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Chapter 1575 Do you think the boss is holding your hand?

But Feng Wu asked as soon as he asked: "Do you know what Jun Linyuan hates the most?"

Fengxun: "Ah?"

Feng Wu Zheng nodded: "Do you know what Jun Linyuan hates the most? Or is the most annoying person? Or, what do you hate what others do to him?"

Fengxun looked at Feng Wu with an extremely weird eyes, and looked up and down, the more you look at your eyes, the more meaningful.

Feng Wu patted his head in anger: "What do you think?"

"Dance girl, this is wrong, it's wrong." Feng Yan stared at Feng Wu, seemed to laugh and laughed: "Why did you suddenly inquire about the boss of Jun?"

Feng Wu turned his eyes: "Where did you ask his preferences? I just ask what he doesn't like?"

"Isn't this the same?" Feng Yan spread his hand: "You inquire about what he doesn't like, and then avoid doing this, isn't that indirectly ask him?"

Feng Wu wanted to turn his eyes silently.

Where is she avoided this? After she was going to inquire, she deliberately did these things to anger the king Lin Yuan?

Seeing that Feng Wu didn't speak, Feng Xun faced Feng Wu: "Yo Yo, my family Feng Xiaowu was shy?"

Feng Wu glared: "Do you say not to say? Don't say I'm going to sleep!"

"Good good, talk about-" Feng Yan smiled, and his smile almost overflowed from his eyes, but he looked at Feng Wu's eyes, full of fun.

Feng Wu: "... Don't you say it yet?!"

Fengxun: "Okay, okay, I want to think about your brother."

Feng Xun sat in front of the table, touched his chin with one hand, and was in a state of thinking: "To say something that the boss of Jun hates ... From the perspective of eating, he hates the spicy taste."

Feng Wu is speechless: "Are you sure?"

Feng Xun thought about it, yeah, the spicy vegetables made several times, the boss of the king eaten, and the taste of it was delicious.

Okay, this problem is eliminated.

Feng Xun began to think again: "If you want to talk about the nasty person of Jun ... Little dance girl, you wouldn't have to kill the person you didn't like, so he felt good in front of him?"

Feng Wu raised an eyebrow: "What's the matter?"

Fengxun: "What's wrong? Do you not know, it is well known that the person you like the most disliked by Jun Linyuan is his monarch."

Feng Wu: "Emperor Junwu?"

While looking at Feng Wu with a compassionate gaze, Feng Yan rubbed her head: "My little girl is smart, but the words of Emperor Junwu, you really can't take him."

Feng Wu thought about the more desperate: "What about the most annoying thing in Linyuan Yuan? For example, what do he hate others most to do?"

Feng Xun's face was taken for granted: "Isn't this obvious? Boss Jun doesn't like others to touch him, but the boss of Jun has serious cleanliness. There are people within a few meters, and he will be unhappy."

"Fake it?" Feng Wu looked at the wind with doubtful eyes.

Because of being questioned, Fengxun almost jumped up: "How are you fake? You don't know, if you want to touch the corner of the boss, don't want it."

Feng Wu bowed his head and muttered: "... How can it be so serious?"

From time to time, Jun Linyuan dragged her hand and carried her away at every turn. If it was really like Feng Yan said, wouldn't he have no hands for a long time?

Feng Xun glanced at Feng Wu and suddenly reacted: "Hey, do you think the boss of Jun pulls your hand?"


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