deadly mantra

Chapter 495 The brain tied to the waistband
Feng Xiaoyao tightened her lips, narrowed her eyes dangerously, and said:
"How dare you mess around outside? Wait until Brother Qingchen comes back and see how I sue you!"

This extremely familiar warning made Ji Fanyin really stunned for a moment.

Qing Mojun often said this about her before.

The difference is that what Mr. Qing Mo said is: If the young lady flirts with women and shows mercy, Qing Mo will tell the young master the truth.

Ji Fanyin's obsidian eyes turned in a circle and asked:

"Feng Benben, am I so obvious?"

Feng Xiaoyao suppressed the displeasure in her heart, glanced at her, and asked:
"What's obvious?"

Ji Fanyin tilted his head and asked incredulously:
"Why do you even know how to use Chenchen to scare me? You can also see that Chenchen is very important to me?"

Feng Xiaoyao glanced at her strangely:
"You are not as clingy as Niubi Tang, and Brother Qingchen doesn't find you annoying?"

Ji Fanyin shrugged innocently:

"I'm not Chenchen. I don't know what he thinks. However, even you know that I am attached to Chenchen. I..."

Feng Xiaoyao interrupted her:
"It's everyone, isn't it? Just the way you pester Brother Qingchen, no matter how dull you are, can see how you feel about Brother Qingchen."

Ji Fanyin touched his chin, thought for a moment, and sighed:
"I have been very restrained. I only use one-tenth of my pestering skills."

The corners of Feng Xiaoyao's mouth twitched and she said angrily:

"Luckily, you also know the word 'restraint'. If you didn't restrain yourself, wouldn't you have already entangled Brother Qingchen so much that he couldn't breathe?"

The smile in Ji Fanyin's eyes slowly dissipated.

She sat on the bench and silently stared at her clenched fists for a long time before she managed to say:
"I won't let Chenchen breathe."

How could she be willing to see him suffer.

Feng Xiaoyao didn't notice her strangeness and raised her voice slightly:

"Did you listen to what he said?" Ji Fanyin raised his head and said softly:

"Yes, I remember everything Chenchen said word for word."

Feng Xiaoyao tensed her calf muscles, restrained her urge to kick her, gritted her teeth and said:

"I'm talking about it! The story told by the man on the stage today!!"

"Oh~~" Ji Fanyin suddenly said: "I heard it."

Feng Xiaoyao's expression softened slightly:

"What did you hear?"

Ji Fanyin said slowly:
"A ghost story."

Feng Xiaoyao no longer restrained her impulse and kicked her ankle:
"Is your brain tied to Brother Qingchen's belt and was taken away by him?"

The sound of his kick looked loud, but actually it didn't hurt very much. Ji Fanyin didn't dodge and let him make trouble. She looked at him with a helpless expression:
"Feng Benben, what on earth do you want to do?"

Feng Xiaoyao said:
"Don't pretend to be stupid with me. I don't believe you can't hear it. That man told a good story. Although he changed his name, you and I know very well that what he told was exactly what happened recently in the Ji Mansion and the Shan Sword Alliance. "

Ji Fanyin suddenly realized and exclaimed:

"Hey~~Really? I didn't even notice it."

Feng Xiaoyao kicked him again:

"You pretend again!"

Ji Fanyin smashed her mouth and sighed:
"Feng Benben, how exactly do you want me to cooperate with you?"

Feng Xiaoyao snorted in displeasure, turned his face away from her, focused his eyes on the stage, and said in a low voice:
"The ancestral hall is haunted, the pearly plum grove appears out of thin air in the abandoned courtyard, the mysterious tablet is hidden behind the door plaque, the old lady is haunted by evil spirits and frightened, and the bleeding coffin appears under the competition stage. These stories are not only in this teahouse, but also elsewhere. They’re all talking too.”

(End of this chapter)