Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Looking at the few well-packed and familiar little bow ties on the ground, Feng Lidan knelt down, picked up the white clothes on the ground and put it into the backpack.

"Dirty or not, put your clothes on the floor." Feng Litan said, his tone was not disgusting, but helpless.

Bai Yi looked up at the clothes put in the backpack and looked at Feng Lishan.

Feng Lidan looked at him, then avoided his eyes, and put all the things in the white clothes on the ground back for him.

After putting the things back in, Feng Lidan closed the zipper of the backpack again, and then looked back at Bai Yi.

Always free and easy, he was blunt and outspoken in front of any monsters and ghosts. Looking at the white clothes now, he didn't know how to speak.

"Actually... I didn't buy any plane tickets back to the Holy City."

Finally, Feng Lidan said the words.

The white clothes looked at the wind.

Coffee shop near the airport

The two sat opposite each other, and the white clothes looked at Feng Litan who was silent on the other side.

"You just said that you didn't buy a ticket to the Holy City? What do you mean? Aren't you going back to the Holy City?"

He didn't say anything, but Bai Yi asked actively.

Feng Lidan looked at him and said helplessly: "How can I tell you."

"What do you tell me? Just do you want to return to the holy city?" Bai Yi was inexplicable.

"I don't know how to tell you this."

He kept telling Bai Yi that he and Xiao Ai are from the Holy City.

Now if you tell him that you are not, what's the matter? How can you explain that you want to lie to him with such a thing?

"What's so hard to say?" Bai Yi didn't understand even more.

He looked at Feng Lidan, waiting for his answer, Feng Lidan also looked at him, wondering how to tell him.

Tell him he is Xiaobai? Is it a demon? Proper?

Feng Lidan looked at the white clothes, thinking for a long time, and didn't think about how to tell him, whether he should tell him or not.

Never thought that his dignified medicine king Fenglidan, the most unrestrained demon in the six realms, would one day be so difficult to do because of this little thing.

Yeah, what's the explanation? What explanation is needed? But for a mere mortal, how could he stand up to his windy explanation?

Wouldn't he just leave? Why should he use his brains to sit here?

Feng Lidan looked at the white clothes, one second, two seconds, three seconds...

No, he just left, this stinky boy can't fall out with him? Leaving him here alone, for more than two hours after he rode the broken thing back, his tears couldn't flow for dozens of miles.

Moreover, this silly boy saved him and treated Xiaobai sincerely. He is a dignified medicine king, how can he be a demon of low affection.

Bai Yi stared at him, his eyes were violent for a while, and he couldn't figure it out.

Feng Litan had a headache when he thought about it. Seeing that the tea in front of him was cold, he reached out and took it and took a sip to his mouth.

The result almost didn't come out.

He frowned, his face so ugly that he didn't know whether to swallow or vomit.

"Are you okay?" Bai Yi stood up.

Feng Lidan endured the bitterness, swallowed the contents of his mouth, and asked Bai Yi with a face of discomfort.

"What the **** is this? So bitter."

"Coffee." Bai Yi looked at the coffee that had been drunk by the wind.

"Why is it bitter?" Feng Lidan asked.

"Coffee is bitter." Bai Yi looked at the out-of-control Feng Li, and asked in surprise: "You, haven't you ever had coffee?"

He is such a rich young master, shouldn't he know coffee better? Even if you haven't drunk it, you don't know that coffee is bitter. Isn't this the simplest common sense?