okay for you to design Miss like this?" The appearance of the Flowing Fire had indeed brought a lot of suspicion to Heavenly Court City, but the rumors that Ling He had inadvertently spread among the crowd yesterday were the key to promoting this big wedding.

Ling He said with a serious face: "What's the problem?" Miss and Young Master Liuhuo have been together for so long, we can't see what she is thinking? I'm kind. ”

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