As soon as she said this, Feng Yichen couldn't help but be stunned, and then rubbed her hair helplessly, and hooked the corners of her lips with doting eyes.

Tut-tut......

Seeing him like this, Lin Mo couldn't help but be speechless.

With such a gruesome look, who can afford it!

If it weren't for the conditions, she really wanted to push him down now, and she wouldn't be responsible for eating and wiping it up.

In order to stop his rippling thoughts in time, Lin Mo got off his lap and sat beside him.

"Lord, shall we go back to the palace first, or will we send Miss Lin back to the Hanging Pot Hall first?"

The sound of Feng Mian came from outside the carriage, and Feng Yichen replied lightly: "Go to the Hanging Pot Hall first." ”

Feng Yichen obviously didn't prepare to let her go so easily, grabbed her hand in her hand and put it to her cool lips, and asked her in a low voice: "If one day, this king's appearance is ruined, will Momo leave this king?" ”

Lin Mo, who asked him this, especially wanted to complain, this master was a little hypocritical. Don't say that his appearance is ruined, even if his appearance is not ruined, it is difficult to guarantee that she will always like him.

But thinking about it, people still have to coax first, she touched his handsome face, and smiled sincerely: "As long as it's you, I like it, and I like you and everything." ”

Feng Yichen was obviously very useful to say this, and he kissed Lin Mo's fingertips lightly with his thin lips, and successfully caused Lin Mo to arouse a layer of goosebumps.

Lin Mo felt that it was too difficult to be with this girl, he was now teasing himself all the time, and he almost couldn't stand it.

Just when Lin Mo couldn't bear his burning gaze, the carriage finally stopped, and she breathed a sigh of relief as if she were about to be amnestied.

After the carriage was stable, Feng Yichen slowly sat into his wheelchair.

He handed the mask in his hand to Lin Mo, Lin Mo took it, helped him put it back on that eye, held his face, printed a kiss on his lips, turned around and jumped out of the carriage first.

Thinking about how cowardly she Lin Mo was, Lin Mo, who wanted to come calmly and calmly, was repeatedly provoked by Feng Yichen to escape, which was really unacceptable.

She decided that she must get the field back when she has time.

As soon as she stepped into the Hanging Pot Hall, she was so shocked that she stopped.

Looking at the books all over the hall on the floor, Lin Mo was a little confused, she found Li Wenqing who was buried in sorting out the books from the side of the book, and looked dazed: "What's the situation, the Hanging Pot Hall is a medical hall, not a book pavilion, why are there so many books?" ”

Li Wenqing, who was too focused, heard Lin Mo's voice, raised his head from the book and looked at her, and said with excitement on his face: "The medical book sent by Master Yin, I looked at it just now, and there are many unique books, even the Asakusa collection of the crane god doctor, you must know that it is a peerless and unique book." You must know how many people are looking for this medical book, which is said to be priceless and priceless......"

Looking at his excited face, the corners of Lin Mo's eyes twitched.

Li Wenqing kept talking about the medical technique to Lin Mo, and Lin Mo felt that he couldn't stop talking for a while.

She didn't listen to him anymore, and when she turned around, Feng Yichen at the door had a silent face, and her eyes were deep into the dark Tan, and she couldn't see what she was thinking?

Is it possible to eat all this vinegar?

"The gift from the master, do you still like Boss Lin?" Yin Mosi instigated a white jade fan in his hand, and walked in slowly, looking like a merry son.

When he walked to Feng Yichen's side, he bowed and saluted: "His Royal Highness King Yu, what a coincidence, we met again." ”

Feng Yichen nodded silently: "It's a coincidence." ”

Yin Mosi turned the folding fan in his hand, bowed his head at Feng Yichen, walked to Lin Mo's side, and threw a wink at her: "These medical books were collected by Boss Lin at a great price, do you still like them?" ”

His flattering eyes were really coquettish, and Lin Mo was a little old at this time.

Yin Mosi, who looked like this, looked very underbeaten, which made Lin Mo want to slap him every minute.

For the sake of him coming to give gifts, Lin Mo gave him a smile: "Master has a heart, I like it very much." ”

Speaking of liking it very much, Lin Mo noticed that Feng Yichen's face changed slightly.

Yin Mosi heard her say that she liked it, nodded with satisfaction, approached as if no one was around, and asked, "How did you consider the master's proposal?" ”

"What proposal?" Lin Mo bent down and flipped through the medical book on the ground at random, but he didn't react for a while.

Yin Mosi folded his fan and patted his palm, raised his eyebrows and said, "Just marry me to do Mrs. Yin's business." ”

Lin Mo, who was flipping through the medical book, was stunned for a moment, and his eyes caught a glimpse of Feng Yichen's fingers tapping on the armrest, and he suddenly became playful, wanting to tease Feng Yichen.

She shook the Chinese medicine book in her hand in front of Yin Mosi, and a look of disgust appeared on her face: "Master Yin won't want to use these broken medical books, so let me agree to your marriage proposal, right?" ”

Seeing Lin Mo's response, Yin Mosi laughed and skillfully unfolded the folding fan: "Naturally not, the value of the master, the dowry will start from three streets." ”

"Oh?" Lin Mo chuckled, and threw the medical book into Yin Mosi's arms: "Then there are three streets of dowry." ”

Lin Mo was joking, but after seeing Yin Mosi's eyes light up, he realized that he might have underestimated Yin Mosi's financial resources.

And Feng Yichen, who had not spoken, was already surging in his deep eyes, and his hand on the armrest had been clenched into a fist, quite a bit of a storm.

Lin Mo felt that if he continued to tease, he was about to explode, and was about to tell Yin Mosi that this was a joke, Yin Mosi took the folding fan and left with a smile on his face.

When he walked to the door, he turned around and threw Lin Mo a flattering look: "Boss Lin is waiting for the master, and the master will go to the general's mansion to propose marriage soon." ”

"That ......" Before Lin Mo finished speaking, Yin Mosi had already walked out of the Hanging Pot Hall and disappeared into the crowd on the street.

She had no choice but to shrug her shoulders at Feng Yichen, and said helplessly, "I'm joking." ”

Feng Yichen's face was light and light, but Lin Mo obviously felt a chill coming from him.

"Push this king to the inner room, and Miss Lin will help this king take the pulse." Feng Yichen's voice was as cold as water, which also revealed the displeasure in his heart at this time.

Seeing this, Feng Mian didn't dare to delay and pushed Feng Yichen in.

Lin Mo took a sour breath, frowned and turned around and walked in.

She regretted teasing him a little at this time, but she hadn't seen the angry Feng Yichen, and it didn't hurt to see her.

As soon as Lin Mo walked inside, Feng Mian ran out of the smoke and closed the door.

Feng Yichen got up and tied the door, and when he turned to look at Lin Mo again, the corners of his lips were faintly hooked, and Lin Mo was shocked when he saw it, no matter how he looked at the smile, there was an evil intent.

He didn't say a word, and pulled Lin Mo over and pressed him against the wall.

Although he was angry, he mastered the strength very well, and he would not hurt Lin Mo.

He was almost half a head taller than Lin Mo, his head lowered and his eyes stared at Lin Mo's eyes, and he didn't speak for a long time, as if he was trying his best to restrain something.

For a long time, Lin Mo's hand was a little sour when he pressed against the wall, so he had to speak first: "Lord, you ...... Hmm~"

Before he finished speaking, he was fiercely blocked.