You are my spoiled wife: divine doctor concubine

Feng Yu was shocked and froze

"Who was that night, you?" Xin mogo said again, and the hand clasping Feng Yu's wrist was obviously tightened.

Feng Yu was surprised again. Did he recognize her? But how is it possible? He couldn't see her. She had deliberately changed her voice. How did he recognize her?

At a close distance, Feng Yu looked at the breathtaking face in front of her, at the tight heavy color on her face, and then at the sharp black eyes that suddenly burst out. The sharp nails in her eyes made her almost have no way to hide.

For a moment, Feng Yu suddenly held her breath and stepped back unconsciously. There was only one idea in her mind, that is "escape"!

Xin mogo firmly clasped Feng Yu's wrist and couldn't allow Feng Yu to escape. His dark complexion, emotion and happiness were indistinguishable. "You two, go out!" The words spoke to Fengyu, but the "two people" in the words undoubtedly referred to the old doctor and flower color seeking.

Hua xunshe looked bored. She didn't know what had happened suddenly. When she heard the voice reflexively looking at the talking Xin mogo and the stiff Feng Yu, her eyes flashed with wonder. But what followed was interest. The flowers looked for color and watched with great interest.

The old doctor was stunned and couldn't react.

"Get out!"

The two words repeated, deep and without waves, but a shocking low pressure suddenly shrouded down.

The old doctor was so close that he trembled all over for a moment. He almost stood up and went straight out without any doubt, delay or disobedience.

Huaxun is also a little frightened. According to reason, the person sitting on the bed is just a dying man or a blind man. Why should he be afraid of him? Is he the kind of person who is called around? Why did he tell him to go out? Why should he listen to him? He won't go out! But thinking like this, under the invisible low pressure in the air, a creepy feeling ran up from the soles of your feet in vain, and there was an unspeakable feeling of fear? Forget it, he'd better go out! The expression on Hua Xun's face changed quickly like a magic trick, and finally ran out.

In a moment, only Feng Yu and Xin mogo were left in the humble cell.

At this time, Feng Yu reacted and tried to stabilize the recognized panic and the obvious heartbeat. She didn't admit it, and deliberately pretended to be confused and said, "Shizi, what are you talking about? What night? What is you? Why can't I understand a word? " While talking, Feng Yu had bent down because she went to get the silk handkerchief in xinmogo's hand, and tried to draw her own hand, trying to draw her hand back from xinmogo's hand. In her heart, she only felt that xinmogo's hand was as cold as ice without a trace of temperature.

"Pretend to be confused?" Xin mogo stood up as he said, and his hand clasping Feng Yu's wrist was tight.

Fengyu suddenly felt a pressing low pressure from her head, which made her a little out of breath.

At the next moment, Feng Yu secretly clenched her teeth, looked up to meet her, and said without changing her face: "it's really puzzling for the son of God to say this and do this. Forgive me for being stupid..."

"Do you still want to argue about your fragrance?" A pair of black eyes, black as ink, dull, but sharp enough to surprise people