Ling Feitong then changed the topic and asked, "Your Highness, what are you going to do about the other side of the flower world?"

    He looked at him and said, "what do you think this king should do?"

    Ling Feitong said: "from the Lin family, in-depth investigation and organization."

    "You know the king''s mind," he said

    Ling Feitong raised his head and chuckled shyly at him and said, "this is of course. As long as you have your highness in your heart, you can understand your Highness''s mind."

    Mo Jiahua was suddenly confessed, to sweet face.

    But "Don''t think that if you are like this, I won''t care about you," he said

    Ling Feitong looked at mojiahua with a smile around his red eyes and said, "Your Highness is right. I know I have done a lot of wrong things. I dare not ask your Highness for forgiveness. I just hope your highness can give me a chance to make amends and let me stay with him."

    The words of Ling Feitong made him laugh.

    In fact, Mo Jia''s heart was just like that of Fei Hua.

    It''s not that I haven''t done this before.

    What''s more, it is clear that mojiahua has expressed his concern for Ling Feitong before. Ling Feitong clearly knows his intention in his heart, and deliberately says that "it''s good to stay with you without asking for forgiveness." what does it mean.

    So, instead of answering, he said, "we''ll have a rest early tonight, and we''ll leave early tomorrow."

    Ling Feitong:

    Well, pretending to be clever and pathetic failed. It seems that he has made up his mind to be indifferent to him for some time.

    Seeing this attitude, Ling Feitong simply stopped talking about identity.

    After a long day''s work, he went to the bathroom to take a bath.

    Ling Feitong heart of a big stone fell on the ground, but in the initial uneasy after, a lot of relaxed.

    It didn''t take long for Calvin to deliver dinner himself.

    Calvin''s side is also too frightened, Ling Feitong sent to the doctor there for psychological counseling three Xi.

    As soon as he opened the bedroom door, Sanxi saw Ling Feitong, rubbed his red eyes and said, "young master, it''s all Sanxi''s fault. He didn''t protect him well, and let him get hurt for Sanxi."

    Ling Feitong raised his hand and kneaded on the head of the boy who was not as tall as he was and grew younger than him. He said, "don''t always add drama to yourself. You are not a bodyguard. At that time, your performance has been very good."

    At least he didn''t scream, didn''t pee, didn''t paralyze his pants, and unexpectedly smashed a killer''s head with a fist. Ling Feitong looked at the red and white blood tonic sweets in the crystal bowl on the plate, and immediately thought of some bad things, so he decided to leave the fun to mojiahua.

    However, Sanxi still fell into a deep remorse, clenched his fist and said, "young master, I have decided that from now on, I will practice my fighting skills well. In the future, Sanxi will protect the young master."

    Ling Feitong heart a warm, can not help but smile: "that good, later follow me to practice line, don''t cry bitter cry tired."

    Three Xi blinked happily, and forced to resist the impulse to embrace Ling Feitong and said, "don''t worry, master, although Sanxi is not super Asian, Sanxi is very powerful and will never lose to any bodyguard!"

    Calvin heard the sound of water from the bathroom and knew it was time to retreat.

    Calvin sent the food to the small bar in the bedroom. He bowed to Ling Feitong and said, "thanks for Lin Shao''s generosity. It''s also his blessing that Sanxi can get your advice."

    Ling Feitong said: "three Xi is very good, follow me later, I won''t let him suffer losses and be bullied."

    Calvin showed more and more respect for Ling Feitong. Although at first he had some small views on this young master Lin, during his time together, Calvin found that he could not find any arrogance and aristocracy, and was accustomed to domineering attitude. What''s more, Calvin did not have inferiority, self abandonment and self-esteem because of the miserable life of his youth AI''s self pity psychology.

    This is similar to and more powerful than the previous princesses.

    Calvin expressed his thanks again and retired.

    Lingtong put the other food aside.

    Soon, the sound of the water in the bathroom fell down. Ling Feitong looked at the bathroom door without blinking while eating.

    The door was pushed open and a man came out just around his lower body.

    The honey colored pure male body is slender and flexible, and there are crystal beads hanging on the undulating muscles. Some mischievous beads slide down the smooth skin that seems to reflect light, and probe into the reverie triangle.

    All the men who can become the God of war have perfect figures. Ling Feitong has lived in the slave farm for many years, and has seen many men''s bodies. But he has to admit that he has never seen a more perfect body than that of megahua so far, so that he can only see the body which has not yet revealed the key parts, and his voice is dry and about to smoke."Your Highness, I haven''t had it for a long time." Ling Feitong''s voice was slightly hoarse, and the tip of his tongue licked Tian''s moist lips.

    He was rubbing his hair

    This hint is too straightforward, enthusiastic and bold. The implication is self-evident.

    To be honest, it''s hard for a normal man to refuse such a thing.

    However, he is not a normal man, at least at this time, he does not want to be easily bewitched by Ling Feitong.

    Mojiahua stopped wiping his hair, looked at Ling Feitong, who was staring at him with naked eyes. Calmly, he went to the wardrobe, pulled out a clean nightgown and wrapped it in his body.

    Ling Feitong, who has witnessed all this: --

    Shit, how much does that mean? Don''t just don''t. why do you react like a rogue?

    As soon as Mo Jiahua turns around, he looks at Ling Feitong with complicated eyes.

    He was proud of his self-control.

    Well, there are a lot of men who are so relaxed and unyielding to the beauty.

    "It''s getting late. After dinner, have a rest early," he said

    Ling Feitong hesitated to say: "Your Highness, I have recently seen some bad rumors about you on the Internet."

    Megawat: huh

    Who is so bold, dare to send the negative news of this king, what is more exasperating is that Ling Feitong saw it!

    Ling Feitong frowned and said anxiously: "it says that his highness was seriously injured in the war, so that place is damaged, so he can''t stand up. I don''t know if it''s true? I''m worried about your highness. I hope you can answer me truthfully. Of course, if it''s hard to say, I''ll take it as if I didn''t ask anything. "

    Mohawk: "I''m not sure."

    Wanlifeng is a fool who can''t afford to lose. Sooner or later, he will be beaten up.

    "You know how to stimulate the king." "It''s a pity that this king is not as lecherous as you imagine," he said with a smile

    Ling Feitong seriously asked: "Your Highness, are you sure you really have no problem?"

    Mo Ling and Fei Hua put the towel on his face.

    "Shut up

    “…… Oh. " Ling Feitong tore off the towel, blinked and said, "just now I thought your highness was going to smother me with a towel to kill people."

    Mohawk: "I''m not sure."

    He''s really tried to be patient, but I''m sorry, he didn''t.

    So Mo Jiahua grabs Ling Feitong''s arm and prepares to beat the guy who runs the train with his mouth on the bar. Unexpectedly, Ling Feitong hides in the past.

    "Your Highness, do you really want to kill people? Then I can''t let you succeed. " Ling Feitong pretended to be surprised and ran to the back.

    Mojiahua was so angry and funny by him that when he saw that he was running happily, he immediately got up and ran around the house after Ling Feitong, like a child.

    The bedroom, in fact, can be regarded as a fully functional one room hall, with an area of 100 square meters. Ling Feitong can also run.

    He had a long and flexible body. Whenever he was about to catch him, he would turn his back and roll to one side. However, he did not make any effort to catch people, but seemed to be amusing him.

    After a few rounds of such a fuss, Ling Feitong''s eyes and eyebrows move cunningly. He stops, turns around and embraces mojiahua, who is rushing towards him. He hooks mojiahua''s neck and makes them fall on the floor.

    Mojiahua subconsciously uses his hand to protect Ling Feitong''s back of the head to prevent him from hitting the ground, but then he realizes that there is a blanket.

    The distance between them is very close, and the breath hits the breath. It seems that if you gently move your head, you can kiss each other''s lips.

    Mojiahua''s eyes became deep and gentle.

    The atmosphere is romantic and pleasant, and the air seems to have become a soft taste.

    With only one action, or even no language at all, everything will be catalysed and broken into a butterfly.

    Ling Feitong looked into mojiahua''s eyes, held his neck, and said softly, "Your Highness..."

    Mojiahua is waiting for Ling Feitong''s following.

    "If not, how about some medicine?" Ling Feitong asked tentatively, the voice is gentle as water, with endless tolerance, just like the father''s son who tolerates mischief.

    The beautiful facial features of mojiahua are distorted in an instant.

    If he had not cultivated himself well, he would have cursed now!

    Mo Jiahua felt that the spiritual stimulation he received at this time was no less than knowing that Ling Feitong had given birth to a pair of sons to him - Fuck, the bastard did not mention his son!

    So his highness mojiahua, who had never changed his countenance when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, completely tore off his calm face, pushed Ling Feitong aside, turned them over, and slapped Ling Ling Feitong hard on his ass!"Pa -" a crisp sound.

    "My God!" Ling Feitong is unbelievable.

    "Pa -" another slap.

    "Damn, your highness, don''t go too far. You don''t hit people in the face!"

    "Well, that''s right. I hit you in the face!"

    "Go away, I was a slip of the tongue --" the third slap down, Ling Feitong felt extremely ashamed.

    He just wanted to tease him. Who knows, he couldn''t help teasing. He started to spank him when he didn''t agree!

    In terms of strength, Ling Feitong was absolutely unable to fight against mojiahua.

    So after being hit five or six times in succession, Ling Feitong learned to be good.

    He lay on the ground and said nothing.

    Mo Jiahua also stopped his hand, suspecting that Ling Feitong''s body, all the flesh grew up to the buttocks, and it was quite elastic when patted. It felt very good.

    Mojiahua found Ling Feitong not quite right.

    He lay on the ground, face down, motionless, silent, as if asleep.

    Mojawa began to reflect on himself: is it too heavy? Or hurt Ling Feitong''s self-esteem?

    While mojiahua was pondering whether he wanted to comfort each other, Ling Feitong suddenly turned around, blinked his eyes and said, "Your Highness, I stabbed the pain point. It''s no use just to spank my buttocks. Your highness can''t hide diseases and avoid medical treatment."

    Mohawk: "I''m not sure."

    He vowed that if he was soft hearted today, he would be the biggest fool in the whole red river system!

    Author''s gossip:

    Mo Mo: so you can''t lose your vest!

    Tongtong: when does Zra drop?

    Mo Mo: "s" is long gone. You have the talent to win the Oscar!

    Elrz: Tong