Cannon Fodder Counterattack: BOSS, you follow me

Chapter 97 Lovesickness Shark Tears 19
When He Lansheng heard Ye Moyan's words, his whole body became even darker.

What do you mean you can't get out of bed!Isn't this trampling his masculine dignity under his feet?

Lan Ling also turned dark, this beauty is "so fierce", I haha ​​his face.

Both Lan Ling and He Lansheng were fully dressed, and then they opened the door and went out.

As soon as the door was opened, I saw a large group of Yingying and Yanyan, their eyes glued to the densely packed "little strawberries" on Lanling's neck, wishing to swallow Lanling alive.

But because Ye Moyan and He Lansheng were here, they couldn't express their breath, and forced to smile at Lan Ling:

"My sister seemed to have really won the heart of the master last night. We sisters are so envious."

Lan Ling smiled shyly, stroked the pendant on her ear, secretly forgot He Lansheng's face, then blushed, lowered her head and struggled with the handkerchief and did not speak.

Those present were all experienced personnel, how could they not see what Lan Ling's reaction represented at this time.

Last night seemed to be quite a tumultuous one.

The group of women in the backyard gritted their silver teeth, grabbed the hand of the servant girl, and didn't even know the blood stains came out.

Although Ye Moyan knew it was a fake, he was completely absent from Lan Ling's eyes. He had never looked at him since he came in, but he kept looking at He Lansheng, which made the little prince very upset.

If he is unhappy, he will use his sense of presence, and as soon as he brushes his sense of presence, he will attract hatred.

really……

Ye Moyan changed from his previous aloof style, holding a folding fan in his hand, pointed at He Lansheng's face that was still swollen to half the sky, shook his head as if regretting and said:

"My lord, it's all my lord's fault. The shot was too heavy. Look at this face, the swelling hasn't subsided yet."

Ye Moyan's words successfully drew everyone's attention to He Lansheng's beaten face that looked like a pig's head.

Although after one night, plus medication, the swelling has subsided a lot, but it is still swollen together, not to mention there is a Ye Moyan next to it for comparison.

Lan Ling held back his laughter, he really wanted to say something at this moment: I beg He Lansheng's psychological shadow area.

He Lansheng didn't seem to be angry, but still smiled and said to Ye Mo:
"It doesn't matter, the lord is strong, and it's an honor for me to compete with the lord." Then he turned his face and said to Chu Yunyao:
"Ma'am, hurry up and prepare breakfast. The prince is coming to the humble house. No matter what, let the prince taste the skills of the official chef again."

Lan Ling raised her head slightly in surprise. Ye Moyan humiliated him so much, but he didn't care about it, and even left Ye Moyan to have breakfast here.

Sure enough, the prime minister's belly is easy to punt?Or is it to please Ye Moyan?

Lan Ling's heart was beating a small drum. If this was the case, she speculated that He Lansheng's image of not admiring glory and fortune was all pretending. He valued power more than anyone else.

Ye Moyan looked at Lan Ling's thoughtful look, and guessed that she must have seen He Lansheng's character clearly.

Walking over to Lan Ling, she smiled enchantingly, and after seeing Lan Ling's dazed look, she strode forward in a good mood.

Lan Ling felt a little confused, why did he feel that the smile just now seemed familiar?

Such an eerie familiarity.

Lan Ling always felt that she had seen this smile somewhere before, and it was very familiar, but when she thought about it carefully, it became blurred again.

"Xiao Er, do you think the little prince is a little strange?"

Xiaoer shook his head: "No, what's so strange?"

Lan Ling frowned and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)