Chapter 1391 Clothes were given by him In the entire imperial garden, a "crackling" heartbreak sound sounded in an instant. et The group of ladies and ladies had not yet recovered from the huge shock.
Yun Linghan immediately followed and dropped a bombshell from everyone's ears.
"Tingge, you look good in this dress."
Yun Linghan said as he looked at Feng Qingge in his arms with deep eyes.
A pair of dark eyes flashed with a strong sense of interest.
Facing the pair of deep eyes in front of him, Feng Qinge couldn't help but be stunned.
A very ridiculous thought suddenly jumped out of her mind.
"This dress, did you give it?"
Feng Qingge's thought had just risen, and he suddenly blurted out without thinking.
This long dress was given to her by Thirteen Toreb.
Originally, she was still wondering, why did Thirteen send clothes to herself.
But if the owner of this long dress is not thirteen but the king of cold Feng Qinge's heart sank.
Smelling the pleasant and unfamiliar smell around me, a heart began to beat wildly.
As soon as the words came out, Feng Qingge already regretted it.
But in front of so many people, it's too late to take it back now.
Yun Linghan stared at the little woman in front of him with burning eyes, and the corners of his beautiful lips hooked.
"Congratulations, you got it right."
Facing the pair of deep and faint smiling eyes above his head, Feng Qingge regretted that he almost bit off his tongue.
"This long dress, you can't deliberately pick it out and give it to Thirteen, right?"
Under the gaze of the scorching eyes above his head, Feng Qingge's eyes couldn't help but flutter for a while.
A beautiful face hidden under the veil, a strong heart gushing out for no reason.
"That's right again.
Moreover, it was chosen by the king himself for you. ” The low and faint laughing voice sounded again from the top of his head.
As Yun Linghan spoke, he deliberately bit the word "hand" heavily.
Feng Tingge looked up at the top of his head, looked up with two burning eyes, and asked with a weak face.
"This long skirt is very precious," Feng Qinge's tone was very cautious.
"It's not precious, it's just that there is only one in the entire Red Flame Continent."
Yun Linghan replied in a domineering tone.
Hear that domineering and ruthless, contemptuous tone.
Feng Qingge almost bit her tongue again.
This is the only one in the entire Red Flame Continent He even dared to say that it was not precious How did this man's brain circuit grow?
Feeling the hot heat on his waist, Feng Qingge was almost about to go crazy.
Yun Ling lowered his head with a faint smile in his eyes and looked at Feng Qingge with a weak face in his arms.
This little woman Now that I remember to ask about the origin of the skirt, don't I think it's too late When someone thought of this, he suddenly narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Facing those two deep and dangerous sights, Feng Qingge's heart skipped two beats again.
Silently opened his mouth and continued to ask questions with a weak face.
"No, it's made of some rare fabric."
Something hand-picked by King Han The fabric used must be very rare and precious.
Feng Qingge glanced down at her body, the pure white and flawless long dress.
At this moment, I almost regretted my intestines.
She was still impatient to dissociate herself from the Han King On the back feet, he wore a long dress that he had personally chosen.
Feng Qingge's face darkened, and he scolded Lei Bu and Thirteen a thousand times and ten thousand times from his heart
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