I Have Six Big Cubs

Not only that, he also carried the container with him every day.

She never thought that her former friend would do such a thing!

"No, in terms of shamelessness, no one can compare to Feng Ming. Xiaoyan, besides him, there are others in this world who treat you well. But he deprived you of your power."

"So you used a more extreme method to get me into a desperate situation? Do you know how I survived those dark days?"

Even if she didn't remember everything, she could perceive her feeling of despair at the time through the fragmentary pictures.

"Xiao Yan, how can you think that? The days when you are with Feng Ming are the hardest. Just ask, are you really happy? You have to pretend to deal with this, deal with that, countless intrigue, that is Do you like life?"

"Enough of you!" Shen Yan interrupted him abruptly, "You are not me, how do you know that I am unhappy? Feng Ming, hand him over to the police, saying it was an attempted murder and detaining him for a period of time. "

"No! Madam, Jing Yi is a scheming man. He must have a way to escape from sin. We can't hand him out so lightly." Shadow said.

Feng Ming glanced at him with a warning look, and said to Shen Yan: "Okay, you are the master."

Shen Yan was a little tired, and pushed him out, "I'm going to make breakfast."

Behind him, Jing Yi smiled suddenly.

"Shen Yan, Shen Yan, you were planted in his hands a thousand years ago. After a thousand years, you obviously have a chance to escape him, but you chose to stay. You will definitely regret your current choice!"

No one paid any attention to him.

After returning to the front yard, Shen Yan entered the kitchen, closed the door, and separated himself from a quiet world.

She heard Jing Yi's words, and said that it was false that it was not touched.

But, will she really regret it?

When she was in Shizi Mansion, although she yearned for the outside life every day, although she occasionally complained about the life of intrigue, but when she was with Feng Ming, she never felt that she didn't like this kind of life.

She didn't understand before, but now she knows it vaguely.

Feng Ming looked at the closed glass door with a deep and unreasonable expression.

After a long time, he retracted his gaze and turned the wheelchair back to the backyard again.

Jing Yi didn't seem surprised at all that he would come back, and made no secret of the mockery, "Shen Yan believes in you now, just because she hasn't figured it out yet. When she figured it out, she will naturally understand my painstaking efforts. Feng Ming, Thousands of years ago you worked hard to save her life, and you tried your best to stay with her to live for a thousand years. Do you think this will keep her heart?"

Feng Ming said blankly, but he said something else, "Who is behind the scenes?"

Jing Yi was surprised, "What are you talking about?"

"Stop acting, I know you don't have the ability to do this. If you explain the master behind the scenes, I may still deal with it lightly."

A dark glow flashed in Jing Yi's eyes, "I did this by myself, where is the master behind the scenes."

"You? Three thousand years have passed, and you are still so unaware of yourself."

"Feng Ming, don't deceive others too much!"

"Give you another chance to confess the master behind the scenes, and I can spare you not to die."

In the last sentence, Feng Ming's aura changed.

Jing Yi only felt the pressure coming, and suddenly it became difficult to breathe.

"How many times you ask, there is only one answer. There is no behind-the-scenes leader. I did it all by myself!"

"Toast, not eat or drink fine wine!" Feng Ming's voice was as cold as ice, as he was about to make a move, the shadow of anxious voice came from outside the door.

"Master, Madam is coming here."