Burning Heaven Sword God

Chapter 46

When Lin Feng entered Mo Qingcheng's room, he was taken aback.

The structure of Mo Qingcheng's room is really interesting.

Like a woman's boudoir.

It was hard for Lin Feng to imagine that Mo Qingcheng was so powerful that his residence would be like this.

In one day, he traveled around the entire Tianyuan Mansion, and Lin Feng was extremely exhausted.

Seeing a bed of snow-white ice, Lin Feng lay down on the bed without any thought.

The ice bed is very comfortable, very soft, and has an elegant fragrance of jasmine.

Lin Feng lay quietly on the bed, and soon fell into a dream.

"Snapped!"

The sound is very crisp.

Lin Feng didn't notice anything.He blurred his eyes, until he saw the person in front of him, Lin Feng suddenly became energized, and became energetic in an instant.

"Why did you hit me?"

Suddenly, a burst of burning pain spread across Lin Feng's face.

Only then did Lin Feng realize that Mo Qingcheng slapped him hard just now.

That slap was so heavy that the left half of Lin Feng's face began to swell.

"Go away!"

Mo Qingcheng's voice was very cold, even if he was speaking to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng became confused, what happened to Mo Qingcheng, he was fine just now, why did he hit him for no reason now?

"Still out of my bed."

Mo Qingcheng's eyebrows were tightly knitted, her eyes were slightly wrinkled, she stared at Lin Feng, and said coldly: "From now on, don't touch my bed again."

"Forehead."

Lin Feng had black lines all over his face, he was very helpless, he was obviously a man, so what if he just slept in his bed.

Get some sleep and you won't get pregnant!
Lin Feng pouted, then left Mo Qingcheng's ice bed and walked towards another wooden bed.

When he saw his wooden bed, Lin Feng smiled wryly, is this the difference?

Mo Qingcheng slept on a thousand-year-old black ice bed, but when he looked at himself, he was sleeping on a rough wooden bed, too.unfair.

"Didn't you fight?"

Lin Feng lay quietly on the bed, very bored, cast his eyes on Mo Qingcheng, and asked with a smile.

"I have no enmity with her, why did I fight?"

Mo Qingcheng was startled suddenly, she didn't know how Lin Feng knew that she and Song Xiaoluo were hostile.But Mo Qingcheng did not intend to involve Lin Feng in this matter.

"That's true. Men, it's better to bear with women."

Lin Feng raised his legs, whistled, and said with a laugh.

"Ha ha!"

Mo Qingcheng has folded many jasmine flowers, and there are many jasmine petals.

In order to better preserve the aroma of jasmine, Mo Qingcheng plucked the petals of jasmine, and then used his own icy spirit to melt several streams of icy water, and melted the jasmine petals into the icy water to make perfume.

The perfume is very fragrant, it is the kind of comfortable fragrance!

Mo Qingcheng splashed the ice water soaked with jasmine petals on the ice bed.

When the ice water flows over the whole bed, the ice bed exudes a dense fragrance, and immediately, the whole room is filled with the fragrance of jasmine.

Lin Feng was surprised to see Mo Qingcheng doing this.

How could a man care so much about this.

After finishing these things, Mo Qingcheng gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said calmly: "A woman is a bitch, and it is far more difficult to deal with than a man. I don't have the same knowledge as a woman, but I have the same knowledge as a bitch."

"I don't think Song Xiaoluo is a bitch."

"I don't think so either."

"Then why do you want to know her as well?"

"I don't know her as well."

"But your shirt is torn."

Lin Feng pointed to the corner of Mo Qingcheng's clothes with his finger, and asked.

For this question, Mo Qingcheng didn't answer directly, but looked out of the window, and there happened to be a dancing jasmine flower, swaying unsteadily in front of Mo Qingcheng's eyes.

"I went to fold flowers, but the branches scratched my clothes."

"Oh!"

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, as if they had nothing to say and wanted to say something to each other.Afterwards, both of them lay down on their respective beds bored.

Lin Feng knew in his heart that if folding flowers could tear Mo Qingcheng's clothes, then Mo Qingcheng, the number one in Tianyuan Mansion, might not be worthy of the name.

Lin Feng could guess that Mo Qingcheng fought with Song Xiaoluo just now, and Song Xiaoluo scratched his clothes.

Mo Qingcheng casually looked at the corner of his clothes, and there was indeed a small cut, so he couldn't help sighing softly.

She never thought that Song Xiaoluo could touch her, let alone that Song Xiaoluo could cut her clothes.

. .

"Since you are already living with me, we have to make an agreement in three chapters."

Mo Qingcheng got up from the bed, looked at the sleepy Lin Feng, and said, "After all, I'm used to living alone."

"what ever!"

Lin Feng was so tired that he just wanted to sleep. He was too lazy to argue with Mo Qingcheng on this kind of matter.

"That's good."

Mo Qingcheng took out a thick piece of paper from under the bed sheet, and spread it out.

About six meters.

On the six-meter paper, there are densely packed characters, like ants, which are difficult to distinguish from a distance.

"What are you holding?"

Seeing such a long piece of paper, Lin Feng couldn't help rubbing his dim eyes and asked puzzledly.

"This is the agreement between us."

Mo Qingcheng prepared a pen and paper, and then put the things on Lin Feng's bedside, asking Lin Feng to sign these agreements.

"Contract?"

"what……"

Lin Feng got up from the bed suddenly, his lips trembled slightly, his eyes were looking at the indifferent Mo Qingcheng, his face was full of disbelief.

"To put it simply, as long as you sign this piece of paper, you can live here in the future."

Regarding Lin Feng's surprise, Mo Qingcheng showed a calm expression on the contrary, without any concern about Lin Feng's feelings.

"how could you do this?"

Lin Feng looked at the contract in Mo Qingcheng's hand, and wrote it in small characters with ants, and wrote it on the paper, which can be as long as six meters.

Lin Feng couldn't imagine how many contracts were written on that piece of paper?For Lin Feng, in short, this contract must never be signed.

"why not?"

Mo Qingcheng's pale face was almost bloodless, her expression was as indifferent as hers, she looked at Lin Feng silently, and said: "If you don't sign the contract, then you can sleep outside the room tonight!"

"Give me the agreement, at least let me take a look."

Lin Feng took the six-meter-long agreement from Mo Qingcheng's hand, looked at it roughly, and then, there was nothing else.

There are thousands of treaties and laws, ranging from fighting and quarreling with others to small matters such as food, clothing, housing and transportation, all of which must be discussed with Mo Qingcheng.

"I will never sign this contract."

Lin Feng looked very ugly, if he signed this contract, then Lin Feng would no longer have any freedom in his life.

"If you don't die, you don't sign, which means you sign if you don't die."

Mo Qingcheng nodded slightly. Obviously, she was very satisfied with her understanding.

(End of this chapter)