“……”

Jiang listened to the resentful eyes, and looked at the remaining chicken leg on the table, this is not to eat sorry for its existence.

On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil.

She is a fox who cherishes food.

Jiang Tingting suddenly looked behind Feng Limo, with a little curiosity in his eyes.

"Isn't that a national teacher!"

As soon as Feng Limo heard this, he instantly lowered his face and turned back.

However, there is no one behind him, what kind of national teacher??!

Realizing that he had been deceived, Feng Limo turned around, and Jiang Tingting had already protected the chicken leg left on the plate in his hand, and half of it was eaten, and his cheeks were bulging......

“？？？”

The wind is away from the desert and supports her forehead, a little crying and laughing, how much does she like to eat chicken legs? actually used such a childish trick to deceive him.

The young man stretched out his hand, and his index finger slightly tapped the door of Jiang Ting's head.

"Sick seedling, you actually lied to me for a chicken leg?"

Jiang listened to the chewing of his mouth, looking innocent, vague, and nonsense.

"It's called a delicious lie."

Feng Limo felt even more funny, holding his face, and looked at her helplessly.

"Wait until you have an uncomfortable cough, see what you do."

Jiang listened and said that it didn't matter, cough cough, cough, and before she died, she had to enjoy it in time.

Coming out of the restaurant, Jiang Tingting bent his eyes, with a happy expression, visible happiness to the naked eye.

Feng Limo, who was walking with her, crossed his arms, his eyes fell on her, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of doting.

This girl is really easy to satisfy.

……

"Listen." A cold voice sounded behind itself.

Hearing this voice, Feng Limo's eyes narrowed, and his expression condensed.

The ghost lingers.

Feng Limo hates Lu Yunyuan, and subconsciously hates it.

He didn't like it when the man was so intimately calling out about his sick seedling.

The young man was a little difficult to hide his impetuousness, and reached out to hold Jiang Tingting's soft and slender fingers, as if he was telling the person behind him with his actions that this girl was his, and no one could covet it.

Jiang was in a better mood after eating the chicken legs, and let Feng Limo hold her hand, and even Lu Yunyuan, who suddenly appeared, was not so repulsed for the time being.

Lu Yunyuan stepped forward and glanced at Feng Limo, and the two collided with each other, as if it was a war without gunpowder.

"Listen to the health is not good, the Wind Prince took her out, if something happens, how to take responsibility?"

"The national teacher is a bit too worried, she is the fiancée of this king, and where this king wants to take her and what he does, it has nothing to do with the national teacher."

The market was full of people, and the three of them stood undoubtedly conspicuously.

Lu Yunyuan smiled casually, rubbing the white jade wrench of his thumb with his fingertips.

"Fiancée? Not necessarily..."

Lu Yunyuan didn't continue to speak, he glanced at Jiang before leaving, and smiled softly:

"Listen, remember to take the medicine you gave last night every day."

Lu Yunyuan's smile was light and harmless, and he couldn't see any deliberate feeling, but he was afraid that she would forget to eat, so he kindly reminded her.

Feng Limo frowned, looked at Lu Yunyuan's back as he left, and tightened his fingers holding Jiang Tingting.

Last night? Last night, this white man met with the sick seedling?!

The young man lowered his head, a little unhappy, almost biting Jiang Ting's ear, and his voice was hoarse:

"Baby, when did you meet that white man last night? Well? ”

Baby?

Jiang Tingting looked at Xiang Feng Limo, raised his eyebrows slightly unexpectedly, and smiled silently against his lips.

"Little Prince, are you jealous?"

Feng Limo's face turned red and black, and then he pinched Jiang Tingting's waist.

"You don't care what I eat, I'm asking you questions, don't give me a digression, answer me."