After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

There was a quick response on the phone.

"Yes, okay, don't worry, I'm safe." Lu Nanxi nodded, "This is my job."

The phone hangs up.

He stared at the name on the interface with a cold and terrifying look in his eyes.

One of the lords who was born in this land, he didn't like the families that ruled the rules.

These gangs that manipulate everything can exist in this land because of some historical issues.

But history should exist in the past, and he just wanted to bury this disgusting family, along with the gangs that took root here.

"Let's go."

"I hope there will be nothing else." Fang Xing relaxed.

He didn't want to go through this dangerous situation again.

She only found the tense look of the teenager in front of her amusing.

No, she didn't come any closer, his heart was beating, it was beating because of her now.

It's a pity that the love expert he knows is not there, and he doesn't know what to do. He has tasted what it feels like to be at a loss now.

Fang Xing could feel the throbbing in his chest.

"What is it?"

Fang Xing tensed his back and leaned over to listen.

Fang Xing struggled in his mind for a long time before realizing that Ling Yimo's attention was on the book and he didn't respond at all.

What kind of development is this?He couldn't bear to be confessed by such nasty lines all of a sudden.

"Please, if you stare at me like this again, I won't be able to help but say what's on my mind."

He was a little confused about the situation and moved closer.

Want to know.

When he was taking a shower, he realized that he had scratched his arm with a bloody gash long from his index finger, and the water flowed through his skin, causing a stinging pain.

After bidding farewell to the prince, the two walked home together.

The close-up of the cartoon is impressively the shy face of the girl when she is active.

Prince is the name given to this young man by the people around him. He is the son of a leader of the Hong Gang.The leader is the one and only emperor of the Hong Gang, so he is naturally the crown prince.

No, no, the minor has not finished his studies, and it is not good to fall in love. Should he say something and refuse?What can I say?

If she stared at him like this again, he would be a little at a loss.

"Well, you are, what do you mean?" Fang Xing couldn't figure it out, so he asked.

It looked boring when it was serious, but now it looks like it's tempting.

indeed.

The two went home.

"Let's go." He led the team past the two of them and went across the street.

Today's lunch was made by Lu Nanwang. It looks ordinary and tastes nothing.

"Okay!" Ling Yimo tied a girly bow in satisfaction, then packed the medicine box and put it back in place.

His mind seems to fly across ancient and modern regions, from the earth to the Milky Way, and from the Milky Way to this place.

"Thank you, Prince, for your concern. I am in good health and have not fallen ill." Lu Nanxi responded.

The girl squinted, like a fox wagging its tail thinking about a bad idea, "Want to know?"

In her eyes, there is the pride when the prank succeeds.

Fang Xing didn't know how to ask.

"I didn't say that you can't read the lines of the manga." The girl responded with a smile.

If he hadn't wanted to be moral, he would have given that kid a taste of martial arts.

"No, don't come any closer, my heart is beating, and it's beating because of you."

Fang Xing stretched out his hand consciously and let her handle it.

It's better to have someone to help than to be alone.

Her face was suddenly very close, and her eyes met his.

Reading comics is worse than reading "Teacher's List" twice more, to follow the prime minister's behest and build a harmonious society, which should be the case for young people in the new era.

"But he called you Little Peacock..."

A sudden sentence, full of emotion, came to Fang Xing's ears like thunder.

Fang Xing suddenly felt nervous.

When the two left the building, they happened to meet a group of people downstairs.

"I can't stand him." Fang Xing was so stimulated by the young man's cheap appearance that his fists stiffened.

The bow on the arm still hasn't come loose.

"It's the lines in the book." She held up the black and white cartoon.

He hoped that Ao Feng would come to him through time and space and tell him what to do now.

"It's okay, he won't be successful. He has been in society for a long time, and he will go to prison sooner or later." Lu Nanxi calculated the evidence in his hand, and planned to send this kid to reform his mind on an auspicious day.

Seeing that he was nervous, the girl smiled and moved forward a little.

He shrank back a little nervously.

Fang Xing slightly rolled his eyes.

In the past, when he teased cats and dogs and people, he could make a little movement. Unfortunately, Lu Nanxi's temper was too soft, and he didn't have much reaction, so he naturally lost interest.

After experiencing such a calamity in the morning, Fang Xing suddenly felt that being able to eat a hot meal alive was already a great happiness.

The leader was well-dressed and handsome, and his age looked like a high-spirited youth.

Fang Xing understood.

Today Ling Yimo was sitting on the sofa and reading a book, which seemed to be a comic.

"What do you mean?" The girl suddenly approached.

"Then what are you reading out for?"

"Hey, little peacock, you didn't get scared by Huaye's huge explosion just now, did you?" The young man hung a cigarette, but didn't light it up, with a smirk on his lips, "You know you used to be scared to get sick even by setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year. A dead body."

It's not surprising that I like to read comics at this age.

"Because male peacocks look better than female peacocks," Lu Nanxi explained.

"Let me tell you." Ling Yimo hooked his fingers, "Come closer."

"Little peacock, look at your disgraced face, go home and wash up quickly, don't stand here and be ashamed." The prince thought it was boring.

Fang Xing stared at the pink bow tie, speechless for a while.

Maybe this is what his sister told him, the girlish heart of a girl.

Fang Xing suddenly understood how those girls who were cheated by scumbags felt.

Fang Xing's beating heart returned to calm, a little annoyed.

"Are you injured?"

He brushed his hair casually, got dressed, and walked to the living room.

The people who followed him were not very old, and the oldest one was under 25.

Fang Xing felt that he had no way to understand.

When he was in high school, he had seen his sisters who were several years older than him get together to read comics, circulate them to each other, and then start discussing which male lead was more handsome.

He thought that Lu Nanxi didn't look like the kind of character who could open the screen.

"Where's your first aid kit?"

The distance is even closer than before.

He was a bandit at such a young age, and if he did this, he would have been chased by Mrs. Dong from the Imperial Capital to Jinmen with a stick.

Ling Yimo jumped off the sofa, pulled out the medicine box from under the TV cabinet, put it on the sofa, and said, "You hurt your hand, it's inconvenient, I'll help you."

The teenagers chimed in and laughed.

What do you mean?what's the situation?
Confession?Ling Yimo likes him?

"boring!"

He stood up and left.

On the sofa in the living room, Ling Yimo rested his chin, stared at his back, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips.

"I'm tempted..."

//fake, feint a shot