Princess Against the World

Feng Chenglin looked at Ling Luoyu in his arms and raised his eyebrows immediately, with a smile on his face: "That's... Even though my cultivation experience is not as good as yours, we treat the Third Young Master the same way. !”

After a pause, he heard something again and sneered.

"What I mean is that I treat her as a brother and a family member...as much as you take her seriously..."

Mo Xuanchen knew what he meant and didn't care about it: "Feng Chenglin, if there is a chance, I really want to sit down with you and have a good drink... so that we can have a good talk, but..."

He looked up at the sky and suddenly chuckled.

"This extravagant wish must be discussed after I come back!"

He suddenly turned around and stopped looking at Ling Luoyu. His figure appeared a hundred meters away like a ghost.

"Fuck...so fast, I haven't finished speaking yet..."

Feng Chenglin hugged Ling Luoyu and subconsciously chased him for two steps.

But Mo Xuanchen's figure had long since disappeared from sight.

He stood there a little disappointed: "Mo Xuanchen..."

Looking down at Ling Luoyu in his arms, he gritted his teeth gently.

"Third Young Master... tell me, what should I do?"

Mo Xuanchen's trip must be full of crises.

Who knows what else might happen!

just in case--

Feng Chenglin felt an inexplicable chill in his heart - if something happened to Mo Xuanchen this time, and he knew it but didn't wake up Ling Luoyu, would she hate her forever? !

Thinking of this, he quickly put Ling Luoyu down and wanted to wake her up.

But when his fingers touched her body, he suddenly stopped.

"If even Mo Xuanchen thinks it's dangerous... wouldn't it be even more dangerous for you!?"

If so, if he wakes her up now, wouldn't it be the same as pushing her to hell with his own hands? !

Feng Chenglin quickly put his hand back, stood up and took two steps back in pain, and distanced himself from Ling Luoyu, lest he wake her up if he gets excited or makes a mean move.

"Third Young Master...if you hate me because I protect you...then hate me!"

It was better to be hated by her than to watch her step into danger.

After struggling silently for a moment, Feng Chenglin finally picked up Ling Luoyu and walked towards his residence.

However, from time to time he turned his head to look in the direction where Mo Xuanchen disappeared.

"Mo Xuanchen, you must be alive and come back safe and sound...otherwise, I will be shameless in front of the Third Young Master..."

After returning to the room, he settled Ling Luoyu, but he was too troubled to sleep.

He just sat beside her silently and watched her sleeping.

It wasn't until the sky turned white and her eyelashes trembled, as if she was about to wake up, that he quickly lay down and closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.

Ling Luoyu groaned and rubbed his eyes, looking confusedly at the unfamiliar room in front of him.

"This is……"

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Feng Chenglin lying on one side.

"boom!"

He kicked him to the bottom of the bed.

"Damn fat man, why are you lying on my bed..."

Feng Chenglin landed on his face, his nose was red and swollen, and he got up with pain in his face: "Third Young Master...please see clearly...this is my room, my bed..."

"your room?"

Ling Luoyu jumped up suddenly as he recalled what happened last night.

"Why am I in your room? Where is Mo Xuanchen?!"

"What Mo Xuanchen...have you drunk too much?!"

Feng Chenglin lay beside the bed, speechless.

"You were with me all the time last night, and we were drinking..."