The big fat man looked at Zhuiyun's doubtful eyes, but for a moment he felt quite proud. He thought to himself in his heart, hum, hum, hum, it's just a little leopard, hey, hey, what about it? Can't you see?
Come to this fat man, hum, how can I let you see this so casually?
Big Fatty actually found his inner balance in Zhuiyun.
"What's wrong with Zhuiyun?" Bu Qinghuan didn't notice anything strange about Zhuiyun around him, but Mei Yinxue did.
Hearing Mei Yinxue's question, Zhuiyun turned to look at Mei Yinxue, then shook his head, saying that he didn't understand it yet.
"Hey, young master, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bitter and resentful?" At this time, Zhang Zihua looked at Feng Juechen and asked in confusion.
It has to be said that although his young master Feng Juechen had a damn iceberg face every day before he met Mei Yinxue, the expression of the iceberg-faced young master has changed since he met Mei Yinxue.
He has become richer, but now he is sensitive to the fact that his young master's face is angry and livid, and his eyes are almost bursting with anger.
Hearing Zhang Zihua's voice, Feng Juechen ignored Zhang Zihua at all.
However, Zhang Zihua's words also attracted the attention of others. For a moment, everyone followed Feng Juechen's gaze, but it happened to fall on Bu Qinghuan's big hand holding Mei Yinxue's sleeve.
So everyone understood that the young master of the Divine Valley was jealous, hehe, hehe!
But the matter of pulling sleeves... no matter how you think about it, it can't be considered a big deal!
Mei Yinxue naturally noticed it, so she glanced at Feng Juechen impatiently, wondering when did this man become so stingy.
But she thought so in her heart, but Mei Yinxue still gave an explanation: "My senior brother is a road fool. Once he goes to a strange place, he will be a little uneasy. Pulling my sleeve will make him more nervous."
Some sense of security.”
"He can pull the sleeves of the rest of us!" Feng Juechen still felt a little unhappy.
"My senior brother is not familiar with you!" Mei Yinxue frowned slightly.
"But, Yin Xue, your sleeves were wrinkled by him!" Feng Juechen added.
Zhang Zihua covered his face and noticed that Hei Jue turned his head and glanced at him, and a black line hung down from their foreheads at the same time.
It is said that when Feng Juechen was still pretending to be a fool in the Fifth Prince's Mansion, he didn't know which guy was following Mei Yinxue around every day, either holding hands or pulling on clothes.
Cough, cough, Feng Juechen, it seems that you have done similar things frequently, and now you can actually accuse others so brazenly.
Bu Qinghuan's eyes were calm and he just glanced at Feng Juechen lightly, then didn't look at him again.
"Well, that young master, don't meet with a crazy person!" Zhang Zihua immediately jumped out to smooth things over.
Rong Shaoming didn't speak, he just waved a glittering golden fan and looked at Feng Juechen with a smile. The sparkle in his eyes was clearly that of watching a good show.
"Then I will pull your sleeve too!" Feng Juechen saw that Bu Qinghuan had no intention of letting go of Mei Yinxue's sleeve, so he actually reached out and grabbed Mei Yinxue's other sleeve.