Wei Nuan was startled, and turned to look at Feng Qinghan. Feng Qinghan's face was as usual, and he said lightly: "I am very pure, and I am not old."
uh-huh!
She felt like she was choking on her own saliva.
Why was Feng Qinghan not at all embarrassed when he said this, but rather with a hint of pride? Is this... something worth being proud of?
By the way, is Meng Liao that old? Although she vaguely felt that Meng Liao was no longer young, he was probably in his mid-twenties, but from what Feng Qinghan said, she felt that Feng Qinghan seemed to be much younger than Meng Liao.
Feng Qinghan is only nineteen years old this year. If she were still in high school in modern times, ancient times would be a precocious age.
"Can I ask how old Meng Liao is?" Wei Nuan was really curious about how old Meng Liao was.
"Guess what." Feng Qinghan was not in a hurry and ordered his servants to prepare hot water for Wei Nuan to take a bath and change clothes first.
Wei Nuan calmed down for a moment and then gave an answer, "Probably twenty-five or six years old." In fact, Meng Liao still looks very young, and his temperament is like a child, so he always gives people the impression of being young.
But Wei Nuan knew it must be big, otherwise Meng Liao's reaction wouldn't be so big.
Originally she was just joking, but now it seems that this joke made Meng Liao quite concerned.
"No, I tell you secretly, you can't let him know, otherwise he will beat me!" Feng Qinghan came closer to Wei Nuan, Wei Nuan looked at the rather naughty Feng Qing Han in surprise, and was stunned for a moment.
, she felt that Feng Qinghan was extremely cute at this time.
I really want to pinch his cheek, what should I do? My hands feel itchy.
"He is already thirty-five." Feng Qinghan whispered into Wei Nuan's ear.
Wei Nuan was completely stunned after hearing this, "What, thirty-five? You didn't lie to me, did you? How is that possible? How is it possible that it's thirty-five? You said fifteen, I think I can still believe the previous letter, thirty-five,
How is that possible! He doesn’t look like someone in their thirties at all.”
"He is very concerned about his age, so he always makes himself look very young. Didn't you say his skin is good? Do you know how much effort he put into his skin to achieve his current beauty?
Broken, the skin is like gelatin.”
The two of them talked while walking, Wei Nuan was already shocked beyond measure.
But what she was thinking was different from Feng Qinghan's. Since Meng Liao's skin care products were so good, even if she no longer saw a doctor, she could still sell skin care products to support her retirement, which was really good.
"It seems I have to get along well with him." Wei Nuan said firmly.
"Well, I feel more at ease if you get along well." Feng Qinghan nodded.
"When I reach the age of thirty-five, I will probably still be as supple as I am now." Wei Nuan felt that Meng Liao was a very good friend.
Feng Qinghan was startled.
However, then a voice sounded, with a rather sarcastic tone, "Are you sure you want to be like this... a pig demon?"
Wei Nuan's face turned dark instantly.
But the atmosphere was quickly relieved, "Your Majesty, the hot water is ready."
"Meng Liao, let's go first." Feng Qinghan stretched out his hand towards Meng Liao. Meng Liao glanced at Feng Qinghan's hand but didn't respond. He raised his chin and walked out.
Looking at Meng Liao's arrogant look, Wei Nuan's face turned dark again. Feng Qinghan seemed to rarely stretch out his hand to be led away, but Meng Liao actually refused to give her face.
But Meng Liao, who had walked out a few steps, still stepped back and snorted softly, "What are you pretending to be?" He was unwilling to do so, but still held Feng Qinghan's hand.