A little cute baby fell from the sky
Chapter 1447 Painful Ling Feng
Chapter 1447 Painful Ling Feng
Ling Feng held the wild flower that he had picked for a long time in his hand, looking at it over and over again.
My heart is very tangled.
When he came back, he heard that country Z sent a large cart of gifts, all kinds of valuable flowers, dolls, jewelry, and perfume.
The ones who gave the gifts were the young masters of those famous families in the imperial capital, he knew.
And not only did he know, everyone's name, family background, and character Ling Feng were firmly remembered in his mind.
The 14-year-old Ling Feng himself didn't know what to remember these people for, he only knew that he hated them very, very much.
Ling Feng's fingers pinched deeply into the flower stem, and the scene when he was in country Z on Valentine's Day on February 2th could not help but float in his mind.
At that time, he and Miss Wei Ran were still in Country Z.
Several young masters from aristocratic families who had close contacts with the Qi family boldly entrusted him to deliver the gift to Miss Wei Ran.
There are flowers, chocolates, and confession letters.
"Sorry, I can't hand it over to her without Miss Wei Ran's permission."
This was Ling Feng's answer at that time, his voice was cold, his eyes were cold and of course.
As a result, a young master from an aristocratic family became angry.
Of course, he didn't dare to get angry in front of Ling Feng, and only gritted his teeth and whispered to his companion after Ling Feng left.
"Hey, what is he, he's just a bodyguard. The bodyguard is just a dog next to Miss Wei Ran."
"My father said that Mr. President originally wanted to let this Middle Eastern kid go. It was Miss Weiran who said good things to keep him. Huh, my father said that in the future, Miss Weiran will definitely be with us, the children of aristocratic families. marriage."
"After I become Miss Wei Ran's husband, I must teach this Middle Eastern boy a lesson."
"Tch, Miss Weiran is my daughter-in-law, when will it be your turn? When I become Weiran's husband, I will definitely let this Middle Eastern boy with high-set eyes lie in front of me like a dog. Haha Ha ha."
Their voices are actually very small, but Ling Feng has received special training since he was a child, and his hearing is very keen.
These young master's words fell into his ears verbatim.
The memory of the past came to an abrupt end, Ling Feng bit his lips tightly, and finally sighed softly.
"Miss Wei Ran."
His azure blue eyes were always staring at the beautiful figure in the window, and his heart couldn't help but tug.
He saw the graceful figure at the window hugging those flowers, and a teddy bear more than one meter high.
Miss Weiran is hugging those presents!
Ling Feng felt that it was difficult for him to breathe, so he turned his head and clenched his hands tightly.
Master Zixiao already has a son, and Miss Weiran is 14 years old.
In a few years, Miss Weiran will also get married. With such a good family background, her husband will definitely be a young master with an excellent family background.
Even if he is not the young master, he must be an outstanding elite.
Anyway, it wouldn't be such an inconspicuous bodyguard like him, and he was from the Middle East.
Ling Feng knew that the Qi family hated those terrorists in the Middle East, especially King Aled of country E.
The more Ling Feng thought about it, the more painful he felt. He looked at the wild flower that was about to be strangled in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he couldn't get it out.
How can he compare, how can he compare!
Thinking that Miss Wei Ran would marry young masters from those aristocratic families in the future, Ling Feng felt violent in his heart.
The azure blue eyes suddenly turned red like blood, like a demon walking out of hell.
If those young masters were right in front of him, he would definitely stab the knife into their hearts, pick out their internal organs and feed them to the dogs!
Taking a deep breath, the 14-year-old boy murmured silently.
"No, you can't have such an idea. You promised Miss Weiran. You promised her."
(End of this chapter)
Ling Feng held the wild flower that he had picked for a long time in his hand, looking at it over and over again.
My heart is very tangled.
When he came back, he heard that country Z sent a large cart of gifts, all kinds of valuable flowers, dolls, jewelry, and perfume.
The ones who gave the gifts were the young masters of those famous families in the imperial capital, he knew.
And not only did he know, everyone's name, family background, and character Ling Feng were firmly remembered in his mind.
The 14-year-old Ling Feng himself didn't know what to remember these people for, he only knew that he hated them very, very much.
Ling Feng's fingers pinched deeply into the flower stem, and the scene when he was in country Z on Valentine's Day on February 2th could not help but float in his mind.
At that time, he and Miss Wei Ran were still in Country Z.
Several young masters from aristocratic families who had close contacts with the Qi family boldly entrusted him to deliver the gift to Miss Wei Ran.
There are flowers, chocolates, and confession letters.
"Sorry, I can't hand it over to her without Miss Wei Ran's permission."
This was Ling Feng's answer at that time, his voice was cold, his eyes were cold and of course.
As a result, a young master from an aristocratic family became angry.
Of course, he didn't dare to get angry in front of Ling Feng, and only gritted his teeth and whispered to his companion after Ling Feng left.
"Hey, what is he, he's just a bodyguard. The bodyguard is just a dog next to Miss Wei Ran."
"My father said that Mr. President originally wanted to let this Middle Eastern kid go. It was Miss Weiran who said good things to keep him. Huh, my father said that in the future, Miss Weiran will definitely be with us, the children of aristocratic families. marriage."
"After I become Miss Wei Ran's husband, I must teach this Middle Eastern boy a lesson."
"Tch, Miss Weiran is my daughter-in-law, when will it be your turn? When I become Weiran's husband, I will definitely let this Middle Eastern boy with high-set eyes lie in front of me like a dog. Haha Ha ha."
Their voices are actually very small, but Ling Feng has received special training since he was a child, and his hearing is very keen.
These young master's words fell into his ears verbatim.
The memory of the past came to an abrupt end, Ling Feng bit his lips tightly, and finally sighed softly.
"Miss Wei Ran."
His azure blue eyes were always staring at the beautiful figure in the window, and his heart couldn't help but tug.
He saw the graceful figure at the window hugging those flowers, and a teddy bear more than one meter high.
Miss Weiran is hugging those presents!
Ling Feng felt that it was difficult for him to breathe, so he turned his head and clenched his hands tightly.
Master Zixiao already has a son, and Miss Weiran is 14 years old.
In a few years, Miss Weiran will also get married. With such a good family background, her husband will definitely be a young master with an excellent family background.
Even if he is not the young master, he must be an outstanding elite.
Anyway, it wouldn't be such an inconspicuous bodyguard like him, and he was from the Middle East.
Ling Feng knew that the Qi family hated those terrorists in the Middle East, especially King Aled of country E.
The more Ling Feng thought about it, the more painful he felt. He looked at the wild flower that was about to be strangled in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he couldn't get it out.
How can he compare, how can he compare!
Thinking that Miss Wei Ran would marry young masters from those aristocratic families in the future, Ling Feng felt violent in his heart.
The azure blue eyes suddenly turned red like blood, like a demon walking out of hell.
If those young masters were right in front of him, he would definitely stab the knife into their hearts, pick out their internal organs and feed them to the dogs!
Taking a deep breath, the 14-year-old boy murmured silently.
"No, you can't have such an idea. You promised Miss Weiran. You promised her."
(End of this chapter)
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