"Madam, what do you want to ask?" Qin Yichuan raised his golden eyes and stared directly at Feng Wu's expression, unwilling to miss anything.
Feng Wu was silent for a moment, then looked at Qin Yichuan: "Husband, what do you want to ask?"
Qin Yichuan fell silent. He had many questions, but he didn't dare to ask them because he was afraid that the consequences would be unbearable for him. Especially the scene where the lady blocked the person behind her deeply hurt his eyes.
Feng Wu sighed, finished, stretched out his hand, and felt the warmth coming from the fire: "I don't have anything to ask you. I probably know what's going on."
As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a breeze blowing behind me, and I fell into a warm embrace. An aggrieved voice came to my ears: "My wife has nothing to do with my husband."
Feng Wu: "..."
Frowning: "When did I stop caring about you? Do you take enough medicine?"
Qin Yichuan's golden eyes flashed with a hint of dissatisfaction: "My lady, please care about me."
Then he said quietly: "This is only a small part."
Feng Wu refused to defeat him in this regard, so he gave up on himself: "Then what do you want? Let me ask again? Why do you want to hide these things from me?"
Qin Yichuan looked at Feng Wu and was finally defeated: "Madam, that's not what I meant?"
"Humph, come on, I don't know Crow Yin, but I don't know Qin Yichuan." Every time he saw his expression, Feng Wu felt uncomfortable, especially now that his eyes were still golden, which made Feng Wu feel even more uncomfortable.
There's a little bit more of a different feeling.
Feng Wu lowered his eyes, but still couldn't bear to put on an excessive expression towards him, but the look on his face was a little lonely: "I will have the opportunity to understand Crow Yin's identity in the future, but I don't want my mind to act like that now.
So many things.”
Then she raised her head, feeling a little unbearable. In the final analysis, she was still too selfish, but many things were beyond her control: "What about you, do you want to know something about this incident? Don't say anything. You don't want to know anything. Look.
Your expression doesn't look like it."
Especially the expression of disgust, don't be too obvious: "Do you know the identity of that person?"
Although it is a question, Feng Wu's meaning is affirmative.
Qin Yichuan's voice was a little hoarse and bitter, and he nodded, "I know, the prince of Southern Xinjiang."
Feng Wu nodded, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Actually, I just found out about it, maybe it's later than you know."
Qin Yichuan looked at Feng Wu with burning eyes.
Feng Wu couldn't stand his gaze, and then when he thought of his temper, he took a deep breath and looked at him in disbelief: "You don't think I'm with a witch,"
Feng Wu paused for a moment, then continued: "Is there anything?"
Facing Feng Wu's aggressive eyes, Qin Yichuan lowered his eyelids and said in a deep voice: "The moment I saw you protecting him behind you, I almost couldn't hold it back and rushed out to separate you."
Feng Wu directly pinched his waist: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think it is possible? He is a very important person to me, but he is not the dirty person in your mind."
Seeing that Feng Wu was really angry, Qin Yichuan quickly looked at her to please her and said, "Madam, I was wrong. I will kneel on the washboard when I get back."
"Go back?" Feng Wu glanced around and found a pile of fine stones in the corner. He continued to use his hand and waved, and the fine stones were spread out in front of Qin Yichuan.