President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

"Little uncle! I don't have one!!!"

Before Zhan Luming finished speaking, Feng Yin raised his voice and shouted, his eyes trembling as he stared at Zhan Luming.

Beside him, Leng Yan suddenly laughed, a smile squeezed out of his throat, gloomy, hoarse, and even a trace of hatred.

"Don't lift? Chrysanthemum remains? Pus flow?" Every time Leng Yan asked, Feng Yin felt that he was one step closer to death.

Zhan Luming, Zhan Luming, are you really my mommy's younger brother?You will kill your niece!

"What's there? I still follow your Weibo account! I'll open it for you to see!" Zhan Luming said and took out his phone.

"I don't want to watch it!" Feng Yin felt that the biggest bug since her rebirth had appeared, and it was her little uncle with a negative IQ.

"Heh... I want to see it." Leng Yan laughed, his voice was like a knife.

"Look, your boss wants to watch it! And what you said above is very funny, everyone come to watch, let's have fun together."

Zhan Luming deserves to be Mr. Tony, who is the master of washing, cutting, blowing and blowing in Chinatown of country m. At this moment, he has completely shown his enthusiasm for tricking the cards, and even Mr. Xiao and others greeted him.

Feng Yin's world was completely dark.

"Look at this: today I was able to live in a remote courtyard by pretending to be crazy! From now on, I can be alone! I don't need to look at that paralyzed and ice-skinned face all the time! Kaisen! If there is a little fresh meat to accompany you at night, then It's even more perfect!"

"And this one: How could I tell Facial Paralyzed Face the color of the evening dress I was wearing tonight, and he actually thought I was talking about the color of Nei Nei! I am your ancestor for eighteen generations! Curse you for not having a jj!"

"This one is more interesting: Cherish life, stay away from facial paralysis! The bird with facial paralysis is on a business trip, and I won't see him for a week. I hope his plane will disappear when it reaches Bermuda, and never come back! Oh ha ha!"

"Little uncle! Stop reading..." Feng Yin's protest was so weak that it could be ignored.

Leng Yan kept pursing her lips and smiling, but that smile was cold to the deepest part of her bone marrow.

Feng Yin felt that his neck was about to be bitten off by his teeth in the next moment, and then he grinded her blood vessels and tendons inch by inch with his sharp teeth until she was bleeding dry and died completely.

"Let me take a look." Leng Yan said, and took the phone from Zhan Luming with a smile on his face.

The name of the Fengyin trumpet is: I want a group of little wolf dogs.

Small dogs?There is also a group of... Fengyin...you think beautifully!At that time, just me alone is enough for you to bear it!

Every time Leng Yan scrolled down the screen, Feng Yin's heart skipped a beat.

Leng Yan found that most of the microblogs that she let herself complain about were after her personality changed, and there was none of them before.

After Feng Yin was reborn, he deleted all the Weibo before the trumpet. This Weibo was accidentally told to Zhan Luming in the previous life, but he didn't expect him to keep it all the time.

"You can also compose poetry?" Leng Yan found a Weibo post by Feng Yin last night, her sneer sounded like a blade.

Feng Yin: "..." Last night?oh... kkk...

"Empty and lonely, stealing kisses from the overbearing president, the president's taste is bad, not as good as a little wolf dog?" After reading the poem, Leng Yan raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Feng Yin lightly. The calmer and more casual he was at the moment, Feng Yin My heart became more and more tense.

Fortunately, I was just complaining and didn't involve other sensitive topics, otherwise...

"I read a romance novel in which the domineering president fell in love with me, so I just said it casually." Feng Yin explained softly, but Zhan Luming snorted disdainfully.