Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 1512 is so embarrassing

Different from Gong Siyu Ai Ling's stubborn, paranoid and desperate desperateness, Feng Jinxuan’s affection for A Luo is introverted and deep. After all, Feng Jinxuan's temperament is as pale as water, clear and cold, like the thousands of years of snow on the top of Changbai Mountain. , Biting, and not profane, looks like a modest gentleman, elegant as jade, but in fact it refuses people thousands of miles away.

"You think it's just what you think! What you think is true?"

Gong Siyu had a sullen face, staring at his best friend with an "unsatisfied" cold gaze. He was also young. If Gong Siyu used his method of Feng Jinxuan to chase spirits, hehe , Now it may not even be possible to get married.

"A Luo came out of Wuliang Mountain because of me. She has no relatives, no support, only me, isn't it?"

Gong Siyu stared at Feng Jinxuan deeply and sharply. He was holding the wine cup and wanted to take a sip. He heard Feng Jinxuan's ridiculous remarks that he still insisted on his own opinion. Suddenly, he poured the sake in the wine cup on Feng Jin. Xuan's face.

"It's time to wake up, she doesn't need you at all, she just loves you to stay with you, a person who can live for thousands of years in a place like Wuliangshan alone, how could she not live without you? She doesn't need to rely on !"

Under the bright moonlight, in the secluded courtyard, even if he was splashed with sake on his face, Feng Jinxuan still gave people a sense of immortality without eating the fireworks. He looked lonely and bowed his head, brushing away the wine. Zhuo asked softly, "Siyu, you teach me, teach me how to do it... I only have A Luo, I have no experience... I used to hold her and coax her, so I won’t be angry with me for a while, but this time……"

Gong Siyu exhaled a deep breath, saying this as if he was rich in experience. When he was a human emperor, isn't he the only one now? But think about it thousands of years ago, he also lost his love, learned so many lessons, and finally became a master who likes to stalk his wife.

"I can help you, but, are you sure you can do my tricks?"

"For example?" Feng Jinxuan was stunned.

Gong Siyu turned sideways, attached to Feng Jinxuan's ear, and whispered a few words...

"that's fine?"

"Try it first to see the effect, at least this trick is not good enough for Guier..."

"But A Luo doesn't know where he is now, nor is he going home, I..."

"It's okay, Guier is with her now, I can tell Guier to let her bring people back..."

The two men were whispering in the quiet courtyard at night, calculating something.

However, there was no need for Gong Siyu to spend any trouble to get Lingyu to bring A Luo back, because, it was a coincidence, that Lingyu and A Luo pushed in and returned shortly after they "discussed the plan".

Before A Luo, Feng Jinxuan lived alone in this ancient courtyard house with a high price.

Different from Lingyu and their big house, Feng Jinxuan is proficient in the strange formations, so there are organs and formations everywhere in this courtyard. If you make a mistake, you will be trapped.

In the quaint Chinese-style courtyard, late at night, green plants can be seen everywhere, all kinds of rare flowers blooming in full bloom, and some rare antique ornaments are placed among the flowers as decoration. Not far away, the moonlight pool water complements each other. Pavilions and pavilions.

The red gauze is masked, wrapped in a long red lotus dress, the red gauze is flowing, and the tassels on the temples are slightly swinging. A Luo walked forward, whispering softly, and confessed to the spirit behind him: "Follow my steps, he I have set up a lot of circles and traps at home, and it’s bad if I take a wrong step."

"Do you have much stuff?"

Behind him, Lingyu suddenly asked, but he didn't want A Luo to stop, and his figure was startled.

When I came, I was light and I didn’t have much. When I came back to take my luggage, I was actually just trying to find an excuse to see that person for the last time. A trace of melancholy flashed in A Luo’s charming and cold willow eyes, and she laughed at herself. Answer: "Not much."

Stepping on the intestines of the gravel road, and finally out of the flowery, leafy path.

Lingyu and A Luo were stunned.

He happened to meet the two men sitting in the courtyard.

The delicate eyebrows flashed with surprise, "Aren't you at home?" He glanced at the wine cup on the table, black face, "Did you come to drink?"

"My brother is not upset, come and teach him how to be a man! He didn't drink a few sips..."

Ling Jing glanced coldly at Feng Jinxuan who was still sitting there, like a log, pouring his own wine, but said nothing, and then said: "I'll accompany A Luo to get things."

"What?" Gong Siyu asked for Feng Jinxuan.

"Luggage, Aluo...will not stay here in the future."

Hearing this, Feng Jinxuan glared sharply at himself and made a small look, his eyes seemed to be saying, why drink? Drinking a wife is really gone!

But Feng Jinxuan just kept drinking there, without saying a word, his eyes were clear and cold, and he seemed indifferent on the surface, but in fact he was overwhelmed.

Aluo lightly glanced at the man who was sitting under the moon and drunk his sorrows. He did not enter the house, but was looking for something among the lush flowers. After a while, she lifted the skirt and turned to the two mouths and stood still The lower coffin walked over and picked up the half-human zombie baby in the coffin.

Leng Leng alienated: "Come and go lightly, I just came to take away these two little rice dumplings."

The zombie babies are the little zongzis. They were the "cuties" that A Luo and Feng Jinxuan had caught and kept as pets before, and A Luo loved them very much.

"Agui, let's go."

A Luo didn’t look at Feng Jinxuan again, let Lingyu take a little zombie to hold him, holding the other one by himself, and was about to turn around and leave the courtyard, but at this moment, Feng Jinxuan slammed After falling into the wine cup, she stood up suddenly, a flash of aura, appeared in front of A Luo, blocking her path.

As the saying goes, "wine is strong and courageous" seems to be the reason.

Wearing a white uniform of the Director of the General Administration of the Three Realms, a delicate badge on his shoulders, a crescent-white silver-silk and blue-patterned buckle robe, Feng Jinxuan standing in front of Aluo, his body is naturally dusty, too much Beautiful, too clean, clean and pure, spotless.

It's just that those eyes that should have looked indifferent and alienated from everything, staring at A Luo at this moment, with a trace of anxiety and helplessness, and occasionally glanced at Miyajiyu.

On the other hand, Gong Siyu, not far behind A Luo, eagerly made gestures to Feng Jinxuan: the gesture of holding, the gesture of carrying, or knocking out and locking it in the house directly, or tied up. ...

But no matter how Gong Siyu mentioned Feng Jinxuan, Feng Jinxuan was like a wooden stake, blocking A Luo's way, but he didn't say anything, didn't do anything, and he couldn't say what he wanted to do. , Can’t take that step too late.

In the end, Gong Siyu was completely speechless, sighed, closed his eyes and shook his head.

What a shame!

(End of this chapter)