Lu Ming's hand suddenly twitched and he suddenly looked up: "You, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, it's what I mean," Feng Chenglin smiled and felt very frustrated: "For example, some things that are not suitable for girls here... means!!"

Xiaobian, look at your expression, you know you have guessed it.

Since you have guessed it, why are you pretending to be confused?

Do you have to say it clearly?

"Young Master Lu, we are not going to say secret words, okay? Between you and... the Lord of God..."

Lu Ming suddenly stood up, like a frightened kitten, and his whole body was furrowed: "What do you mean? What do you want to do?"

"Look, why are you excited again!" Feng Chenglin scratched his head helplessly and sighed faintly: "Tell me, you just said you wanted to take us to see the Lord of God, but it was still calm and windy, as if nothing had happened!"

Lu Ming's pupils shrank and he didn't say anything.

"...Why did I mention the Lord of God here casually? Are you so excited?" Feng Chenglin coughed and raised his eyebrows, "No, what you said just now is just perfunctory and lie to us, right?"

I just said I wanted to see the Lord of God, but I never saw him so excited.

How do you mention the romantic story between him and the Lord of God, like a hedgehog, who will scratch whom?

Lu Ming's throat rolled, swallowed his saliva, lowered his eyes, and his eyes moved abnormally.

However, he still didn't say anything.

Feng Chenglin seemed to remember something, and his expression became exaggerated: "Oh, look at me and just say, but I forgot the most important sentence!"

Lu Ming's eyes became alert again: "What do you want to say again?"

"Don't be nervous, don't be excited. I promise you will love to listen to what I said this time!" Feng Chenglin laughed twice and signaled him to sit down: "I'm curious about what you said just now!"

Lu Ming's movement, just as he was about to sit down, suddenly froze, and slowly stood up and took two steps back.

"What the hell do you want to say?"

"You just said that the Lord of God is actually the same as ordinary people like us, right?"

"yes!"

"So I'm very curious, when you two are together, are they like two men, um, together, I'm saying that, um, um, um, um, um..."

No matter what Lu Ming's expression was, Feng Chenglin moved his hands together, combined with his facial features on his face, and made an imaginative action.

Lu Ming seemed to have suffered a great humiliation, his face was blue and purple, and he suddenly turned around and walked towards the door.

Feng Chenglin quickly got up and chased after him, blocking him: "Young Master Lu, what are you doing? We are just starting to drink seriously, you are leaving?"

Lu Ming glared at him fiercely, without saying a word, knocked open his shoulder and walked over from the side.

Feng Chenglin stuck out his tongue silently behind him, grimaced his face, held back his laughter, turned around and continued to chase after him.

"Hey, Mr. Lu, wait a moment, don't leave! I'm serious, I really have something important to tell you!"

Lu Ming speeded up his pace, but he didn't say a word.

Feng Chenglin ran to him in three or two steps, opened his hands, blocked his way, and said with a smile.

"Mr. Lu, if you do this again, I'm really angry!"

Lu Ming rolled his eyes wide and crossed him again.

He seemed to have made up his mind, just not speak, and just keeps his head shut up and continues to walk his own way.
Chapter completed!