Ling Luoyu was grabbed by his arms, and the book was blocked on his forehead, looking at Lu Ming tiredly.

With just one glance, he raised his eyebrows.

"This young master Lu..."

"How is it? Is there anything different?"

"It's indeed a little different!" Ling Luoyu stood up with interest: "Yesterday he was like a student who was asked by a teacher but didn't know the answer, but today he... is full of confidence and confidence, and he already has the answer we want!"

Feng Chenglin's eyes were a little subtle: "Does this mean that this guy is just like we guessed that he met the Lord of God in the evening last night?"

If this is the case, then the Lord of God is nearby?

"I'm not sure if I saw the Lord of God, but I'm sure he should give us a positive answer!"

Ling Luoyu said this without any restraint, and it was clearly intended that Lu Ming hears it.

"Fatty, prepare hot tea!"

When Lu Ming approached, Feng Chenglin not only prepared hot tea, but also prepared fruit and snacks.

"Mr. Lu, how about it? Today we are we welcoming each other, are we sincere enough?"

"Don't worry, I'm here with sincerity today!" Lu Ming bowed and bowed slightly: "Miss Ling, please forgive me!"

"Where did Mr. Lu start this? I was a little nervous!"

"Miss Ling, at this point, let's meet honestly."

"Don't interfere, what's the matter with you two being honest?" Feng Chenglin made a joke, and Yun calmly broke Lu Ming's words: "Our third young master has a master, and famous flowers have a master. Isn't it appropriate to meet you honestly?"

"Then I will show my sincerity!" Lu Ming took something out of his arms and placed it in front of Ling Luoyu.

The thing was wrapped in yellow cloth, the size of a palm.

"What's this?"

Feng Chenglin stretched out his hand curiously.

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu suddenly smiled slightly: "Young Master Lu Ming's sincerity, don't be curious easily. Once you are curious, you may have to pay a price!"

Feng Chenglin immediately withdrew his hand and rubbed it on his chest: "Why is it so creepy that I say this? Lu Ming, you kid... Why do I feel that you are not at ease?"

His eyes swept Lu Ming up and down several times and raised his eyebrows.

"Or, you can meet me honestly. It doesn't matter if we two are honest!"

Lu Ming knew he was really joking: "If you don't mind, I will be the same as you being honest!"

Nodded, and signaled the following.

"Open it, don't worry, this thing doesn't hurt you much!"

Feng Chenglin became sensible: "Since you don't mind being honest with me, then do you mind raising your hand? Why don't you open it, we can just watch it!"

Lu Ming couldn't help but smile, raised his hand, and lifted the cloth bit by bit.

Among the cloth, there was not a treasure that shocked them, but a piece of dry and black that could not be seen.

"What is this?" Feng Chenglin leaned closer and frowned: "Why does it feel like... it's like a piece of bacon?"

"You can guess this," Lu Ming replied: "This is a piece of flesh and bone on my body!"

The hand Feng Chenglin was about to touch suddenly retracted, and he was very disgusted and rubbed his body again.

"You, your... bones?"
Chapter completed!