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

Feng Lingyan's heart skipped a beat, she was held in his arms, and she felt almost breathless.

No, this feeling is too bad!

He hid his heart too deeply, too deeply, she couldn't see it at all.

She couldn't tell whether he was sincere or not, this kind of uncontrollable emotion was not what she wanted——

"You...you let me go!" [

Feng Lingyan struggled.

"Don't let it go!"

Gong Yanmo smiled.The warm breath blew by her ears, almost biting her ears.

"My surname is Gong, I'll give you two choices, one is to break up your friendship, and the other is to be an ordinary friend..."

Feng Lingyan wanted to push him away first.His breath enveloped her, making her brain not so refreshing >

Unable to make the most sane, best response.

"I don't want to be ordinary friends—"

Gong Yanmo answered slowly.

Feng Lingyan's struggle was nothing to him.

"Then—that's the end of grace?! Well, Gong Yanmo, you send me back to the palace for money!"

Feng Lingyan gritted her teeth and struggled even more fiercely in his arms.

"Little rabbit, do you think that I'm pestering you so much just for that mere 10 taels of silver?"

Gong Yanmo's voice was a bit cold, he casually took out a few bank notes from his sleeve.

Feng Lingyan could see clearly that those banknotes were all in large amounts, fifty thousand, one hundred thousand...

Gong Yanmo smiled lightly, and with a movement of his fingertips, those banknotes suddenly ignited without wind and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye.