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Chapter 861: Calm Down, Don't Get Excited


However, Yun Yaoling did not refute.

When Nan Qingyue heard this, her face turned pale for a moment, and a trace of disbelief flashed in her eyes.

Her eyes fell on Yun Yaoling's face and found that she made her feel too ordinary.

How could such an ordinary girl be Feng Mingye's wife?

"You, you."

Nan Qingyue was speechless.

She kept looking at Yun Yangling beside Feng Mingye, with only one thought in her mind.

That is unworthy.

They don't match.

Feng Mingye should have a better girl but he should be a good match.

She tried hard to suppress the thoughts in her heart, but at this moment, a glimmer of hope ignited in her heart.

Because Yun Yaoling used Pingfan Dan, Nan Qingyue and Alan looked at her and felt that this girl was really too ordinary and was not suitable for Feng Mingye.

Therefore, Nan Qingyue slowly felt a sense of imbalance in her heart.

In addition, Yun Yaoling also hides his extraordinary peak cultivation, and looks like an ordinary ordinary person who cannot be ordinary.

"Master Feng, is this girl really your wife?"

Alan had always known Nan Qingyue, and had just stopped Nan Qingyue, thinking that since she had a sweetheart, Di Ji would not get involved, but now that she saw Yun Rangling, she felt that this girl was ordinary.

Not as good as their Di Ji.

In this comparison, Emperor Qingyue is still more worthy of this immortal young master.

As soon as Alan finished speaking, Nan Qingyue was also very curious.

She also wanted to know if it was true.

When Yun Yaoling saw her family greeting them, the two girls only stared at Feng Mingye.

Her eyes darkened.

Although she was not jealous, she felt a little displeased at being ignored and asking Feng Mingye so openly in front of her.

"Of course it is."

Yun Yaoling looked at Nan Qingyue and Alan across from him with half-smiling eyes.

This Nan Qingyue seems to have some resemblance to Nan Qing'er.

Could it be that she is Qing'er's older sister?

Thinking of Nan Qing'er, who still had no idea what was going on, a hint of gloom flashed in Yun Yaoling's heart.

When she went to the martial arts academy to see Qing'er's life card, it still existed, which meant that Qing'er was still alive.

I hope Qing'er has overcome the strange poison and is safe.

"Well, let's go."

Feng Mingye didn't intend to answer Nan Qingyue's question.

Now that he heard Yun Yaoling's admission, he felt happy.

He directly hugged Yun Yaoling's waist and left the place.

Disappeared in a flash.

Only Nan Qingyue and Alan were left with shocked faces.

In the hotel room.

Yun Rattle has not yet stood firm.

I felt that my whole body was brought to the soft bed of the inn by Feng Mingye.

He pressed directly onto the bed.

"Calm down, calm down, don't get excited."

Upon seeing this battle, Yun Yaoling's face changed slightly, "No way, sir, he is excited again."

"Ah Yao, I'm very happy with what you just said."

Feng Mingye looked down at the astonished Yun Yaoling beneath him.

His eyes became gentler and his handsome face was filled with an unstoppable smile.

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It's heart-pounding to watch.

Hearing this, Yun Yaoling was stunned.

What did she say that made Feng Mingye so happy?

Oh, admitting that she was his wife, she couldn't help but blush a little when she thought of this.

In fact, it didn't mean anything.

She just said it in passing.

Her young master was so easy to satisfy.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Feng Mingye, who could only accommodate her.

Her heart beat faster, but it was not as throbbing as before.

"Chi chi chi, ah ah ah, Abai wants to see you kiss."

At this moment, Abai, who had been ignored to the end, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, squatting on the edge of the bed with his soft and cute little body, and let out strange screams of excitement.

If the immortal refuses to kiss her, it will be the same if the immortal kisses her.

It wants to see.

Strongly pampering the devil's concubine: Evil Lord, too fierce :