Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Feng Lingyan stopped in the air with a vegetable in his hands: "Did you cook this meal yourself?"

The corner of Gong Yanmo's lips curled up into a slight smile: "Otherwise, who would know the lady's taste so well?"

Feng Lingyan bit his lip.

It never occurred to her that he would make soup for her hands.

Emotions surged in her heart, she was not someone who could be moved so easily. [

At this moment, the sockets of the eyes became hot, and a layer of mist slowly covered them...

He opened his eyes again and raised his head, but almost bumped into Gong Yanmo's bridge of nose which was so close at hand.

I don't know when he got so close without anyone noticing, and she didn't even notice...

My heart jumped like a deer.

Watching the rosy lips getting closer and closer, she moved slightly: "Ayan."

The voice is as persuasive as the spring breeze turns into rain.

Feng Lingyan's mind was completely blank, and his heartbeat didn't seem to be his own.

Unable to move as if bewitched.

Seeing that his lips were about to touch hers...

"Crack!" There was a sudden sound from outside.

Crisp and loud!It's like—a slap in the face.

Then a voice shouted: "Bold! You dare to stop the Miss Beigong's family! Don't die!"

As soon as this disturbing voice sounded, Feng Lingyan came back to his senses in an instant.

The voice was unusually crisp and clear, obviously a girl's voice.

Miss Beigong's family?

Who is the young lady of the Beigong family?

When will there be another lady from the Beigong family in the barracks?

Gong Yanmo was not ordinary annoyed that the beautiful atmosphere that had been carefully created was abruptly broken like this!

Opening his eyes, there was a murderous look. [

Hearing that Miss Yunyun from the Beigong family, his expression turned cold: "Who is outside?"

A voice sounded outside the door: "Brother Fanxiang, it's me. Beigong Jinger."

That voice was as green and emerald as those bamboo sticks outside the door.