HCB Chapter 298 I don’t know
Chapter 298 I don’t know
Fengjiu looked at the man who had fought against the heroes at the poetry meeting and was full of vigor and vigor, and then he became as weak as a drowned chicken overnight. She smiled slightly and said casually: "Brother Wen, why don't you stay at my house today? I admire your talent——"
"Qingqing!"
A familiar voice entered Feng Jiuqing's ears, disrupting his thoughts. Feng Jiuqing paused and continued: "I want to review with Brother Wen."
"Who do you admire?"
Mo Ling had walked to Feng Jiuqing's side without him noticing, and his pair of dark eyes with a bit of ferocity fell on Wen Cangtian.
Wen Cangtian shuddered for no apparent reason. He just felt that this man's eyes were particularly bright, looking at him like a lantern. Not only did it not bring him any warmth, but it made him feel a little chilly.
"Brother Shen, do you know him?" Wen Cangtian asked softly.
Feng Jiuqing's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even look at Mo Ling: "I don't know him!"
"Of course I know you!"
Two voices sounded at the same time. Wen Cangtian looked at Feng Jiuqing, then at Mo Ling, with a hint of confusion in his eyes. What was going on?
"Qingqing, stop being angry and come back with me." Mo Ling said softly.
"Who are you?" Wen Cangtian asked doubtfully.
Feng Jiuqing turned his head and glared at Mo Ling, with a threatening look in his eyes. "You dare to say that?"
After Mo Ling received Feng Jiuqing's gaze, a smile appeared on his originally cold face: "Don't blame me for getting angry with my brother."
Feng Jiuqing's eyes deepened. That bastard Mo Ling must have recognized him. But it wasn't a big deal since he wouldn't admit it anyway.
"Brother Wen, let's go. This brother must have recognized the wrong person."
Wen Cangtian was a little confused about the situation. Who was telling the truth? But Brother Shen was not a bad person, so he still believed him.
"it is good."
Mo Ling put away his smile, pulled Feng Jiuqing's sleeve, and said in a serious tone: "Qingqing, come back with me."
Feng Jiuqing frowned and violently pulled his sleeve out of Mo Ling's hand.
"Squeak!"
The two refused to give in, and the sleeves suddenly broke in the middle, revealing Feng Jiuqing's snow-white arms.
Feng Jiuqing's face sank. This bastard actually asked him to have sex with him in public!
Wen Cangtian was inexplicably embarrassed, but he had nowhere to go, so he could only stand there with a red face.
"I've heard you recognize the wrong person. Is it your eyesight or hearing that's bad? If it's not good, go find a doctor. Why are you going crazy in front of me?"
Mo Ling's expression wasn't looking good either. He moved sideways to block those people's sight of Feng Jiuqing. Especially after seeing Wen Cangtian's red face, his expression became even worse.
Feng Jiuqing pushed Mo Ling away and walked out, not caring that his sleeves were half open.
Mo Ling caught up with Feng Jiuqing in a few steps and put his coat on Feng Jiuqing. Feng Jiuqing stopped, ripped off Mo Ling's coat and threw it in his face: "Get lost!"
Mo Ling put his coat on Feng Jiuqing again and whispered, "Sorry, it's my fault, Qingqing, please don't throw it away again."
Wen Cangtian followed behind them. He felt that Brother Shen had a good temper. He didn’t show any disgust when he saw that his clothes were full of patches. He was completely different from those people who looked down on others. But why was he so angry with this person? Was this person related to Brother Shen?
Before he could figure it out, Feng Jiuqing pulled him into the yard and locked Mo Ling outside with a bang.
Mo Ling touched his nose which was almost flattened by the door. This was the first time Qing Qing had been angry with him since he knew her. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
But when he thought of Qingqing bringing a man home, he became a little flustered again. No, he had to go and see. What if that man had any improper thoughts about Qingqing?
There was a slight sound of someone landing on the ground, and Mo Ling felt a little complicated. He never thought that he, the emperor of Great Yue, would one day climb over the wall to see his beloved.
This was a remote little courtyard with only three rooms inside. These three rooms were squeezed together and were very small. Mo Ling could never imagine that Feng Jiuqing would live in such a house. For a moment, he felt a little sad. After leaving him, his Qingqing actually lived such a simple life.
The servant had already prepared food for Feng Jiuqing. Mo Ling saw from afar that the two of them were sitting opposite each other, drinking together. He was so angry that his face turned green. He knew that his Qingqing was so nice, and that man must have bad intentions towards his Qingqing. They actually drank together. Qingqing had never drank with him since she came back!
After a while, Mo Ling saw a shadow stand up, and quickly walked to the side of another shadow, and then the two shadows merged together!
Mo Ling's eyes turned red. He couldn't bear it any longer and kicked the door open. However, due to years of disrepair, the door collapsed directly. If he hadn't retreated quickly, he would have been buried underneath.
After a burst of smoke and dust, Mo Ling finally saw the situation inside clearly. The man was sitting on a wooden chair beside him. Qingqing was holding a wine jug in her hand, obviously pouring wine for the man, so it was just a misunderstanding!
The two people inside looked at Mo Ling. Mo Ling remained calm as he stepped into the room and said, "Qingqing, why didn't you invite me over for a drink?"
So, you broke down my door?
Feng Jiuqing put down the wine jug in his hand and looked at Mo Ling with a murderous look in his eyes.
"I don't think I invited you. People who come uninvited are never welcomed by the host. So do you want to go out by yourself or should I ask someone to send you out?"
A trace of hurt flashed across Mo Ling's eyes. Did Qingqing really want to drive him away?
"Qingqing, I really didn't mean it. I will find someone to help you fix the door."
Feng Jiuqing said calmly: "Then go ahead."
Mo Ling paused and pretended not to hear Feng Jiuqing's words: "I haven't eaten yet, my dear, can I--"
"No! There are so many restaurants out there, go to whichever one you like. I only have room for two people here, so I won't keep you."
Feng Jiuqing spoke indifferently, motioned for Wen Cangtian to pour the wine himself, and returned to sit down opposite.
Mo Ling felt as if he had eaten an unripe bitter melon, his heart was bitter and astringent, but he could only swallow it. He slowly walked to Feng Jiuqing's side, and before he opened his mouth, Feng Jiuqing spoke first: "Are you not leaving yet? Do you still need me to take you there?"
"Are you going out by yourself, or do you need someone to take you out?"
Mo Ling's eyes were full of hurt, and his voice was trembling a little: "Qingqing, don't say that. The door here is broken, come live with me."
Feng Jiuqing chuckled: "No, I can't afford to live in your place. I'm afraid I can't afford to pay for dirtying your land. As the saying goes, a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse. I live comfortably here and I won't go anywhere else."
Mo Ling was silent for a while, then said softly: "I'm sorry, from now on, I will not let you suffer any grievances as long as I am here."
Haha, Feng Jiuqing didn’t believe it. He didn’t have a second life to bet his sincerity with Mo Ling.
"I don't know you, please leave!"
"Qingqing, do you really have to treat me like this?" Mo Ling said with a tone that sounded like he was crying and laughing.
"What else? I don't know you. You've been talking to yourself here for so long. I've already been kind to you by not reporting to the police. If you don't leave, I will really be rude to you." Feng Jiuqing said coldly.