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Chapter 301: Haste makes waste [2]

Look around at these countless mountains.

Feng Yelin's dark pupils became darker and darker...

Full of depths that no one can understand.

"Why are you dazed! Hurry, get to work!"

The young man's sudden scolding interrupted Feng Yelin's thoughts.

Looking back, I saw this young man struggling with him, his expression filled with righteous indignation, as if he were looking at a heinous villain.

Feng Yelin suddenly realized!

It turns out that he misunderstood his words and regarded himself as a bad person, so he targeted him everywhere.

Unexpectedly, this stubborn boy is also somewhat cute.

"Master!"

At this time, another call suddenly came from behind.

Feng Yelin looked back.

He saw Chu Yaorao walking towards him quickly.

The glint in his eyes was quickly covered up by a bit of surprise, and he asked:

"Why are you here?"

Chu Yaoruo could not imagine that he was doing hard work, his footsteps flying quickly.

Came to him in the blink of an eye.

With both hands, he grabbed the big stone from Feng Yelin's hand and smashed it hard on the ground in front of him.

There was a "bang" and even the ground trembled.

But it's not nearly as scary as her cold words!

Just listen to her questioning the young man:

"Hutou, who asked him to do this?"

When Hu Tou saw Chu Yaorao defending Feng Yelin, his happy little face dropped when he first saw her.

But his attitude was completely different from that towards Feng Yelin. He muttered in a low voice:

"Sister Enchanting knows this bad guy?"

"..."

Chu Yaorao was surprised.

He glanced at Young Master Ye embarrassedly.

Instead, he lowered his voice and criticized Hu Tou, saying:

"Don't talk nonsense, he is not a bad person."

Hutou was not convinced, but did not argue with her anymore, showing a bit of a young man's demeanor that he could eat and pretend.

At this time, Chu Yaorao couldn't laugh or cry.

He sighed, turned around, and took Young Master Ye to a slightly shady place to sit down.

I saw that his whole body was soaked with sweat, and his pale handsome face was stained with sweat.

Chu Yaorao's eyes showed distress.

He took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his sweat.

Feng Yelin raised his hand, avoiding her too intimate concern without leaving a trace.


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