Princess Against the World

Only then did Cheng Xue react, crying and hugging Zhou Yan: "Master..."

Zhuang Dashang knelt down in front of Ling Luoyu with a "pop" and kowtowed three times.

"Miss Ling, I was not a thing just now. I didn't trust you and spoke rudely to you. Whether you beat or punish me, it's all up to you..."

"Punishment?" Ling Luoyu and Zhou Yan looked at each other.

The latter understood and pushed Cheng Xue away.

Ling Luoyu thought about it seriously: "What about people like you? I guess life and death don't matter, and money... I guess it's not much. Kowtow, it doesn't seem sincere. So, I'll punish you by giving Miss Cheng Xue a hug." !”

Cheng Xue was still sobbing, but she was startled when she heard this, and looked up in shock, thinking she had heard wrongly.

Zhuang Dashang didn't respond: "...what...what?"

Did he hear wrongly?

Or is it really not that interesting? !

"What what? Didn't you hear what Miss Ling said?" Feng Chenglin fanned the flames and took a bite of garlic: "Let you hug Miss Cheng Xue... Third Young Master, why do I feel that you are punishing me?" Where is Miss Cheng Xue?"

is not that right?

Cheng Xue's face is so black!

However, since her master had said so, she couldn't say goodbye anymore. She could only grit her teeth and stand there, but she was full of reluctance.

Zhuang Dashang froze for a while, looked at Zhou Yan again, and then slowly stood up.

"Owner?"

Still a little unsure.

Zhou Yan tilted his head: "Didn't you hear what Miss Ling said?"

Zhuang Dashang twitched his mouth and touched Cheng Xue.

This time, the spikes from before were gone, replaced by embarrassment.

He opened his arms and hesitated for a moment, but finally, he symbolically held her in his arms.

But his arms were stiff, and the void circled.

Ling Luoyu raised his eyebrows: "Have you never hugged a woman?"

"..."

"Is this how women hold themselves?

"..."

"Fat man, try it out!"

Feng Chenglin stood up, not forgetting to hold the bowl in one hand and stretched out his right arm suddenly.

Zhuang Dashang seemed startled, tightened his arms suddenly, and held Cheng Xue around half a circle, avoiding Feng Chenglin's clutches.

Feng Chenglin failed, but he laughed: "Look, this is a man's instinct! There are some things that we are born to know how to do!"

With a smile, he sat back down proudly and continued eating noodles.

As for Zhuang Dashang, he hugged Cheng Xue tightly with his arms as if he had discovered a new world.

And what about Cheng Xue?

There was also an initial stiffness in the body, which then became a little softer and less resistant.

Even the look in his eyes is not that stiff.

"Ling...Miss Ling, I...when will I let go?"

Zhuang Dashang's face was red, and his speech was not as forceful as before, he was stumbling.

"Fat man, what are you eating? I'm a little hungry too..."

Ling Luoyu didn't seem to hear what he said and walked straight towards Feng Chenglin.

"Noodles, do you want a bowl too?"

Ling Luoyu covered his nose with disgust, "Why did you eat garlic?"

Feng Chenglin looked innocent: "...I don't hug women, so why can't I eat garlic?"

"Zhou Yan, are you hungry? Let's go find something to eat too..."

Rubbing his lower abdomen, Ling Luoyu walked out of the hall.

Zhuang Dashang and Cheng Xue widened their eyes at the same time:

"Miss Ling?"

"We..."

"..."

What's the meaning?

Just left like this?

Helplessly, the two of them looked at Zhou Yan.

"Owner?"

"Owner……"