The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Jiang He withdrew from the room, went to another room to change clothes, hurriedly changed and went straight to Song Linfeng's room.

Song Linfeng just took off his outer shirt, revealing his thin upper body, when Jiang He stepped in and couldn't move.

She hurriedly turned her back and closed her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I thought you you you..."

Why is she stuttering now!

This is not in line with her temperament at all!

Song Linfeng just let out a low laugh.

"No problem."

Jiang He couldn't help but feel distracted when he heard the sound of him changing clothes.

Although I only saw Xu for a moment just now, that scene still lingers in Jiang He's mind.

Obviously looks weak, but the upper body is extremely beautiful, with a thin waist, and even the abdominal muscles that are exposed because of the thinness on the lower abdomen, it must feel good to the touch.

Jiang He suddenly felt a little dry mouth.

After a while, she asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

"Ah."

Only then did Jiang He turn around slowly, and Song Linfeng had already changed into a long gown, which looked a bit loose on him, and the waist was all loose.

Jiang He didn't know what to think of, and half of his ears turned red.

"Thank you, Miss Jiang, for saving me. After all, this is the third time Miss Jiang has been saved."

Song Linfeng walked slowly in front of Jiang He, his eyes fell on Jiang He, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Jiang He was startled, then scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Two of those three times were because of her.

"You're welcome, it's... that's what I should do."

Song Linfeng looked at the top of her jet-black hair, which was tied into a high ponytail with a red ribbon tied on it.

His eyes moved slightly.

"Miss Jiang, I am not ignorant of compliments. Since Miss Jiang is kind to me, in return, I will do my best to satisfy Miss Jiang's request."

When Jiang He heard this, he suddenly looked up at him.

Seeing that his face was as usual, and he didn't seem to be lying, Jiang He's mind instantly became active.

She tentatively asked, "Can I ask for anything?"

Song Linfeng smiled slightly: "Of course."

"Then I-"

"Except for a physical promise."

Jiang He: ...

The originally turbulent heart was completely cooled because of these words.

A little disappointment appeared on Jiang He's face, and he said, "Is it really not possible?"

"Since Miss Jiang has someone else in her heart, it's not easy to entangle with this subordinate anymore. Isn't it?"

Song Linfeng spoke in a calm and indifferent tone, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

Jiang He's eyes widened suddenly.

"I... I didn't, you misunderstood."

She suddenly understood that Song Linfeng was referring to Lan Ruo, she explained: "Lan Ruo and I don't have that kind of relationship, in my heart...I only have you in my heart."

"Lan Ruo?"

Song Linfeng took a step forward, bent down, and his eyes were level with Jiang He.

"There is a famous brand named Lan Ruo in the Zhuli Pavilion in the capital city. Could it be this young master?"

Seeing him approaching, Jiang He's scalp was numb, and his heart was secretly sweet.

She nodded.

"It's him."

"Then Miss Jiang invited him to the boat today, could it be that she just wanted to hear him play the piano?"

Jiang He nodded like pounding garlic.

"exactly."

"..."

Song Linfeng pursed his lips and stopped speaking.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

And Jiang He, whose head was a little insufficient, suddenly realized something. Thinking of Wei Rou telling her about today's plan, and Song Linfeng's performance now, an incredible guess welled up in her mind.

"Song Linfeng, you...are you jealous?"