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I don't know when it started, but Feng Aoran always felt that nothing good happened when he heard Baipao's voice, and immediately shouted: "What's wrong with Baipao?"

Baipao was obviously a little unhappy. He stood at the door and crossed his chest and said angrily: "I have a name, my name is..."

"It doesn't matter what your name is, talk about it quickly." Feng Aoran interrupted him without shame. Baipao felt uncomfortable holding back a sentence, and snorted coldly before speaking again: "Hurry up and take a look.

Come on, there's going to be a fight downstairs."

Feng Aoran was a little confused. He opened the door and looked at the white robe in confusion, and asked, "Is someone here to attack?"

"Just a sneak attack, it's your peach blossom debt, tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, even the Demon Lord was defeated by you." Baipao looked at Feng Aoran in disbelief, carefully looking at her ordinary face.

She had a strange face, as if she wanted to see what was special about her.

"What? Demon Lord?" Feng Aoran felt as if his head was going to explode. Why did he get into such a big trouble? Ignoring the white robe, Feng Aoran rushed down and just walked downstairs.

There was a smell of gunpowder smoke, and two extremely beautiful men were sitting opposite each other. They seemed to be on fire. People around them were watching blankly without saying a word. The whole scene seemed to be frozen.

Feng Aoran walked over and walked to the center of the two handsome men in full view of everyone. He looked at each other twice and said, "Cang Ling, what are you doing? Are you provocative?"

Feng Aoran looked at Cangling. She was afraid that he would hand over Zhuoer, otherwise she wouldn't be able to explain clearly. But at this time, she had no time to think about this. This man didn't know what he wanted to do. Could it be that he regarded her as someone so and so?

, and then want to follow her?

"You're here, I just want to accompany you, but it's a pity that he doesn't seem to be happy." Cangling grinned and pointed at Mo Yu with an ugly face opposite him, looking like a wronged child.

Same.

"Stop talking nonsense. You were the one who rushed over to me out of nowhere and said that Ao Ran is your wife, but you actually complained to me first." Mo Yu also stood up, with a rare angry look on his face.

"Huh, you weren't even born when I met her. We've known each other since our previous life. You're such a ruthless person and you have the nerve to speak up. Go away." Cangling said incomprehensible words as always, and he was about to start a fight depending on the situation.

, the others all looked astonished, and they must have been cursing in their hearts, how could two stunningly handsome men fight over an ordinary woman? What a good cabbage to let pigs fall for.

Mo Yu was completely enraged. With the divine power all over his body, the table was smashed to pieces by his palm. Feng Aoran really wanted to sigh narcissistically about her extraordinary charm, but she knew very well that it was just for the man's self-esteem.

She suddenly shouted: "Shut up, both of you. My aunt will decide her own fate. What are you two arguing about? It's not embarrassing in public."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. I won't make any noise. Are you hungry? Let's go somewhere to have something to eat." After saying that, Cangling stepped forward and took Feng Aoran's hand to leave. Mo Yu also quickly held it.

Feng Aoran's other hand.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense again. Feng Aoran looked around and said coldly: "Let go of everyone and sit aside obediently."

The two of them looked at each other, and both of them obediently stepped aside and sat down. Feng Aoran was a little bit dumbfounded and a little dazed. She suddenly felt that she had become a queen, but she was a troubled queen.

"Oh, trouble." Feng Aoran patted her head and walked to the table on the other side and sat down. She supported her chin with one hand and looked helpless. Luo Qisi walked to her side and sat down, and whispered curiously.

Asked: "You and the Demon Lord seem to have a very unusual relationship."

Feng Aoran raised his head and glanced at Luo Qisi, then looked at Cangling, pointed at his head and said: "There seems to be something wrong with his mind, and he said a bunch of incomprehensible words. I think he recognized the wrong person. It's very troublesome."

Already."

"Ah, isn't it? There is something wrong with the brain of such a good-looking person?" Luo Qisi also looked at Cangling, showing a pity expression, with a trace of sympathy in her eyes. Cangling noticed that the two of them were looking at each other.

Looking at his expression, a strange feeling suddenly came to my heart. I turned to look at Mo Yu, and after hesitating for a moment, I asked: "Why are the two of them looking at me with those sad eyes?"

Mo Yu smiled coldly, "Because you are sad." After saying that, Mo Yu stood up and walked to Feng Aoran's side, then pulled her upstairs. When he reached the stairs, he glanced at Cangling provocatively.

Ling just smiled weirdly and made no other unnecessary movements.

Pulling Feng Aoran in, Mo Yu immediately hugged her tightly in his arms. Feng Aoran let him hold her, and said apologetically: "It's all my fault. I went to grab something if I had nothing to do.

, and ended up provoking such an inexplicable person, he didn’t say anything nonsense to you, right?”

"No, it's just that I think he really likes you, which makes me a little panicked." Mo Yu hugged Feng Aoran, but Feng Aoran snorted, thinking, Mo Yu, Mo Yu, it's not Lin you like.

Zhuoer, what are you panicking about again?

For a moment, Feng Aoran didn't know what to say. She just hugged Mo Yu like this, feeling in a mess in her heart.

"What's wrong? Stop talking." Mo Yu hugged Feng Aoran and gently stroked her hair. She felt a rare quietness in her heart, and there was a faint fragrance of Feng Aoran in her breath.

Feng Aoran gently pushed Mo Yu away, glanced at Mo Yu, then turned and walked away. Even she couldn't tell what her temper was like, and the problems she was struggling with were not something others could understand.

, I'm afraid that if I say it, it will cause another quarrel, so it's better not to say it.

"I won't say it anymore. If you do, you'll be angry again. Now let's think about what to do. What should we do if that Demon Lord really wants to follow us?"

"Then let him follow." Mo Yu didn't say anything about letting him leave. Feng Aoran suddenly wanted to tease him and said: "He is so good-looking, you are not afraid that I will fall in love with him, you also said so

He likes me very much, and you..."

Feng Aoran wanted to speak, but her lips had been sealed. A strong masculine breath instantly enveloped her, and a picture suddenly emerged in her mind. It was a sea of ​​flowers, and a sea of ​​flowers.

As the man and woman kissed each other, the woman softly called the man's name, "Fusu, Fusu."

Fusu!

Feng Aoran's eyes suddenly opened. This name seemed very familiar. Just as he was thinking about it, his lips were suddenly bitten. Mo Yu stared at her and said vaguely: "Pay attention."

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