Explosive favorite wife: Dragon King's stunning favorite concubine

Chapter 88 You are my idol

She was worried that Fei Ying would be defeated just now, and she wanted the man behind her to go up and help out, was it completely superfluous?

"Dare to attack our son's carriage, court death!"

During the few seconds that Feiying was in Yun Ranran's thoughts, he fiercely attacked the man in black again.

The man in black was beaten to the ground by Fei Ying's ruthless moves, and they were pushed back some distance.

Only a man who should be the leader yelled: "Withdraw," and then a smoke bomb flew out of the man's hand.

The smoke bomb exploded on the ground, immediately billowing thick smoke.

After the thick smoke slowly dissipated, there were still figures of those men in black in the surrounding area, those men in black... had long since fled without a trace.

Feiying glanced around.

Then he turned around, walked to the front of the carriage, rushed to Rong Che and bowed his head, "Master, those assassins have all run away."

"Hmm..." Rong Che nodded slightly, and glanced quietly at the place where the smoke was everywhere just now, his eyes were unfathomable.

He slowly looked at Fei Ying standing in front of him, and ordered:
"Have someone look up the origins of these people today. I want to see who is so reckless that he dares to attack me, Rong Che!"

Fei Ying clasped her fists in both hands, and responded respectfully: "Yes, my son."

And Yun Ranran's eyes fell on Feiying for a few seconds, and she suddenly got out of the carriage and jumped off the carriage.

She walked in front of Feiying, stretched out both hands, grabbed Feiying's beautiful palm, and said to him with admiration:
"Feiying, you are my idol. When you fought those assassins just now, you were really amazing. Feiying, why are you so powerful, why are you so amazing."

Yun Ranran spoke to Feiying in front of her with an excited face. She held Feiying's palm tightly with both hands, and she looked excited, as if she really saw some super idol.

Feiying was quite frightened by such Yun Ranran.

He twitched his palm, trying to pull his hands back from Yun Ranran's.

but--

Yun Ranran's hands gripped his palm too tightly, he wanted to pull it out for a moment...but he didn't pull it back.

I want to try to pump it hard, but I am afraid that if I use too much force, it will hurt Miss Yun in front of me.

So he could only look at Yun Ranran in front of him with a sad face, and said with lowered brows and eyes: "Miss Yun, can you let go first... let go first?"

He felt as if the air-conditioning from Shi Ziye was swishing towards him. If Miss Yun didn't let go of his palm and came into such close contact with him again, he was afraid that Shi Ziye's air-conditioning would be blown towards him. Freeze him.

As for Elder Rong Da Shizi on the carriage, he saw Yun Ranran tightly grasping Fei Ying's palm with both hands, and saw Yun Ranran make physical contact with Fei Ying!
His eyes suddenly darkened, as dark as the darkness in the middle of the night.

He frowned tightly, the coldness rolling in his brows and eyes.

He suddenly lifted his lips slowly, and in a warm but cold voice, he slammed towards Feiying and said, "Feiying..."

As soon as Fei Ying heard his eldest son's warm and soft voice, it made people feel inexplicably cold.

His body froze involuntarily, and he quickly raised his head and responded, "Master..."

When Yun Ranran heard the warm voice of the man in the carriage calling Feiying, her brows frowned suddenly, as if the man in the unhappy carriage was calling Feiying at this time, and at this time, distracted Feiying's thoughts.

She turned her head slightly, and glanced at the lazily sitting man in the carriage with some displeasure.

(End of this chapter)