Godly Farmer Doctor: Arrogant Husband, Can’t Afford to Offend!

Of course, Yuan Lao’s words can only be thought out in my heart. I dare not say it, or I will be killed by the blind eyes of the son.

Just when Hu Feng and Bai Yu’s horse arrived at the gate of Qingfengyuan, the guards had not stepped forward and the door opened.

Hu Feng held the white horse and lowered his eyes, then he saw the Song Lang sitting in the courtyard.

The guy shook his folding fan and looked like a self-deprecating look. His eyes stared straight at the white scorpion, and when they saw their overlapping hands, the brow wrinkled into a Sichuan word.

It seems that Hu Feng is holding his wife-

Subconsciously, Hu Feng pulled the white scorpion behind him and frowned.

"It seems that Song Gongzi is waiting for me."

Song Lang finally stopped the action of the fan, he may not know, the original rosy lips, already have a purple color, who let him take off the cotton gown today, put on the brocade, still sitting in the cold wind Shake the fan in the courtyard, can't you find it?

Song Lang shook his head, his face pulled out the smile he thought was the most perfect, but then he found that his face was a little stiff, so he coughed and said: "No!", he looked over Hu Feng. Look behind him.

The white pheasant came out, the clear watery eyes looked back at Song Lang, the beautiful eyebrows gently picked up, and the jade face showed a cold meaning: "So, you are waiting for me!"

Song Lang got up and walked two steps toward the white scorpion. He felt the cold eyes of Jin Wang sweeping away. He stopped and smiled. "Yes, I am waiting for you, you can count it."

Bai Hao looked at him and smiled lightly: "If I come later, are you planning to sit in this cold?"

On the face of Song Lang, the smile was slightly stiff, and a **** rushed up. When the face was red, fortunately, there was a lot of sun in the sun recently, and the face was not as white as before, otherwise the adult would be lost.

"White girl really loves to laugh!"

Hu Feng Shen said: "Since you are here, you must know what we are going to do."

Song Lang nodded: "Of course I know, but I must have known you. This is a heart-wrenching. Although I know its existence, it is not that I am getting into Kyoto. Some people use my name to do evil."

Hu Fengdao: "I know that I know, you don't have to remind me, let's talk about it, you can have it?"

Song Lang shook his head: "I certainly don't have it. I don't have this, and I don't have any friends or relatives. What do I do with this antidote? What do you do with me?"

Hu Feng’s heart is burning, but for the master and the father, for the thousands of people in the city, he can only bear the temper of this time, and ask: "What is the Wei family's cheats?"

Song Lang shrugged: "Of course in my hands."

"Get it!" Hu Fengdao.

Song Lang sneered: "Get it? Why? Because you are the King of Chu, is your face bigger than the average person?"

After the wind and Hu Feng’s post, he heard this, and the sword was pulled up, but he was stopped by Hu Feng: “Retreat!”

Fu Zheng took a look at Song Lang, his teeth retreat, but his hand was always on the hilt. As long as the guy said something hard to hear, he immediately wanted him to regret it.

Hu Feng’s gaze once again fell on Song Lang’s body: “It seems that Song Gongzi is here, not on the rise.”

Song Lang chuckled, his eyes drifted involuntarily to the day, and today she is different from what she had seen before.

When she saw her for the first time, she was awkward but calm and timid.

The second time she saw her, the light on her body pierced into his heart, and her appearance was engraved in his mind and lingering.