The Young Lord of the Dayan Empire (5)

Feng Wu rubbed her temple. "Be serious."

Feng Xiaoqi said, "I'm telling the truth. That's what he told me."

After that, Feng Xiaoqi even gave the teenager in blue a provoking look.

The teenager in the blue robe looked at him with a half-smile, and Feng Xiaoqi stiffened again. He looked nervous and in awe.

The teenager walked in and moved Feng Xiaoqi away from Feng Wu. Feng Xiaoqi didn't dare to utter a word and could only look at the teenager with a pitiful look on his face.

Feng Wu glared at him. "Luo Zilin, what's wrong with you? He's my brother."

The teenager glanced at Feng Wu and the person lying on the bed. For a moment, he seemed to let out a breath of relief.

Rising to her feet, Feng Wu blocked the teenager's view and narrowed her eyes. "I'm going to ask you to leave now."

Instead of going out, the teenager walked past Feng Wu, went up to Lady Xuanji's bed, and stared at the beautiful woman.