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1572 This is embarrassing 3

"Hey you-" When Fengwu wanted to ask, Feng Yan had no gusts.

Feng Wu: "..."

Feng Wu was thrown in the cold wind, but at this moment, she had a question in her mind.

According to Fengxun, Jun Linyuan should tell but did not tell ... what exactly is it?

Feng Wu wanted to go back, and went back to Jun Linyuan's camp without knowing it.

Among this royal hunting team, there are only three of the camps with yard. His Royal Highness's camp is naturally one of them.

As soon as Feng Wu entered the yard, he met Jun Linyuan on the face.

Both sides' sights meet in mid -air- ——

Jun Linyuan's eyes were too deep and bright, as if the dark night sky was lit, which made people fall like a star city.

Feng Wu accelerated for a while, and she subconsciously turned her head to avoid looking at Jun Linyuan.

But the dark and deep eyes of Jun Linyuan stared at her from beginning to end, always staring deeply, her eyes were burning, and she had a deep meaning.

"Cough--"

Feng Wu was in his hands behind him, holding his small body, and proudly stared at Jun Linyuan: "It was the wind and pulled me back!"

Not what she wanted to come back!

His Royal Highness's deep eyes mean long: "What about Fengsan?"

"Uh ..." Feng Wu took a circle around, and she really didn't see Fengxun. For a while, she wanted to kick Feng Yan.

His Royal Highness has a touch of bending that is not easy to detect: "Girl with a bad mouth."

Feng Wu stared at: "It's really Feng Sanla back, I don't want to come back!"

His Royal Highness glanced at Feng Wu, ignored her, turned into the room.

Feng Wu was too shameless to pat his head in annoyed!

"Master and owner, don't forget the task seven." In Feng Wu's mind, the peach blossom elf reminded.

Feng Wu nodded: "I know."

I came back, but I thought of the task seven, and the despair in Feng Wu's mind ...

Angry the king Linyuan, the anger value reaches 100 % ... What can he do to this extent?

Under the candlelight, Feng Wu was sitting in front of the table, holding his chin with both hands, caught in a deep contemplation ...

Deduction- ——

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in--" Feng Wu looked back at the direction of the door.

The person who came in was Gong Hyun.

Gong Yan saw Feng Wu, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

She was so impressed with Feng Wu. In addition, the Feng Wu rescued Lafayette's incident in recent times, Gong Yan only felt that Feng Wu was so good. In her heart, she had already identified that this is the future prince.

"Miss Dance, come and come quickly-" Gong Yan pulled Feng Wu and walked out.

Feng Wu looked at her puzzled: "Palace, what's wrong with this?"

Gong Yan laughed: "His Royal Highness is a little hungry. Miss worked in the kitchen for a trip, no need to be complicated, three more than the middle of the night, just make a noodle."

"Cooking?" Feng Wu asked softly.

Gong Yan nodded: "Yes, His Royal Highness Miss Dance's craftsmanship is the most accustomed to Miss Dance's cooking, so this matter really has to come in person."

Feng Wu's eyes suddenly flashed!

On the way, she was a low -looking little girl and took care of Jun Linyuan's diet. If she suddenly refused at this time, Jun Linyuan —

Wouldn't it be angry?!

With such a good opportunity, how can Feng Wu let it go?!

Feng Wu subconsciously glanced at the tent with a candlelight not far away, and deliberately raised his voice: "Gong Ye, I'm really sorry, I am afraid ... Xiaowu can't agree."


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