The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 640 Brain tonic is a disease, please treat it in time
Jun Moyuan watched as the dark light in the eyes of the serious little face in front of him gradually faded away, replaced by gentle and tender feelings.

Seeing this, Leng Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart was also full of entanglements, if this man came like this every day, wouldn't she be exhausted to death?However, no matter what, the person you choose still needs to be spoiled by yourself, right?

So entanglement or something, well, she just left it behind.

"Qibao." Suddenly came a moving voice with a crying voice, only to hear Leng Wuyou's body froze involuntarily, "Damn it, this woman is still going on, I just stabilized the big bad wolf's mood without seeing her." Well.

Zi Yingying didn't know what Leng Wuyou was thinking, she just felt that what Leng Wuyou said to Jun Moyuan just now was just to confuse him deliberately, and the purpose was to save her.

If Leng Wuyou knew what was going on in her heart, he would just send her a straight message: Darling, it's a disease of the brain, please treat it in time.

Seeing that Jun Moyuan's mood was getting irritable again, Leng Wuyou hurriedly patted him to comfort him, then turned his head and looked indifferently at the man lying on the ground with disheveled hair and eyes with The girl who was moved to tears.

The girl in a pink skirt looked at her with moving eyes, but coupled with her somewhat mean face, Leng Wuyou felt that her eyes were a bit hot.

"Qibao~" Ziyingying saw the young man looking at her all the time, she felt her cheeks became hot for a while, and there seemed to be layers of ripples in her tear-filled eyes, and she called out "Qibao" With these two words, the tone of voice turned [-] times.

The meandering tone only made Leng Wuyou feel extremely uncomfortable, she frowned fiercely, her patience with this woman had reached the extreme, the cold and emotionless words spit out from her mouth like a fist Li Jian, "Shut up, do you deserve this title?"

The sharp "sword" swished into Zi Yingying's chest. Zi Yingying's widened eyes couldn't believe what she heard. She rubbed her ears subconsciously, as if suspecting that everything in front of her was fake. Yes, it's just that when she saw that cold, stunning face without a trace of emotion, she knew it wasn't fake.

She was a little sad, and there was sadness in those slender eyes, "Qibao, how can you say that, I..."

She still wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Leng Wuyou very coldly, "Sorry, I don't know you well."

"How could it be that we are not familiar with each other? It's obvious that we are..." Zi Yingying seemed to be stimulated when she heard this, and her voice rose sharply.

That sharp voice attracted a lot of people in an instant. Their actions originally attracted attention, but at this moment, they immediately attracted the eyes of everyone in the Lingwu Pavilion. The crowd of onlookers who didn't know why were talking there. , Some even saw how pitiful she was, and stood by her side to criticize Leng Wuyou and the others.

The fiercest of them is a young man who thinks he is very righteous. He looks like he is in his early twenties, with an ordinary appearance, and freckles on both sides of his cheeks, which are very symmetrical.

Huo Linfeng walked up to Zi Yingying and reached out to help him, "Miss, are you okay? Do you need me to help you up?"

Zi Yingying saw a hand stretched out in front of her in a hazy vision. That hand had a super thick callus due to years of hard work, and there was even black dust under the nails.

She saw these hands stretched out towards her, as if they were going to help her up, Zi Yingying's complexion sank, she slapped the hands away in front of her, and those slender eyes were full of tears. Full of disgust, "Go away, don't touch me with your dirty hands."

(End of this chapter)