Laughing and Yelling and Betting

Therefore, Yin Fufeng wanted to study it carefully to see what was in her head.

But just then, the door was pushed open by someone, scaring Yin Fufeng, he raised his head and looked, what entered his sight was a depressed Qin Shuo.

He touched his chest and thought, luckily I didn't lose my temper earlier, otherwise I would be the one dying.

Didn't my cousin just see me? Why is he here again? Do you have nothing better to do?

Did you have a quarrel with your cousin? Yin Fufeng rubbed his nose, secretly pondering.

"Yin Fufeng, you aren't thinking of chasing us out, are you?" Qin Shuo frowned and asked, his gaze fixated on Yin Fufeng. Seeing his eyes flicker, Qin Shuo could not help but ask him.

"Haha, not at all. His Majesty really knows how to joke." Yin Fufeng said with a smile that was not really a smile, but he had grasped a key word in his heart.

Before he came here, his cousin had already been chased away many times?