The implication is that he listened openly and honestly.

Feng Wuyou was speechless, martial arts is so amazing?

But thinking about how many times Xiao Jinglan's mere presence made her feel at ease, she had to admit that being good at martial arts was truly amazing.

For example, in the main hall before, Xiao Jinglan only made one move, but as long as he was in the main hall, everything seemed to be settled.

Feng Wuyou pursed her lips and was about to say something, when suddenly Xiao Jinglan retracted his arms and hugged her into his arms.

"Don't let anything happen in front of me again."

He said dullly.

Something happened?

She didn't.

Feng Wuyou thought for a moment and then realized that Xiao Jinglan was talking about her pretending to be involved in the fire.

"Isn't that a lie to them?"

Feng Wuyou whispered: "And haven't I told you before that there is a secret passage down there."

"That won't work either."

Xiao Jinglan quickly responded and let her go slightly.

He looked into Feng Wuyou's eyes and repeated his position again: "No."

Even though he knew it was false, when he saw the house being engulfed in flames, he couldn't control the panic in his heart.

He was scared, just like he was many years ago. He watched helplessly as his father and brother were right in front of him, but he couldn't save them.

If it weren't for his amazing willpower control, he would have really rushed into the house that night, so why would he have planned anything?

The word stubborn made Feng Wuyou feel a pain in his heart.

She reached out and touched Xiao Jinglan's face, and suddenly... pinched it.

"Lord Yanhuang, has anyone ever said that you look like a child?"

When he said no, he actually pouted.

"You can even hang a bottle of oil on your mouth."

A pair of small hands caressed Xiao Jinglan's thin lips unscrupulously.

Xiao Jinglan almost laughed angrily.

This girl, he told her something serious, but she actually came to make fun of him.

When he opened his mouth and bit it, Feng Wuyou's finger was directly bitten into his mouth.

"What are you doing? Just relax."

Feng Wuyou quickly shouted: "Are you counting dogs?"

Not only did Xiao Jinglan not let go, he even licked her fingertips.

Feng Wuyou's face instantly turned red and he shouted quickly: "I promise that nothing will happen in front of you in the future. I have to save my life and grow old with you for the rest of my life. Lord Yan, is this enough? Can you let go of me?"

Already?"
Chapter completed!