Chapter 535
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Upon hearing this, Hui Lang, who had been waiting for her to wake up, quickly said, "No, no, Ninth Young Master, please don't misunderstand. She was not brought back by my master, she followed him back by herself."
Upon hearing this, Fengjiu blinked and asked curiously, "You know her?" A stranger dared to stick to Uncle? She must have some guts.
"She is a teacher at Qingteng Kingdom's Six Star Academy and an admirer of my master. It is said that she came from a third class country, but I don't know why she has been pestering my master." Speaking of this, he quickly assured, "But my master has never been nice to her, please don't misunderstand."
"Misunderstand?"
She rolled her eyes and looked at Ling Mohan, who was sitting down and drinking tea, but did not chase the woman away. A sly light flashed in her eyes, and the smile on her lips was even a bit strange at this moment.
"No, no, I won't misunderstand." She smiled and waved her hand. Then, she walked down the stairs.
Ling Mohan, who was drinking tea, was looking forward to it. He really wanted to know what she would do when she saw a woman pestering him.
Jealous? This was unlikely, that woman did not know what jealousy was.
Happy? Hmm, this was more like it. She would probably try to sell him to others!
"Mohan, my house is in this area. Since you are here, why don't you stay at my house? Staying at an inn is not as comfortable as staying at your own house. "The woman said softly, her beautiful eyes filled with joy.
She did not expect that she would meet someone who she had not heard from for so long. If this was not fate, then what was?
"Uncle, who is this beautiful sister?"
Feng Jiu smiled and squinted his eyes. His handsome and delicate face looked harmless and innocent. When he looked at the woman, he put his hands on Ling Mohan's shoulders. Ling Mohan was stunned. He turned his head slightly and looked at the slender fingers that were as tender as ginger.
When the woman heard Fengjiu's words, she was happy, but when she saw that it was a handsome young man who put his hands on Ling Mohan's shoulders and asked with a smile, she was unhappy.
She knew that the bearded Ling Mohan hated it the most when others touched him. Just as she was about to scold him, she saw a scene that made her dumbfounded.
"You're awake? Did you sleep well? "A low and deep voice that carried a hint of magnetism sounded out, and it was mellow like fine wine, causing others to be involuntarily intoxicated.
But after he tilted his head slightly and glanced at the hand on his shoulder, his deep eyes moved slightly, and he naturally reached out to hold Feng Jiu's hand. He pulled her into his arms and directly held her in his arms, not letting go.
Not only did the woman widen her eyes in astonishment, but even the guests on the first floor turned their heads to stare at the two of them in astonishment. However, the difference was that they were a little more clear-headed than the woman.
It was as if they knew it would be like this.
Fengjiu's eyes widened. She did not expect this uncle to be so … so shameless!
She wanted to tease him, but who knew that he would beat her at her own game? Wasn't she rushing forward to let him take advantage of her?
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