Ji Wuhua was hit on the face, and the tea soaked most of his handsome face.
He quickly covered his face: "A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. After all, I am also Kao, one of the three kings. I don't want to lose face if you treat me like this!"
"This kind of joke can be made casually!" Patriarch Feng was so angry that his beard blew up, "Fortunately, there are no outsiders around. If Qingluo's reputation is ruined, I will blow you up!"
Ji Wuhua rubbed her face, feeling extremely wronged: "What kind of reputation, your granddaughter has long since lost her reputation."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Patriarch Feng grabbed something from the table and threw it at Ji Wuhua.
Ji Wuhua quickly avoided, and continued: "If you don't believe me, ask your granddaughter if there are wild men out there!"
Master Feng's face froze slightly, thinking of Ye Qingluo's subconscious action of covering his stomach just now.
Obviously, something has been exposed.
He looked at Ye Qingluo cautiously and tentatively.
I don't know how to ask the export.
According to Ye Qingluo's current age, it is inevitable for her to get married.
For so many years, he, the grandfather, has not been by her side.
I really don't know how to open my mouth and ask my granddaughter about her relationship.
Ye Qingluo glared at Ji Wuhua, that coquettish fox, with a wide-mouthed look.
I don't know where he got the news that she already has a heart.
But when facing his grandfather, Ye Qingluo did not intend to hide it: "After this matter is over, I will bring him to see you."
After a pause, she held Patriarch Feng's hand, smiled slightly and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, he treats me very well."
The head of the Feng family looked at Ye Qingluo with a smile, and his old eyes were slightly red.
He patted the back of Ye Qingluo's hand: "It's because grandpa didn't find you early, and he didn't do a good job as a grandpa should, to choose a lover for you..."
He sighed softly: "Grandpa believes that Qing Luo's vision is not bad."
Ye Qingluo smiled: "Well, my vision is different from my mother's. My him has a deeper feeling for me than the blood-bone barbarian king has for his mother."
The face of the blood-bone barbarian Junyi, who was suddenly named, flushed slightly, and he touched his nose in embarrassment: "Why are you talking about me all of a sudden?"
Ye Qingluo smiled and said: "I'm just praising you for my mother, you love me more than gold."
The Blood Bone Barbarian King pursed his lips and did not speak.
It still looks cold and cold.
But those eyes that were visibly softened revealed his true emotions.
The head of the Feng family glanced at the blood-bone barbarian king.
Finally, he patted the back of Ye Qingluo's hand again: "Grandpa will be relieved if you say that."
How deep is Gu Jun's affection for Feng Ge
As an elder, he can see it all.
Thousands of years have passed.
Mr. Gu still loves his daughter deeply.
The head of the Feng family is someone who has experienced it.
Of course you can see it.
When Fengge was mentioned, Mr. Gu's eyes changed obviously.
especially…
Mr. Gu's feelings for Qing Luo.
It's Jiang Qingluo who loves and cares like her real daughter.
A thought takes shape in your mind.
But he didn't say it now.
Instead, the topic was shifted back to the kidnapping of Ye Qingluo this time.
"Qing Luo, do you know exactly who took you away?" Patriarch Feng's face gradually became serious.