Chapter Seventy-Seven: Don't Offend Me in the Future!

"Yes!"

"No, you can't!"

The two spoke at the same time, and after speaking, they glared at each other.

When Feng Yuanche heard this, a warm smile like a spring flower immediately bloomed on his face: "Cousin, you are so good, I will definitely come to see you often in the future." ”

Feng Nuanyang turned his head, changed the coldness on his face, and his expression was extremely gentle: "Thanks to the help of the third prince this time, you can eat happily, and I am also very happy, you can come whenever you want to eat in the future." ”

Feng Yuanche was waiting for this sentence, he was very proud in his heart, stood up and moved to Feng Nuanyang and sat down, reaching out to hold her hand: "Cousin, you are beautiful and kind, do you have someone you like?" ”

The purple brocade robe was added, the jet-black hair was crowned with a purple gold crown, and the black eyes stared deeply, the look was solemn and serious, which made Feng Nuanyang's heartbeat suddenly miss a few beats.

"Let go of your hands!" The blue tendons on his forehead jumped up, and his voice gritted his teeth, this woman didn't even resist at all, and his other hand under the table twisted the flesh on the back of her hand fiercely, until she reacted to the pain and glared at him fiercely.

Shen Qian didn't pay attention to it, reached out and directly grabbed Feng Yuanche's wrist, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, and his eyes were cold: "Third Highness, I think you are too idle." ”

Feng Yuanche just wanted to stimulate the hell, but he was really angry, but he came to really, he didn't miss the old affection at all, the pain in his wrist made him have to let go of his hand and move to the side in a sneer, but his mouth did not show weakness: "Cousin, if you don't have someone you like, cousin can find one for you, to ensure that you are strong, handsome, and ......."

He stretched out five fingers: "The age is commensurate with you, at most five years older than you, much more reliable than the twelve-year-old." ”

When his words fell, Shen Qianjue's face turned black, if it weren't for Feng Nuanyang's presence, he would definitely beat this stinky boy hard.

Feng Nuanyang watched him spare no effort to sell well, and instantly became alert, "When did the third prince become a matchmaker?" ”

Feng Yuanche choked in his throat in one breath, unbelievable, matchmaker? He is so elegant and handsome, so personable, what is the same as the mother-in-law with pockmarked face?

Looking at the person who was still very arrogant just now, his face was bruised at the moment, and his suppressed anger dissipated a little, matchmaker? The corners of his mouth twitched, thinking back to his flattering appearance just now, it was really nine images.

"Third prince, don't be angry, I'm joking," Feng Nuanyang blurted out, seeing that the atmosphere had changed, he immediately smiled and played a round: "If the third prince has something good to introduce to me, I will thank you here in advance." ”

She hurriedly poured Feng Yuanche a glass of wine, and poured it to herself, "Thank you for your help today." ”

The third prince saw her soft voice shouting herself, wearing a pleated floral dress, delicate facial features, and a well-behaved appearance, much more pleasing than that Princess Annan, this is his sister, he drank a lot today, and his mood was also happy, and he soon forgot the unhappiness in the back of his mind, and picked up the wine glass: "You're polite, you can always find your cousin if you have something in the future, your cousin will definitely do his best to help, and he won't let anyone bully you." ”

Feng Nuanyang was very moved, and the two of them drank it all.

It wasn't until night came that Feng Yuanche staggered to his feet, and when he was leaving, he hooked the neck of the underworld, put it to his ear, and whispered: "Brother Hades, don't offend me in the future!" ”