Take your son to get married

Chapter 98 Who Is Impersonating 6
Rubbing the center of her brows, Mo Qianchen didn't care too much about Feng Shukuang, because she knew that it was difficult to trust someone who appeared suddenly, so she gave him time.

Reaching out to lift the teapot from the table, he poured out two glasses of water, one for himself to drink, and one for Feng Shukuang naturally.

Feng Shukuang looked at Mo Qianchen and gave it to him naturally. After staring for a while and slowly reaching out to take it, his voice became cold and very deep: "I will give you one last chance to explain."

Before giving Mo Qianchen one last chance to explain why she knew him, this was his last line.

Listening to Feng Shukuang's words, Mo Qianchen sighed silently, sat on the bed next to Feng Shukuang, and said softly, "If you believe in dreams, I'll tell you."

"Say." Throw out one word, firmly.

Mo Qianchen turned his head to look at Feng Shukuang, the appearances of the past life and this life gradually overlapped, Feng Shukuang, Feng Shukuang, alas.

"In the dream, you were very kind to me..." Wei Wei said softly.

Outside the window, the night wind gently blew through the window lattice, tinkling.

After a long, long time, the voice in Mo Qianchen's room fell.

Half of the candlelight has melted, and the moon has hung high in the sky.

"I'm your benefactor." Feng Shukuang suddenly broke the silence in the silent room, stared at Mo Qianchen and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

"En." Nodding, Mo Qianchen admitted.

She didn't say that Feng Shukuang gave everything for her because he loved her, she only said that he helped her and helped her with his life.

"Okay, then you will repay my kindness to me in the future." Since he is her benefactor, he can admit this dream, and that's it, not bad.

Mo Qianchen looked at the arrogant Feng Shukuang, and the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched: "You said that dreams cannot be trusted, so let's pretend that we don't know each other. From now on, you will follow your Yangguan Road, and I will cross my single-plank bridge, so you don't have to doubt it." How do I know you, will it be against you."

The laughing voice fell into Feng Shukuang's ears. Feng Shukuang squinted his eyes and looked at Mo Qianchen who was originally indifferent, but now with a bit of playfulness. Believable is believable.”

Domineering, absolutely domineering.

Mo Qianchen couldn't help but chuckled when he heard the words.

"Now, warm my bed." Seeing Mo Qianchen's chuckle, Feng Shukuang suddenly stretched out his arms, grabbed Mo Qianchen and dragged him onto the bed, stretching out his hands to hug him like a pillow.

The weather is not too hot yet, and it would be nice to have someone as a heater.

Mo Qianchen blinked, seeing Feng Shukuang who was really using her as a stove, and rolled his eyes to the sky silently, okay, okay, she will warm his bed, and she will serve as his stove.

Mo Qianchen, who had no psychological burden, was not shy or struggling, and just quietly let Feng Shukuang hug her and sleep.

Because, she knows that Feng Shukuang is vicious and gloomy in other aspects, but he abides by the inexplicable family rules. He will kill, but he will not strip other people's clothes. In terms of sex, Feng Shukuang is very reassuring for her of.

The night was dark, and the moon was shining brightly on the Ninth Peak.

The wind blows the mountains and forests shake the sky, and the childhood sweethearts are enchanting.

In the brilliant dawn, many drug boys from the Ninth Peak greeted a man from outside Mo Qianchen's room dumbfounded.

this and that……

"Yeah, brother-in-law."

(End of this chapter)