Stepping on her husband's bottom line by mistake

Chapter 6 Solvable (4)

The woman's complexion was indifferent, and her eyes were calmer.

She could tell that although the one below was powerful, the one above was the King's Lander.

However, this has nothing to do with her.

She is Feng Linxue and does not need to submit to anyone.

"Smelly woman, how dare you talk to our brother Leng like that!"

The impatient Su Chengkai couldn't help but rushed out immediately, wanting to teach this cynical woman a lesson.

"Cheng Kai!"

Leng Haotian suddenly winked coldly and arrogantly, Su Chengkai understood and stood away quickly.

Leng Haotian bent his body and rose into the air, like a fierce and agile cheetah.

Wearing a tailored suit, you can also see the beautiful muscles.

He jumped over the guardrail of the platform, and landed firmly on the ground like a nail!

This vertical distance is at least 4 meters!
Feng Linxue didn't bother to look at him at all, seeing him blocking the way forward.

Immediately turned around, wanting to go around.

Unexpectedly, Leng Haotian followed suit and continued to block Feng Linxue.

Although there was no expression on his face, there was an extremely domineering tone in his mouth.

"who are you?"

Feng Linxue, who had been silent all this time, squinted her eyes in disgust, and opened her mouth lightly.

As if dismissing something dirty, he said again in a clear voice.

"doctor!"

"My young master wants people to die, but the heavenly king and I can't save them!"

The vermilion lips parted slightly, and an unkind word popped out from the teeth as white as broken jade.

"So what?"

"you!--"

Leng Haotian glanced at the woman in white in front of him.

She looked very young, not stunning, at best she was pretty.

Neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, very well-proportioned.

The white Tang suit was worn on her body, which looked a little loose.

To tell the truth, I wear Tang suits this year.

Either it's the old man or the old lady, or it's the hotel waiter.

But when she wears it, she naturally has a noble and awe-inspiring temperament.

It seems that the artistic conception is far away, and the portraits seem to come from misty ancient times.

With a slight sniff, a fragrance wafts away.

(End of this chapter)