Chapter 29： Huang'er, you are naughty again

Chapter 29 Huanger, you are naughty again

Everyone stretched their necks and looked in the direction of her fingertips, and the flow of people automatically divided a path.

They couldn't wait to know how sacred the "dear" that Jun Mohuang said was even better than the four princes.

"Huh, pretending to be a fool!"

Su Zhiyu was a little nervous just now, looking along the way apart, he didn't see anything, and he was relieved immediately.

How could there be a better man than Feng Yunyi in Huanyun, if there were, she would have already started.

As soon as he turned this thought in his mind, the coercive force swept from afar.

It seemed that there was a heavy rock on his back, and he couldn't lift his head at all.

All the people present kept bending over and saluting strangely, except Jun Mohuang and the Sixth Prince who had just spoken to defend her.

In a curved spine, Di Lingtian walked slowly.

He obviously walked very slowly, with an elegant posture, a few steps across a distance of hundreds of meters, two to Jun Mohuang's side.

His speed was too fast, everyone only saw a flash of black clothes.

"Huang'er, you are naughty again."

Di Lingtian stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of her nose, his deep eyes were full of pampering.

"Don't make trouble."

Jun Mohuang grabbed his hand, and he actually took advantage of her while acting.

"We have done everything these days, and are we still shy?"

Di Lingtian leaned over and whispered Ze in her ear.

The warm breath sprayed on her white and tender earlobes, crisp and itchy.

"Don't talk nonsense, do business."

Jun Mohuang rolled countless eyes in his heart. They had done everything, but just kissed their lips and slept with a quilt.

And she is still forced, is it necessary to say so lustful|sentimentally?

Di Lingtian flicked his sleeves, and the coercion on everyone's back dispersed.

Everyone looked up one after another. It was a man like a king, handsome and exquisite, with grace and noble attitude.

Feng Yunyi compares with him, just like the grass chicken sees the phoenix, and the earthworm sees the real dragon.

Everyone had to admit that Feng Yunyi couldn't compare to the one in front of him in terms of appearance, manners, and strength.

"Four princes, Miss Su, you lost. Now, it's time to fulfill the betting contract just now."

Jun Mohuang looked at the two of them maliciously, and stretched out his tender little hand.

The expressions of Feng Yunyi and Su Zhiyu were uglier than those of dead father.

"Hmph, who said you won, can you prove that the relationship between you must be that kind of relationship, and the identity of this person is unknown, there may not be four princes noble!"

Feng Yunyi hadn't spoken yet, and one of his young brain-dead fans spoke first.

This remark was immediately recognized by most people.

"The deity has been engaged to Huang'er. If you don't believe me, you can ask the Lord of the Jun family."

Facing doubt, Di Lingtian lifted Jun Yangfeng out.

"Sovereign Lord, is this true?"

"Yes."

Jun Yangfeng, who followed behind him, looked bitter, he was forced to follow this man, he dare not say not.

No wonder Jun Mohuang dared to be arrogant in the study that day, because it turned out to be a big tree nearby.

"As for the identity..."

Di Lingtian chuckled lightly, a trace of blood passing through his black eyes.

Seeing the strange **** color, Feng Yunyi suddenly couldn't stand up and fell directly to the ground.

He was panting hard, and sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Your Excellency is indeed noble than me, I am willing to bet."

Feng Yunyi bit her lips tightly, and neatly handed over the sword and a thousand spirit stones on his waist.

Holding Su Zhiyu's skirt next to him, he lifted his palm without hesitation and started fighting.

(End of this chapter)