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Chapter 112: The Prince's Fighting Spirit!

Sitting lazily on the grass, looking at Murong Wushuang's profile, Feng Manxiu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"how did you do it?!"

"What?!"

Murong Wushuang opened his eyes and turned his face in confusion

Look away from the setting sun on the western horizon

Feng Manxiu’s evil eyes are filled with deep emotions.

"Do you know what I'm asking? The eldest brother and fourth brother's cars collided with each other. Is it you who did it?!"

Murong Wushuang's heart couldn't help but shrink.

What did he find?

No, impossible!

At best, he can only speculate and doubt, and there is no way he can make any actual discoveries.

"With no hands, no strength to tie a chicken, and no knowledge of martial arts, how could I have such strength! The prince would never think that I blew two cars together with the wind!"

In the latter sentence, her tone was teasing

Facing Feng Manxiu's gaze, Murong Wushuang raised the corners of his lips lightly

That smile was playful and teasing

It was as if the calm pool suddenly rippled, revealing another charming side to this usually deep and calm little face.

The corners of Feng Manxiu's lips also raised

His smile is still evil, but there is a bit of uncertainty in the evil charm.

This little thing never likes to laugh!

Feng Manxiu sensitively captured something from Murong Wushuang's rare smile.

If he was just guessing just now, now he has determined that the car crash must be related to her

He just can't understand

How on earth did she do it?!

He was beside her at that time and didn't notice anything strange about her

It seems that the secret hidden in her body is far more complicated than he imagined.

There was a hint of excitement in Feng Manxiu's heart

His interest in Murong Wushuang became more and more intense

One day, he will peel off this little thing's layers of disguise

This exquisite young man in front of him made Feng Manxiu feel motivated to fight for the first time.

On the grass a little further away, Jing Jing silently watched the two teenagers on the grass.

The twilight gilded their figures with a layer of gold, and the two young men looked exquisite and noble, as if they were not worldly things.

Although it was his first encounter with them, he had an instinctive respect for them.


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