Dote on My Husband Only in Another World

Xiao Ziyu was practicing calligraphy when Xiao Ziyu pushed open the door of Feng Qingyang's room with a smile.

"Are you looking for me?" Xiao Ziyu walked in carelessly, and when he came to the table, looking at the big characters on the table, he couldn't help saying, "The writing is good, but it's worse than mine..."

Young Master Feng was shocked and looked up at him, "What did you say?"

"I said, your writing is worse than mine."

If it was someone else who said this, Young Master Feng would probably believe it a little bit, but when he was called this person in front of him, Young Master Feng was so angry that he almost vomited blood.As for him, Feng Qingyang, although he couldn't practice martial arts at home, his handwriting was really good. Even his father, who was never stingy with compliments, would nod his head in praise after reading his pen and ink, which was not bad.In front of the strict father, the word "okay" is the greatest recognition for him.

So Young Master Feng was not convinced, "Why don't you come."

The young man was also unwilling to admit defeat, so he rolled up his sleeves and said, "If I come, I will come."

The person in front of the desk was replaced by a young man, and Feng Qingyang stood aside to grind for him.The boy held a pen and rolled up his sleeves.He wrote very seriously, but the serious boy seemed to have an indescribable charm. Feng Qingyang watched from the side, almost infatuated.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the young man's face through the window, casting a layer of halo on his face, making him look a little hazy, but it made Feng Qingyang bewildered.

"Okay." The boy raised his head and looked at him proudly, as if he was waiting for a compliment.

Feng Qingyang came back to his senses and hurried forward, but was shocked when he saw it, he opened his mouth wide and couldn't utter a word.

The boy was very proud, "Is it better than yours?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, Young Master Feng still nodded, "It's really well written."

When I looked at the boy again after that, the look in his eyes was different again.This young man is simply amazing. The more he gets along with the young man these days, Feng Qingyang is surprised to find that the young man brings him different surprises.The boy who drank wine under the moonlight with a lonely and sad face, the boy who stood in front of the counter and bargained with others, the boy who was good at calculating, and the boy who quietly wrote in the sunset...

No matter which one it is, it will definitely not be a boy who walked out of the field.

Temperament cannot be faked.

The temperament of a teenager definitely does not belong to the fields.

So Feng Qingyang looked at the young man in a daze, and said for a while, "Who the hell are you?"

The two stood very close, so close that their breath could hit each other's faces.

Xiao Ziyu raised his head, looked at that pretty face, those eyes as deep as a deep pool, and himself trapped in those eyes.

"I'm……"

Feng Qingyang's hand suddenly grabbed his arm, and from those eyes, Xiao Ziyu saw himself blushing, and heard the other's beating heart.

Let me go, anyway, in my previous life, I was also a big devil who lived among thousands of flowers without even a single leaf sticking to his body!What the hell is this blush?What the hell is a heartbeat?Beautiful boy, if you want to kiss, hurry up.If you don't hurry up, I can't help but want to overwhelm you! !

Xiao Ziyu was roaring in his heart, but it happened that the person in front of him just stopped coming forward.

Xiao Ziyu finally couldn't take a glance, and couldn't help but stepped forward and pushed the person on the table.

"..." This sudden turn of events obviously shocked our Young Master Feng.