Who Do You Choose 2

Chapter 3659 Who do you choose? 2

But... but he is too noble, and he is ashamed of himself...

I don't know how this young man's identity is better than that of Master Zhao, is he taller than him...

Master Zhao was triumphant: "Duguling is my adoptive father, young man, no matter who you are, do you dare to offend my Dugu family?!"

Feng Wu was surprised: "Duguling is your foster father? Is he not a few years older than you?!"

Master Zhao was suddenly choked, his face flushed with anger: "I don't even dare to leave your name, I think you are just a fake! This Master will repair a book and go to Dugu Mansion, and they will find out when they check!"

Feng Wu: "Dugu Mansion, isn't that the same?"

Master Zhao sneered: "You don't even look down on the Dugu family? Do you think you are His Royal Highness?"

"The Dugu family is the queen's mother family, the second prince's family, and even His Majesty will call Dugu Ling a national uncle."

And Master Zhao called Dugu Ling Yifu, and the relationship between them was very deep.

After Master Zhao released a series of identity backgrounds, Rongniang silently walked to his side and stood still.

Master Zhao suddenly laughed.

As he hugged Rongniang, he glanced at Feng Wu triumphantly, and then he hugged Rongniang and left.

Feng Xun looked at it.

In fact, if Feng Wu really grabbed it, how could she not be able to grab it? What is a small city lord who is about to take office in Yongcheng?

"How can you hold back your breath?" Feng Xun couldn't believe it.

Feng Wu rolled his eyes at him: "Then what else? What should we do tonight? Is it really possible?"

Feng Xun: "Cough cough cough—"

At this moment, Wan Xiangyu was about to approach Feng Wu. Qin Qi grabbed her and reminded her in a low voice, "That lord... But none of us can afford to cause trouble, so don't make trouble."

Wanxiangyu: "But... Didn't he lose to Lord Zhao? It can be seen that Lord Zhao is better than him, right?"

Qin Qi: "It's a great fart. Zhao Yi has to kneel when he flicks his fingers. Now he's just letting him go. Let's go and have a good time with my son."

Having said that, Qin Qi carried Tuberose and took her back to the room.

And at this moment, Jun Linyuan's face is really dark. Feng Wu looked back and found that this elder brother was really angry. She coughed lightly: "It's not too late, rest in peace."

Saying that, she stood up and walked up.

As soon as she left, Jun Linyuan lifted his foot and followed.

His tall and slender body is like a shadow, covering the phoenix dance tightly.

Bang!

Door closed.

His Royal Highness glared at the phoenix dance fiercely: "It's fun?!"

Feng Wu was sitting on the chair, shaking the fan gently while acting like a son of a noble family, and glanced at Jun Linyuan: "The atmosphere is not right tonight, if this is an elegant game, I will tell you, I can make They have become the world's most famous!"

Jun Linyuan rubbed his brows.

The more Feng Wu thought about it, the more proud she became, and she said with regret: "Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity, how can Zhao Yi come out to disrupt the situation? I can't be a poet, alas, a great regret in my life."

Jun Linyuan's stomach was full of anger, but she gave up her anger. At the end, he just patted her head: "What the hell are you holding in your little head? What's so funny about this kind of thing?"

Feng Wu stared at Jun Linyuan in disbelief: "Are you a saint? You don't even feel such a beautiful girl dancing beside you?"

His Highness Jun continued to black face.

Feng Wu: "I think it's fun, next time..."

His Highness Jun was angry: "Is there a next time?!"

(End of this chapter)