Miss Eight Series Summoner

Feng Xi laughed: "You should ask Fuyu about this. What's the use of asking me?"

Zuo Yufei frowned, remembering that he had asked this question before, and Fuyu replied with a grin: "Because you are handsome."

Being so superficial makes him feel disgusted.

"But I don't like her, even I'm bored."

This sentence happened to fall into the two types of frustration. Pharaoh felt frustrated and felt helpless in his heart.

"What's the matter with me?"

Feng Xi frowned. It was not that she disliked Zuo Yufei like this. It was just the relationship between the two and how she could comment on it. It would be better for An Sheng to watch it. The final result is only by fate.

"She kissed me yesterday." Zuo Yufei frowned, with a trace of disgust in his eyes, and continued: "If there is another time, don't blame me for being cruel."

Fuyu was cold for a while. It turned out that her bold move yesterday made Zuo Yufei so dissatisfied. If it weren't for her friendship with Fengxi, I'm afraid it would have been a different place now.

"what do you want to say?"

Feng Xi was upset in her heart, thinking of the joyful appearance of Fu Yu yesterday, she was actually a little bit worthless in her heart.

"I didn't do it, just because of you, but if there is another next time, even you can't change it. I don't think you don't want to lack a fortuneteller in the team. I hope you can convey it. To put it bluntly, stay away from me. "

After Zuo Yufei finished speaking, he turned and left. Fengxi stood there, clenching his fists, and suddenly said coldly: "There is no shortage of fortune-tellers in my team. What is lacking is flavour. If you dare, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zuo Yufei gritted his teeth and turned his head.

"Windy, don't do whatever I want depending on how I like you!"

Feng Xi snorted coldly and said, "I regard you as partners together. Even if it is Jin Jiaye, if you face a choice, you will be abandoned by me if you have to. First, I am the captain, and secondly, our affection. I hope there will be an inside bar in my team."

After a few words, Zuo Yufei was speechless, staring at Fengxi for a long time, and then resolutely turned and left.

Feng Xi was silent for a long time in the same place, and then suddenly said: "Fresh, Pharaoh, come out."

The frustration behind the tree had already burst into tears. The Pharaoh was taken aback. He had been discovered long ago. He sighed and leaped down with Fuyu and stood in front of Fengxi.

The Pharaoh felt embarrassed when he couldn't make a sound of sobbing, and he immediately left after a few nonsense, leaving only the two of them.

"Fuyu..."

Feng Xi sighed, her heart hurt but there was no other way. She couldn't possibly let the author Zuo Yufei like Fu Yu, nor could she let Fu Yu forget for a moment.

"I, I'm okay, I just... feel a little sad..."

He smiled far-fetched and said nothing happened, but his tears could not be wiped clean.

Feng Xi was helpless, so she hugged Feng Xi into her arms, and cried loudly as she sobbed.

Zuo Yufei didn't go far, but was hiding not far away. With the sound of melancholy crying, he was actually annoyed. He waved off a branch and flew away.

Feng Xi looked at that calmly, and after taking it to Fu Yu, she took out her handkerchief and gently wiped her swollen eye sockets. Fu Yu's nose became sore, and almost shedding tears, she quickly grabbed the handkerchief and wiped it herself.

Seeing that Fuyu was all right, he pulled Fuyu back together. The Pharaoh, who was chewing on the grass roots on the grass, immediately sat up when the two came back.

If there is a fight later, should he help Fengxi or Zuo Yufei?