"Lord, Lord, I don't know why. I always feel that the evil doctor seems to know something!"

Feng Yu's words came out. His eyes were cold and didn't say anything. He just raised his hand and wiped it on Feng Yu's chin.

And Feng Yu couldn't help it. He immediately said, "master, the evil doctor seems to see something."

"By the way, master, why aren't you afraid of evil doctors getting angry?"

"What if we just get angry?"

"Besides, master, you just talked back to the evil doctor."

"Aren't you really afraid of them hitting us?"

"Master..."

Before he finished his words, he was stopped by the impatient drink of night Qianyu: "shut up!"

When he spoke, he immediately threw his handkerchief on his head: "wipe it yourself!"

Night Qianyu's eyes were cold, staring at Feng Yu's chin just touched by Luo Qingtong.

And Feng Yu looks at the cold eyes of night Qianyu, and suddenly returns to his mind.

"No, no! Master, don't look at me like that!"

"I was forced, too!"

"You made me your son!"

Feng Yu's eyes complained.

He just regained his mind at this meeting. His master was irritable and angry. He immediately scratched a layer of skin on his chin!

And the night Qianyu's face hummed coldly, looked at him and said, "it doesn't matter whether she sees through our identity, as long as she knows, we can stay with him."

"Besides, you are so stupid. Why on earth do I think you are smarter than Beiqing and choose you to come here to act with me?"

Night Qianyu's heart is deeply suspicious.

And the night thousand words export, the other side of the wind feather is about to cry.

Master, you are a personal attack of chiguoguo!

What do you mean you think I'm smarter than Beiqing?

I'm smart!

Besides, who can guess the routine of you and evil doctor!

It's not clear what Fengyu is playing with his master and evil doctor?

Evil doctor, did she see through their identity?

The master was obviously afraid of evil doctors to see through their identity before. Why not now?

Fengyu's heart is tangled. For the first time, he thinks whether he is similar to Beiqing. Is he really so stupid?!

Feng Yu's heart was tangled, and the night's thousand eyes on the other side glanced at him faintly, and then looked at the place where Luo Qingtong left.

"So she really saw it, didn't she?"

When yeqianyu thought so, Luo Qingtong's face on the other side was light. After walking away from yeqianyu's line of sight, he stretched out his hand.

"Shua!"

In her hands, there was a continuous breath in an instant.

This breath was just made by Luo Qingtong on Feng Yu.

I just picked my chin just to catch the breath.

And this breath, of course, is not the wind feather, but the night.

Who makes that man's breath so difficult!

Tut!

Luo Qingtong's voice, lightly tut for a while, then grabbed the breath and went back to his room.

"Boom!"

Luo Qingtong's hand waved directly. Then, in front of her, there appeared a wide river of time, floating unreasonably in mid air.

Luo Qingtong's complexion was faint. He raised his hand and caught a wisp of the past breath of the night.