She was a little unaccustomed to someone who was usually as cold as ice suddenly becoming so enthusiastic.

"Small injuries are injuries! You are a pregnant woman and cannot tolerate these."

He couldn't help but pull her over again, wanting to apply some golden sore medicine to her first.

Before the medicine was sprinkled on the wound, a white shadow flashed before his eyes, and Feng Lingyan was suddenly taken away from him.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that Gong Yanmo was already holding Feng Lingyan half by his side.[

She looked at him with a smile but not a smile: "Don't bully your friend's wife. When will it be your turn to care about this king's people?"

Fengjian Yueli's body stiffened slightly.

A sarcastic smile appeared on his lips, and he said lightly: "When did I become friends with you?"

Gong Yanmo's eyes narrowed, anger rising from the depths of his eyes.

Just for a moment, he said in that careless tone again: "I have forgotten that you and I have always been rivals... However, Ayan is my person, and..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Feng Lingyan suddenly shook his head in his arms.

She was pregnant, so Gong Yanmo naturally couldn't stop her.

As soon as she broke free, she broke away.

"I'm not yours!"

Feng Lingyan spoke word by word.

A faint look on her pretty face,

There was almost no expression: "Gong Yanmo, you just promised in front of these hundreds of people that as long as I don't die, you will let me go and let me go wherever I want. Have you forgotten what you just said?"

Her voice was neither high nor low, but just enough for everyone in the room to hear.

The tone of voice is smooth, soft and calm.

But the words he spoke were like sharp blades, cutting into people's hearts one sentence at a time.

Her face was pale, but her lips were full and rosy, like red plums blooming in the ice and snow.

The bright beauty reveals an inch-by-inch chill.
Chapter completed!