C227

Chapter 127

in the bustling streets, people come and go

the vendors on both sides of the street are constantly crying, and the smell of steamed stuffed bun snacks wafts across the street

fenglingjue is now in a very, very hot mood.

And the reason why he was so angry was Shen Qingchen, who was standing beside him in dark clothes and with a beautiful face.

Fengling never knows why he goes to the street. Shen Qingchen will follow him. When he reacts, Shen Qingchen will stand beside him with a natural face.

Now no matter what fenglingjue does, she will feel cool behind her. She has the feeling of being monitored and careful in everything.

What's more, Shen Qingchen, who is gentle and elegant, is very conspicuous in the crowd. All of a sudden, all eyes are focused on them. Countless ladies of all families ignore their image and give Shen Qingchen a wink.

Feng Ling is despairing. Shen Qingchen, who is expressionless and calm, can't help sighing, "it's really a disaster for a beautiful woman!"

"Well?" Shen Qingchen looked down at Feng lingjue, with a faint soft light in his eyes, "what?"

"It's OK, it's ok..."

Feng Ling absolute dry pulled to pull corners of mouth, he how dare to say before? For fear that Shen Qingchen would punish him to copy those long and smelly articles, Feng lingjue was not afraid of anything in her life. Unexpectedly, she fell into the hands of Shen Qingchen.

This man seems to know his every weakness very well, just because of this, fenglingjue was eaten to death.

Feng Ling Jue looked up at the sky and sighed wearily. If he was in the past, he should be in Mengjiao Pavilion and be in the arms of beautiful women, instead of wandering in the street with an old-fashioned man.

Think of here, Feng Ling Jue's face immediately pulled down, lowered the head to count a piece of green stone board, didn't care about all around those to throw to his hot eyes.

Although Shen Qingchen was very attractive, his cold air was already frightening. So they turned their eyes on Feng lingjue. Her long hair was like ink, her lips were red and her teeth were white. Her eyebrows and eyes were more beautiful than those of her son. However, a glance was breathtaking.

Feng Ling Jue feels a little sleepy. She yawns and raises her head. She just wants to say that she will go back to the mansion. When she turns back, there is no Shen Qingchen beside him.

Feng Ling absolutely blinked an eye, quite doubt, "person?"

"Here it is."

Suddenly a cold voice rang out behind him. Fengling turned away subconsciously. Before she could see it carefully, a slender hand passed from the corner of his eye, and then an oil paper bag could fall on his head.

"What is this?"

Feng Ling Jue subconsciously catches the oil paper bag on the top of her head. The slender hand slowly takes it back. Feng Ling Jue sees the expressionless face that inverts all living beings.

Shen Qingchen didn't answer. She just looked at fenglingjue with her deep eyes. Fenglingjue saw that Shen Qingchen didn't answer, so she took down the oil paper bag and opened it bit by bit. The sour and sweet smell came to her face. When she saw the red Hawthorn sugar, fenglingjue couldn't help being stunned. She raised her head and looked at Shen Qingchen, "how do you know I like this How many

Shen Qingchen a light smile, don't answer, end, turn round to lift foot to leave.

"Well, you haven't answered me yet!"

Feng Ling Jue looked down at the Hawthorn sugar in her arms, and then looked up at Shen Qingchen's slender back. After thinking about it, she reacted, and then quickly caught up.

Shen Qingchen seems to be waiting for fenglingjue. Seeing that fenglingjue's short leg can't catch up with him, he slows down quietly. When fenglingjue catches up, he is confused. When did he run so fast? For a moment, he forgot to ask Shen Qingchen before.

Shen Qingchen glanced at Feng lingjue who was beside him from the corner of his eyes. He pursed his lips and raised his mouth slightly.

Feng Ling Jue is walking, holding Hawthorn sugar, eating is smiling, one by one, eating.

Shen Qingchen looked at Feng lingjue's mouth full of molasses, and then looked at his carefree smile. Inadvertently, his eyes became soft.

Feng Ling Jue looked up at random, just to Shen Qingchen's gentle eyes, a Leng, the heart of a sound fell down, ghosts, he raised his hand that bit half of the Hawthorn sugar, blinked and asked Shen Qingchen, "want to taste it?"

But the words finish saying, the Feng Ling absolute head roars a, is reaction come over, want to draw back hand, but the body is stiff, the hand is not controlled by him at all.

Shen Qingchen smile, and then in fenglingjue dumbfounded slowly bent down, mouth gently in the Hawthorn sugar bite.

From the perspective of fenglingjue, we can clearly see Shen Qingchen's half face with gentle smile and a little Molasses on his thin lips. Under the sun, it is shining and light luster.

At that moment, Fengling Jue suddenly felt that the piece of things she had lacked for many years had come back.Suddenly, Feng Ling Jue's head was blank.

He forgot how he and Shen Qingchen came back to the palace, but he was knocked by the corner of the book in his head, and his strength was not light.

"Wow, murder!"

Feng Ling Jue responds and covers her head.

"If you stay in a daze, I will really teach you a lesson."

Shen Qingchen stood aside, straight faced and serious.

“……”

Feng Ling Jue gives Shen Qingchen a wink.

Shen Qingchen lowered his head as if he didn't see it.

Feng Ling Jue curled her mouth and held her chin to stare at Shen Qingchen.

"Ah, Shen Qingchen."

Feng Ling Jue suddenly opened her mouth, and her dark eyes were full of light luster.

"What?"

Shen Qingchen raised his head and looked at Fengling absolutely.

"Did we know each other a long time ago?"

Feng Ling Jue suddenly said that the corners of her mouth were light, her eyes were like silk, and her heart and soul were touched.

Shen Qingchen stopped and his eyes sank slightly.

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it's probably not much better today, because I don't feel The most important thing is that the hands are cold and the mood is not high (holding the chin)