Crazy concubine is hard to tame: mistakenly provoked the cold and charming black king

Chapter 364 Shouldn't we discuss the next wedding date?

Chapter 364 Shouldn't we discuss the next wedding date? (2)

Ye Lanyi stood there almost in a daze, unable to digest these words for a long time.

When she realized it, she was pulled out of the palace by the man beside her.

"Grandfather said he was waiting for us at the Ye family's old house." The cold voice chased after him, it was Ye Junze.

Ye Lanyi finally came to his senses, blushing and pushing Mo Fenglin, "I'll see Grandpa first."

"Okay." Mo Fenglin didn't babble any more, and simply squinted his eyes, "Just in time to discuss the wedding date."

Ye Lanyi: "..."

The two spoke in a very low voice, and Ye Junze didn't hear him, but looking at the man who took his sister away without hesitation, a cold murderous intent flashed unconsciously in the boy's eyes.

However, Mo Fenglin still seemed to feel the flash of killing intent, and glanced back at him meaningfully.

This future brother-in-law seems to have a big opinion on him, doesn't he?
He wouldn't be against his sister. .

Mo Fenglin was thoughtful, but suddenly hugged Ye Lanyi even tighter.

Behind him, the boy's face had turned into a lump of ice.

This guy who has always loved beauty, still dressed himself up before entering Ye's house, and changed into a clean Chinese robe.

It's just that his mask seems to be lost, and he wants to find a new one with some annoyance.

"You are my man, so I just need to show you your good looks. Are you planning to use your handsome face to seduce others?"

In a word, Mo Fenglin gave up his thoughts, and followed her into the gate of Ye's house obediently.

The soul soldiers following behind finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that even if their master gets married one day, she is the one who decides.

In an instant, these single dogs were relieved with a strange mentality of marrying a daughter.

The black market has almost become ruins, and now no matter it is the people from the Ye family, the people from the black market, or even the people from the Qingfeng group, they are all crowded in the Ye family.

Fortunately, this old house occupies a vast area. Although there are not enough rooms to live in, many people are used to sleeping in the open, and they can sleep in a nest in the yard.

Hun Ying stepped into the courtyard gate with some emotion.

The last time I entered here was thousands of years ago.

For people with special existence like them, time flies by and has no meaning. They seem to have just slept in the outside world for thousands of years.

It's just that the owner has changed.

And this person, maybe, can bring them back to the origin of everything.

Mo Fenglin was a little upset.

Ye Lanyi has been busy since she stepped into the house.

How come so many people have something to ask her for advice.

Although I am proud of my wife's ability, I am not happy that I have finally met, and I have not had time to meet alone so far.

"Father! Mother!" An excited scream came from outside the crowd.

The nine-winged Golden Crow smashed away like a cannonball, spread its wings, one on each side, and hugged the two of them.

Mo Fenglin's eyes suddenly narrowed.

He smelled a familiar smell.

"Father! Mother! I was bullied so badly!" Black Hair Tuanzi complained tearfully.

"Hey? Miserable? If I hadn't worked so hard to train you, would you still be able to get down from the battlefield so smooth and smooth?"

He floated over with a somewhat displeased voice, listening to his posture, as if he was going to grab this ignorant guy and continue to spank his ass.

Mo Fenglin's face twitched indiscernibly, and he took a step back suddenly.

But in the next second, a figure stuck directly in front of him, looking at him with purple pupils suspiciously.

"Run? I think you run again? You're promising, aren't you? Hiding from me is like a mouse hiding from a cat! Who was the one who grabbed me by the bottom of my trousers and cried and refused to let me go? Now that I can bear it, I will be treated as a disaster." Doing the same, this face has changed too quickly!"

Mo Fenglin held his forehead weakly, feeling that his image in the whole life would be ruined by his little uncle.

Ye Lanyi was dazed by the sudden string of words, and when she saw the person in front of her clearly, she couldn't help exclaiming: "Why is this old liar here?"

"Old liar?" Zi Mu was shocked by this word, his face dizzy.

Then, he grabbed the delicate looking Mo Fenglin, and said viciously, "Tell me, did you teach me?"

"Little uncle." Mo Fenglin's expression finally returned to normal.With a half-smile, he said: "If you always set up a stall on this street and calculate a divination, it will be worth a lot."

Before he could finish his words, a chestnut was hit hard on his forehead.

"Old? Your little uncle looks younger than you! How old are you!"

Ye Lanyi couldn't bear to look directly and turned her head.

This chestnut hurts just looking at it!
In an instant, she suddenly understood to the heart where Mo Fenglin's brazenness was learned from.

Look at this unreliable elder, his skin is thicker than a city wall!

As if seeing Ye Lanyi's sympathetic eyes, Mo Fenglin gave her a dangerous look.

Then, his head was tapped again by a pen that he felt out of nowhere.

"Don't flirt with me, I have something serious to ask you, come with me!" Zi Mu said, holding his ear and suddenly disappeared from the courtyard.

Ye Lanyi stood there dumbfounded.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fan asked for a remote room, they should have gone there." A gentle voice came, and Ye Mingshu slowly pushed the wheelchair over.

He looked at Ye Lanyi hesitantly, as if he wanted to say something.

But Ye Qintian finally seized the opportunity and rushed forward.

"Good granddaughter, today is your and Junze's birthday. Come and tell grandpa, how do you want to live?"

Ye Lanyi froze for a moment, "Whatever you want is fine."

"This can't be casual! This is your birthday gift! Even if the preparations are too hasty now, you can't be vague.!"

As the old man said, he pushed her inside, "I discussed it with the three elders, come and listen?"

Ye Lanyi: "..."

Ye Mingshu swallowed what he wanted to say, and silently turned to Fan Qingxian looking for the room he wanted.

"Fenglin." Fan Qingxian stood up in surprise, "What's wrong with your breath? It's so messy?"

"Chaos? I think he doesn't want to die." Zi Mu's purple pupils flashed a smear of anger, "What's the matter with your face? Are you from the Tianling Realm?"

Mo Fenglin didn't answer, but laughed instead, "Little uncle, I thought you wouldn't even care about my disfigurement."

Zi Mu choked, sighed suddenly, reached out and pulled his cheek carelessly.

"Although this face is a bit of a disaster, it would be a pity if it was really ruined. Tell my little uncle, who is so short-sighted, dared to trick me into our Tianyan Holy City, I won't do it anymore Their lair!"

The smile on Mo Fenglin's face suddenly disappeared, and his eyes were a little indifferent.

"Who is chasing me all the time, don't you know, little uncle?"

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like