Dressed as the white moonlight of the blackened male protagonist

Chapter 121 Rescuing the Sick Servant 2
He likes to call her "princess" respectfully, repeating it over and over again.

But as long as she actively approached, Feng Lingyi would be cold and distant, and seemed to have an imperceptible disgust.

So much so that she didn't even touch Feng Lingyi's little hand, even if she pretended to accidentally fall and touch his wrist, he would pretend to be indifferent, and then solemnly discard the white gloves and replace them with new ones.

She couldn't stand it anymore, why did Feng Lingyi look at her with eager eyes, but he dismissed her when she showed a responsive expression.

He is just her servant, he cannot defy her, even if she likes him and wants him, Feng Lingyi should respond to her.

Therefore, Yutang decided to attack her servant tonight.

She must be crazy to want to seduce her servant.

Seeing the end of the plot, Yu Qianqian's forehead couldn't help dripping cold sweat, with a strong desire to survive, "Xiaoqi, if the timing of my transmigration to Yutang's body is not right, will I be cut into pieces by Feng Ling..."

What if Yutang fails to invite favors and angers the hero instead, how will she deal with herself?
Feng Lingyi was once regarded as a research subject, so how can there be any normal three views...

Either perverted or sickly.

"Qianqian, Jie...your little Qi doesn't know either." Feng Qi's little ginseng smiled sheepishly, and then felt relieved, "However, the unknown is where the fun lies."

Yu Qianqian blinked her eyes, took half a step back, and suddenly faltered, "Xiao Qi, why don't we stay and play in Xinghai space for a few more days, I need to calm down..."

Before Yu Qianqian finished speaking, Feng Qi seemed to be afraid of Yu Qianqian's repentance, and quickly pushed her small body down the gate of time and space.

"What should come will eventually come, face the blast!"

Yu Qianqian stumbled and fell down, and Feng Qi's figure flashed and jumped down.

"Woooooo... I don't want to play with Bingjiao."

[Volume [-] Rescue the Sick Manservant]
Flowers bloom on Moshang, and the disease is called love.

His princess is his whole world.

#Servant adults always want to make her into a doll#
——The Sick Boy Servant Chapter Feng Lingyi*Yu Tang
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Doomsday·Peace Zone, in a manor.

Yu Qianqian was pushed down the gate of time and space by Feng Qi, and now she has come to Yutang's body.

It seemed that he was afraid that the relationship between the host and Feng Lingyi would be too "tense", Feng Qi kindly reminded, [Tangtang, don't worry, since you came into this body, the original owner must be cold, you really don't have to feel guilty feel. 】

After all, the little fairy is so kind, it would be bad if she became a "lonely ghost" because she took over the original owner's body.

After listening to the comfort of the spirit of the system, Yu Tang became even more depressed.

[It's cool...it's gone. 】

The original owner... She's cold, cold, because the male lead gave her... a click, it must be woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Opening her eyes, Yutang found herself lying on a spacious princess bed, she knew why the system gave a bottle of true vision.

She learned from the original owner's memory and discovered that this body is actually highly hyperopic, that is to say, she looks like a sniper scope from a distance.

Looking up close is a near-blind person.

The original owner always wears long-sighted glasses when going out during the day, but now she can only explore by herself.

By the way, didn't the original owner, Yu Tang, go to hook up with her male servant? I don't know how far she has come. What kind of timing is she now...

She wanted to get up, and couldn't help but turn her face, only to find that she was stuck to a cold object.

It actually looks like a cutlery knife used by nobles when dining.

Yutang:!
As a result, the figure in front of her seemed to move, she couldn't see clearly, but could only feel a faint scent of rosemary, intoxicating but dangerous, the figure seemed to be looking at her.

Then, he plunged the knife into the pillow next to her head for half an inch.

Pressing against her tender face, my heart became colder and colder.

A soft, juvenile voice came from beside my ear, "Would you go to the wrong room when you take a nap in the afternoon?"

"It's really not good."

　Tangtang, take care of your sickness.

　　Yutang: Cry out loud...

　　(Crab and Crab Cake Xiaomu’s tipping, it’s expensive, I’ll be patient with you ())

　　
　
(End of this chapter)