Princess Against the World

"Grandpa... You'd better stop laughing... Don't you forget?! Wait a moment, the grandson will be back! By then, will you be able to laugh?"

"..."

Don't wait for a while, now Ling Bufan can't laugh anymore.

Xiao Yong, that is the most arrogant star in the capital's generation, Ling Luoyu is not comparable to others at all.

Just as he was depressed, Ling Luoyu suddenly made a "Huh".

At the door, Fang Cheng's first paper fan was watching the guests in the room leisurely.

His eyes met, and he saw Ling Luoyu at the same time.

"Ha... Ling Sanshao..."

The paper fan was mad, and he came out laughing.

Looking at it like that, it seems that he and Ling Luoyu have been good brothers for many years, not the one who killed her at all.

For Ling Luoyu in the past, his brain capacity was really too small, so he remembered eating and not beating.

Even if she was bullied outside, as long as that person gave her a little favor, she would definitely ignore the past of being bullied.

Take today's case for example.

In the past, when Fang Cheng greeted him so warmly, Ling Luoyu must have greeted him in a stubborn manner, calling others brothers and sisters, shoving cups and changing cups, and forgetting all the things that he had been abused.

"This damn thing!" Ling Bufan's fingertips rattled.

He knew exactly what Fang Cheng had done to Ling Luoyu.

If it weren't for Ling Luoyu's great fate, even if he hadn't been killed at this time, his face would have been burnt.

Ling Luoyu's lips moved slightly, and a voice as thin as a mosquito pierced into Ling Bufan's ears.

"Grandpa, it's just a bull's knife to kill a chicken. It's just a matter of cleaning up a party. It's not necessary for you, the prince of the country, to go out in person..."

Turning his head slightly, Ling Luoyu smiled evilly.

"If you do it, you're really flattering him!"

She stroked Ling Bufan's hand lightly and greeted him with a big smile.

"Haha, Young Master Fang..."

"Ling Sanshao..."

The two laughed uncontrollably and instantly became the focus of the room.

Even with Ling Bufan standing in the line, everyone's faces still showed disgust.

It's so uneducated.

In the case of this kind of full of guests, it is actually so arrogant.

However, it is not the first time they have encountered such a thing. After getting angry, they can only endure their arrogance.

Fang Cheng laughed and patted Ling Luoyu's shoulder: "Ling Sanshao, I haven't seen you for some days, you really miss me brother..."

"Snapped!"

Ling Luoyu nibbled at the paper fan, and like a dragonfly, tapped on Fang Sheng's wrist, centered on the wrist bone.

Fang Cheng was in pain, took a deep breath, and withdrew his hand.

Ling Luoyu didn't seem to know that he was making him suffer, the folding fan shook lightly, the smile shone brightly, and the black eyes gleamed with an evil and charming light.

"Master Fang, what do you think about me? But I'm thinking, I didn't kill Master Ben last time. This time I have to change the game until I kill Master Ben?"

The words were acerbic, and the words were bloody.

Fang Cheng seemed to have forgotten the pain in his wrist, looked at Ling Luoyu in disbelief, and forced a smile as if he had just woken up from a dream after a long time.

"Ling Sanshao... Where did you start with this?"

"Where do you start? If Young Master Fang forgets, I don't mind telling you from the beginning..."

Ling Luoyu put the folding fan into the back waist, pointed slightly to the bow, and snapped two fingers.

"Bring something..."

Tie Shi quickly brought a stick with the thickness of his arm forward: "Three young masters..."