Feng Wu stared at the peach blossom elf: "Do Jun Linyuan like me?!"
Haven't waited for the peach blossom elf to speak, Feng Wu has been followed: "Jun Linyuan doesn't like me!"
The peach blossom elf looks at the eyes of Fengwu, just like watching a small mental retardation.
Feng Wu glared at the peach blossom elf: "No, there is a problem with this task! Jun Linyuan doesn't like me, how can I let Zuo Qingyu know that Jun Linyuan likes me? This problem contains two, one is Jun Linyuan like me, two
Let Zuo Qingyu know and believe in this! "
Peach blossom elf nodded.
Feng Wuqi wanted to hit her: "Do you dare to nod to me?!"
The peach blossom elf was prepared for a long time, and it ran away.
"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu-" Duan Chaoge's expression of Feng Wu was excited for a while and was excited for a while ... I was almost frightened by her, so I hurriedly shook her, "Little dance, you wake up!
How do you sleep? Still dreaming?! "
Duan Chaoge's shaking, finally shaking Feng Wu back to God.
"Let Zuo Qingyu know that Jun Linyuan likes me? Is this going crazy? My God-" Feng Wu murmured to himself.
Duan Chaoge only understood a small half sentence: "What do you want His Royal Highness?"
Feng Wu patted his head and stood up: "It's okay, you let me slowly ..."
Fortunately, there is no prescribed time, and this matter can be delayed.
"Completed within a month, otherwise, the twelve mission twelve will never come out ..." The weak voice of the peach blossom elf in Feng Wu's mind.
Feng Wu wants to hit someone again!
One month?!
Let Jun Linyuan like her in a month?! Is this special ... Is this super difficult?
Let Zuo Qingyu know that it is not difficult, letting it like her is super difficult! Feng Wu's hair is almost bald by her.
Fengwu tried to make sense to the peach blossom elf: "Can we change the words to know the two words and be convinced?"
Let Zuo Qingyu believe that Jun Linyuan likes her, she still has a confidence to do it.
Who knows, the peach blossom elf veto directly: "Don't change a word!"
Feng Wu: "... can I hit you?"
The peach blossom elf shrinks his head and dare not squeak.
Fengwu's hands on their hips, walking around in the room, grinding their teeth.
"Little Dance-" Duan Chaoge puzzled.
Feng Wu looked at her: "Where do you go, where is His Royal Highness?"
Duan Chaoge: "Little Dance You ... Shouldn't you really like His Royal Highness?!"
Feng Wu: "... This is not important, the most important thing is where you first inquire about him."
Duan Chaoge glanced at Feng Wu's complex eyes.
Xiaowu has always been calm and calm, and her anger is not colored, but whenever she involves His Royal Highness, she will become anxious, nervous, and angry ... What does this do not like?!!
Will her little dance like others? Duan Chaoge is sour, but in the end he still ran to find Fengxun.
She didn't know where His Royal Highness was, but Fengxun must know.
As soon as Feng Xun heard the description of Chao Ge, he immediately patted the table: "I just say, Xiao Wu will definitely take the initiative to find the boss of Jun, hey, I really guessed it.
You let Xiaowu go to Jiuzhong Hall and wait. "
And at this moment--
Left home.
Zuo Qingyu took the Fengyu frame and slowly fell outside the left door of the left family.
The Zuo family was already excited, and Mrs. Zuo even fluttered out, and I couldn't wait to hug Zuo Qingzhang with excitement.
PS: There are monthly tickets in the mud ~ Seeking a monthly ticket ~