Hearing Jiang Ting's words, Feng Limo's mouth twitched and he held his forehead helplessly.
Sure enough, he is having a tantrum, but this sick man really dares to say that his temper is somewhat similar to him.
Jiang Tingting stretched out his hand and poked Feng Limo's arm. The pair of peach petals looked at him without blinking, his lips moved slightly, and he asked again:
"How? Do it or not!"
The expression on Feng Limo's face was quite helpless. He put his palm on the head of the girl next to him and rubbed it, exuding an aura of being unable to do anything to her, and his tone was like coaxing a child.
"Sick Yangzi, you have to think on the bright side in everything. Although they tricked you into getting married, you got to know me. Fighting and killing won't solve anything. Don't do anything you regret because of impulse.
..."
Jiang Tingting rolled her eyes after hearing such a long paragraph.
"A grown man is chattering and chattering!"
"Hey! Can you complain in a lower voice!"
Feng Limo would really be laughed at by Jiang Tingting, but it was a coincidence that he couldn't touch her. Last time, she just pinched her face and she fell into coma. Shen Yangzi was in such bad health, so don't let her get another chance to mess with her. Jiang Tingting was too lazy to talk anymore. He didn't want to do it, right? Then she came. The mountain was high and the road was far away, so it was a bit difficult to deal with. So she decided to start with Lu Yunyuan, the son of destiny.
Didn't he give her poison to make her poison the wind and leave the desert? Find an opportunity to go back and let him ask for trouble.
Jiang Tingting thought this and yawned a little tiredly.
Feng Limo poked Jiang Tingting's cheek.
It's super soft, why does it feel so good to the touch? Feng Limo began to gently pinch the soft flesh on her cheeks. The usually rude person was now cautious, as if he was protecting some treasure, for fear of breaking it.
"Are you sleepy?"
"Move your paw." Jiang Tingting glanced at Feng Limo and said angrily.
Feng Limo felt as if he had pinched her head, so he didn't let go. He stretched out his other hand to hold her face and kissed her like he couldn't put it down.
The young man grinned, revealing his white teeth. His smile was not at all artificial or graceful, but purely warm and brilliant, and the sun was bright.
"Sick Yangzi, why are you so weak?"
Jiang Tingting narrowed his eyes slightly, the scorching warmth of the sun would indeed attract people, but... Jiang Tingting still slapped his hand away, half-smiling.
"Feng Limo, do you know that your current behavior is hooliganism?"
Feng Limo laughed out loud, followed the eagle's hair, and looked sideways at Jiang Tingting.
"Rogue? I didn't do anything to you, Bingyangzi. This is called being unable to control yourself. Just like I masturbated him, I can't be considered a gangster."
"??"
"Tsk, you're quite good at quibbling."
Jiang Tingting threw the wine bottle in his hand back to Feng Limo, and then touched his belly.
"I'm hungry and want to eat chicken legs."
Feng Limo caught the wine bottle, raised it at the corner of his mouth, and said casually.
"Want to eat chicken drumsticks? Okay! You can give me a smile."
"What you think is beautiful!"
Just for a chicken drumstick? She's not some...an unscrupulous fox, unless there are a few more.
"Oh, okay, it's getting late, let's go back!" Feng Limo couldn't help but pick up the stunned Jiang Tingting and put him on the horse.
Jiang Tingting quit and pursed his lips, why doesn’t this person ask for more?