Princess Against the World

"You eat it yourself...I'm going to wash my hands..."

Ling Luoyu's voice came from outside the door, and he slammed the door hard again.

"These hands are so greasy..."

She threw her hands away in disgust, just as the door on one side opened.

"Snapped!"

Ling Luoyu paused, and the whole world suddenly became silent.

She twitched her mouth, slowly tilted her head, and smiled awkwardly——

"Um...I'm sorry..."

Conscience of heaven and earth, this was not her intention.

It was just a casual flick. How could it be so accurate that it hit someone in the face? !

The man who was whipped was in his prime, with collagen on his face, white and tender, and a delicate appearance.

However, I don't know if the handsome guy was stunned by Ling Luoyu's slap, or if he was frightened.

He didn't seem to feel any pain at all, but stood there with a complicated expression.

Smiling awkwardly, Ling Luoyu withdrew his greasy hands from the handsome boy's fair and delicate face.

At this time, that handsome face looked hurt, and he slowly lowered his head.

After seeing clearly how greasy Ling Luoyu's hands were, he jumped up instantly.

"Ah... someone is coming, someone is coming..."

He raised his hand to touch his cheek, and the grease in the middle of his hand felt like it was holding deadly poison. He gasped, fell down suddenly, and twitched non-stop.

Ling Luoyu→_→

Your uncle's! !

What does this mean? !

What the hell! ?

She just slapped her in the face!

It’s not like he’s going to die! !

As the handsome boy fell to the ground, the door to the room he was in was completely opened, and two strong men flew out.

"Master..."

As soon as they saw the man in the end, their expressions suddenly changed.

Ignoring Ling Luoyu, he hurriedly knelt down to check.

"Master, are you okay..."

The older man breathed a sigh of relief after checking the handsome boy's pupils.

"fine……"

"Fang Zhe, how is the young master?" The other man turned pale and nervous.

"It's okay, the young master fainted..."

Fang Zhe took out a bottle from his arms, poured a pill, stuffed it into his master's mouth, and gestured with his head.

"Zhao Long, send the young master in to rest..."

"yes!"

Zhao Long responded, quickly picked up the handsome boy and returned to the room.

Fang Zhe slowly stood up and looked at Ling Luoyu who looked apologetic.

"It was you who hurt our young master!"

"That... was an accident, and it wasn't an injury..."

Ling Luoyu looked at his hands and laughed so hard that his balls ached.

"I just got a little oil...and got it on him. Who knew he would react so strongly..."

Those who didn’t know, thought she had stabbed the pretty boy in the face!

Fang Zhe looked at Ling Luoyu's hand coldly, and suddenly snorted: "When you meet our young master in the future, you should walk around me, otherwise... don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Without waiting for Ling Luoyu to speak again, he suddenly took a step back, retreated into the room, and closed the door heavily.

Ling Luoyu stood speechless——

Who are these people!

My master is sick, why should I blame her? !

However, when I think about it, I was the one who slapped someone in front of me, and I felt relieved.

When he washed his hands and returned to the room, Feng Chenglin had already wiped out most of the delicious food. There was a pile of bones on the table, and it was a mess.

"Damn fat man...didn't you hear anything going on outside just now?!"

"heard it!!"

Feng Chenglin was struggling with half a pig's knuckle, his mouth was greasy, and he didn't even raise his head.

"What happened?"