Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 105 You Can Meet a Better Man

The moon is as cool as water.

Feng Qingge was dressed in white, and stood quietly under the moonlight, as beautiful and beautiful as a celestial being exiled from nine heavens.

Counting it, it has been nearly a month since she traveled to this world.

Looking at the full moon in the sky, Feng Qingge let out a breath slowly.

Homesick?
not really...

As a secret agent in her previous life, she has long been used to living a wandering life with no fixed place...

There is no hometown at all.

only…

What happened during the day today still made her feel faintly sad.

a father...

She even considers her own flesh and blood as less important than her status and reputation...

This kind of people…

Not fit to be a father at all.

While Feng Qingge was in ecstasy, a black shadow flashed silently under the moonlight.

"Who?" Feng Qingge shouted suddenly.

Looking back vigilantly, his palm-sized face was half hidden in the shadow of the moonlight, with a hazy luster.

"it's me."

Under the moonlight, an exquisite silver mask appeared impressively, and the voice was faintly deep.

"Young Master Long."

Feng Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew the defensive look on her face, and let the man walk to her side.

Two figures, one black and one white, stand side by side under the moonlight, like a couple of immortals.

"Are you sad?"

Under the silver mask, Yun Linghan looked at Feng Qingge with complicated and unpredictable eyes, and found that she was not wearing a veil today.

Half of her petite face was hidden in the shadows, so she couldn't see clearly.

Are you sad?
Feng Qingge laughed and shook her head.

not to mention sad...

I just don't think it's worth it...

It's not worth singing for the former Feng Qing.

Feng Qingge exhaled slowly, smiled and shook her head.

"I'm fine, thanks."

"Don't worry, you can still meet better men."

Yun Linghan's lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, and a cold low air pressure exuded from his whole body.

Ok?
man?

she is sad...

What does it have to do with men?
Feng Qingge frowned in doubt, and looked at the man next to him with a puzzled expression on his face.

He doesn't think...

Are you sad for Yun Chuheng?

After being stunned for a long time, Feng Qingge suddenly came back to his senses, dumbfounded.

"Young Master Long misunderstood, I am not sad about this man."

"No?"

This time it was Yun Linghan who was puzzled.

Under the exquisite silver mask, a handsome face was tangled and twisted into a ball.

"Yes, no."

Feng Qingge nodded affirmatively.

"Then why are you standing in the yard?"

"Look at the moon." Feng Qingge pointed to the sky.

See... the moon?
Yun Linghan was stunned by this answer for a long time.A handsome face that was disastrous to the country and the people suddenly made a shocking movement.

He raised his head stupidly, looked carefully at the moon in the sky, and frowned slightly.

It really is…

round and bright...

moon……

The corners of Yun Linghan's eyes twitched fiercely, but he let out a long sigh of relief.

A pair of eyes as black as ink, looking at the little woman beside her, the eyes are as bright as stars.Suddenly, he stretched out his big hand and took her into his arms.

"Dragon, Young Master Long..."

Jumped by Yun Linghan's sudden movement, Feng Qingge stretched out his hand to push.

"Call me Ling Han."

Hearing Feng Qingge's address, Yun Linghan frowned displeased, and domineeringly pressed down her dishonest hands.

Resting his head on the hollow of her shoulder, he breathed in the faint fragrance of her almost greedily, and let out a long breath.

Feng Qingge struggled dumbfoundedly as she watched herself being fixed into the shape of a rice dumpling.

"do not move."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded softly from the neck.

"I'll just hug for a little while."

Feng Qingge was stunned for a moment, then suddenly hugged Yun Linghan's back with her backhand, and fell silent silently.

(End of this chapter)