"What are you thinking?" When Feng Yulin came back, he saw Ling Jue sitting on the table, dazed, and the things on the table had not moved.

He went to talk about the party for a while. The little guy didn't even eat.

"Yes." Lingjue sees him coming and points to the things in front of her.

Feng Yulin looked at the bread that had been bitten. It was funny. His eyes were shining across his face, and his long fingers stretched out towards Ling Jue's face.

Lingjue quickly turns his head, but Feng Yulin forcibly holds his chin. When he is about to get angry, his fingers pick up a smear of his chin.

Lingjue blushed and raised her eyes to stare at him.

In Feng Yulin's view, the boy and the girl look like a coquetry.

"You are really a child." He smirked and shook his head, fingered his belly and stroked his face. "The little face is as smooth as you can see."

Ling Jue slapped him on the hand and gave him a white eye. "Get up!"

"Hahaha." Feng regained his hand and sat opposite him with a smile on his face.

Ling Jue is really like a dreamer

He never dreamed, but he did.

Why is lingjue not a little girl? She will play coquetry with him and gently call him brother Lin.

Tut Tut, it's not like the kid in front of you. You can stab him with a dagger.

Don't poke him a few holes, this kid won't be distressed?

Feng Yulin's mouth was hooked. Just now he saw that he was not happy. He promised to take a bath with him. Automatically ignore the joke he said about soaking alone -

he won't do anything to him while soaking in hot springs together, so afraid of how he will get along with him in the future.

Looking at Ling Jue's side face, he opened his red lips and said with a smile, "Ling Jue, you are the second most handsome man I have ever seen."

Ling Jue turned to look at him with a wry smile on her lips. "You want to say the first one is you?"

"Isn't it? I am not the most handsome in the country of clouds. "

"Ha ha."

"Don't you believe it?" Feng Yulin was not happy to hear him.

Ling Jue calmly spits out a word, "Oh."

Feng Yulin reaches out and quickly pinches his chin. The red lip is less than a finger away from Ling Jue's lips. The magnetic voice rings, "boy, respect Feng Ye, the first commander of the cloud Kingdom, or he may shut you up in the black house."

Looking at the fierce light in Feng Yulin's eyes, Ling Jue also held out her hand to hold his chin, smiling evil and bewildering, "this uncle, please respect the first handsome Lord in the universe in front of you, or he may take off your chin."

They were holding each other like this. When Qi Mian came up with hot milk, he saw their mutual rigidity.

He looks at the table occupied by the two people in embarrassment. He'd better carry on with it, "..."

Lingjue puts Kaifeng Yulin on his face and pats him by the way, "I'll take off your chin if I pinch me later."

Feng Yulin was teased by him for a while. He was not angry. Instead, he chuckled, "welcome to unload."

Qi dark thinks he's going blind. Is he flirting with Ling Jue with his life?

He shivered, silently put the milk on the table, embarrassed smile, "two ye, please use slowly."

He'd better leave the right and wrong place.

"Wait." Ling Jue leaned back on the chair with her legs crossed. "I don't like hot milk. Please give me a glass of ice water."

Feng Yulin waved his hand. "Go down, Qi dark. Milk. You have to drink it!"