"I know." She waved her hand and walked deeper into Huanyue's residence.
She has no interest in entering the temple, and she also knows the true face of the temple.
Luo Qingfeng walked into the room where the medicine was refining. As soon as she closed the door, her movements stopped and she stood there.
someone
A figure in white floated past and appeared behind her. His long, slender white hand stretched out and was about to fall on her shoulder.
Luo Qingfeng's eyes flashed with cruelty, and he grabbed the hand before it fell.
At the same time, the elbow of the other hand stabbed the opponent's abdomen hard.
However, before the elbow poked her, the other party seemed to know what she was going to do, and immediately held her elbow down and took her into his arms.
The familiar scent of red pepper wafted over, and Luo Qingfeng's stiff body was startled, and then she grinded her teeth.
"Feng Jinghong" bastard
"Well, I haven't seen you for a while, but Qingfeng is still so alert." Favoring words rang in her ears.
If it had been anyone else today, I would have had to crawl out.
"I said, why are you coming to Luo's house again? Don't say you have no place to live." Damn it, there is no place to live.
The dignified Ninth Prince doesn’t even have a place to live, who can he lie to?
"Well, I can't bear to leave Qingfeng." He said it bluntly this time.
I said before that I had no place to live, but I just wanted to stay with her.
But if he said it clearly, she would definitely avoid him and not even look at him. He knew Qingfeng very well.
"But you can't live here either." Luo Qingfeng said with black lines on her head. She absolutely cannot live here.
Mo Lingxuan also lives in Huanyue Xiaoju. This gossip man can't pull eight horses when he gossips.
"No matter who else lives here, I will live here too." Feng Jinghong snorted, full of jealousy.
Does that person named Mo have no place to go? Why should he follow their little Qing'er?
Luo Qingfeng ""
How much did he hear?
"I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere." He let go of her, took her hand and walked towards the soft cushion.
The two sat down on the soft cushions. Luo Qingfeng thought about it and felt something was wrong.
"Feng Jinghong, you're not that clingy, tell me, did something happen in the imperial capital?" She narrowed her eyes and pointed at him.
Feng Jinghong's mouth twitched and his eyes looked away.
"It's nothing." He could guarantee that he would remain as safe as a jade.
"Isn't it because he was forced into marriage?" Luo Qingfeng looked at her suspiciously. He felt guilty.
Feng Jinghong coughed lightly, looked at her helplessly, and sighed.
"Well, being forced into marriage is so pitiful." As he said that, he hugged her and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
If Xuan An were here, he would definitely despise someone.
What about forced marriage? Before the girl even opened her mouth, he just said a few words and asked the emperor to marry her to a notorious man.
Seeing him like this, Luo Qingfeng wanted to laugh a little. He would be forced to marry, and that would be a hell.
"The Ninth Prince is worthy of being the number one Jinghong son in Donglin." She suppressed her smile and sighed.
There are indeed many rotten peach blossoms.
When Feng Jinghong heard this, he immediately sat up with a look of assurance on his face.
"Qingfeng, I am definitely not the cause of these rotten peach blossoms." Even though Luo Qingfeng didn't say the next sentence, he seemed to have heard it.
"Beauty is alluring." Luo Qingfeng stretched out her hand, lifted his chin, and clicked her tongue.
Her behavior was more like teasing.
Feng Jinghong lowered his eyes and looked at the finger that raised his chin, then looked at Luo Qingfeng, leaned forward, pressed her down, and captured those bright red lips.