"Mo Feng, why are you laughing like this? Is it funny?" Leng Yuhan could swear that he sincerely gave Ran Mo Feng advice. But why did Ran Mo Feng not seem to appreciate it?

'Yan'er is so cute! But doesn't Yan'er know? Real ventriloquism is not actually the sound produced by the abdominal cavity, but the skill of mastering the speaking sound through the tongue, making sounds by touching the lips and tongue without opening the mouth or with a slight gap.

The sound he just made! Anyone who practices martial arts will understand this truth. How come Yan'er doesn't understand this truth?" After Ran Mofeng laughed, he wrote the reason for his laughter on Leng Yuhan's heart.

"Huh? Is it like this? Are all those ancient heroes in movies and TV series just fools?" Leng Yuhan wanted to shout loudly that he had been fooled and deceived. He was actually deceived by modern movies and TV series more than a dozen times.

Year! If he could travel back to modern times, Leng Yuhan would definitely devote all his remaining energy to the fight against counterfeiting.

"What are movies and TV series?" While continuing to write in handwriting, Ran Mofeng was also very puzzled as to why there were so many words in Leng Yuhan's mouth that he had never heard before.

"Well, opera, singing and the like. Write a complete story, then find people to play different roles, and pay them a certain amount of silver as reward." Leng Yuhan tried to use Ran's words.

Mo Feng explained in a language he could understand.[

‘Oh, it turns out that the prince is referring to Wasi.’ Ran Mofeng understood more or less what Leng Yuhan meant.

"Gas? What is that?" Was there natural gas in ancient times? Then could he make a gas tank? Leng Yuhan thought it was incredible.

"It's not gas, it's a tile house. A place where opera prostitutes perform prostitutes for people to watch. In Huangfeng, opera prostitutes are men. In other countries, opera prostitutes are women." This time Ran Mofeng wrote and explained to Leng

Look at Yuhan.

"Oh. What will you do next? Do you want to keep writing what you want to say by hand?"

Doesn't matter if it's gas or tiles? Leng Yuhan only knows that his palm will soon become Ran Mofeng's personal handwriting touch screen phone, and he can write whatever he wants.

It really lives up to the advertising slogan, ‘Unstoppable, incomparable, only yours to do whatever you want’.

‘Haha, if Yan’er doesn’t want Mo Feng to talk, Mo Feng can never write.’ The 100% pampering was so sweet to Leng Yuhan’s heart.

"Mo Feng, have you treated other women like this before?" For some reason, Leng Yuhan didn't want to know about Ran Mo Feng's past, for fear that the imagination would be too beautiful and the reality would be too cruel.

'Yan'er is the first one.' After thinking about it, Ran Mofeng held Leng Yuhan's hand again and quickly wrote, 'I will also be the last one.'

"Really? The first one?" Leng Yuhan didn't believe it. After all, Ran Mofeng was also a prince with royal status. In addition, he was so handsome and extraordinary. How could he not be chased by a girl?

'Well, Mo Feng is telling the truth. If you have to force the calculation, cousin Mei'er is one of them. But Mo Feng has never done anything excessive to cousin Mei'er.' Ran Mofeng is telling the truth.

Just living under the exclusion of countless people, what qualifications do you have to like others?

"Hahaha. Liu Mei'er? She deliberately drove a wedge between you and me when we had dinner together that night, right?" Not mentioning Liu Mei'er, the mention of Liu Mei'er Leng Yuhan made her very angry.

"Well, Yan'er still remembers it?" Ran Mofeng was a little surprised. He always thought that Leng Yuhan wouldn't take that little thing to heart.

"Haha, of course I will remember it. If I have a chance, I will have to talk to her again." By the way, we will settle old scores and new grudges together. If I don't get rid of the bad things in her head to avenge Luoyang,

This king is not called Leng Yuhan!
Chapter completed!