Liang Qiuyan researched and whispered: "The original Alang called Feng Lingran."

She chewed the words "Feng Lingran" several times and became more and more happy.

Her name is really good, very consistent with her A Lang's demeanor and cool temperament.

Unlike the Liangqiu warriors, they are dark and wild, and their names are wild, like the horses and eagle on the grasslands.

Two very different men, but Liang Qiuyan researched the love of Feng Lingran, a white-looking and beautiful man.

Liang Qiu Yan Yan is planning to unravel Feng Lingran's abdomen that was sealed and repaired tomorrow, but she changed her mind now and gave Feng Lingran a point in advance.

"Alang..."

"I don't call Alang, huh?"

Feng Ling's cool eyes shot at her, like ice thorns, cold to the bones.

Liang Qiu Yan Yan was picked up, she subconsciously stepped back two steps, as if to maintain a safe distance, not to be shot by Feng Lingran chilly eyes.

"Feng...Feng Lingran." She changed her mouth and thought that he was not a Liangqiu person and did not understand the meaning of Alang. It would be normal to be angry.

Moreover, Liang Qiuyan studied the wild woman in this bone. She did not like the weak white face. She liked the character man, just like Feng Lingran.

In the momentum, even she was crushed.

The entire Liangqiu family, except the aunt, has not yet done the second person.

Feng Lingran did it.

Liang Qiu Yan Yan admired Feng Lingran, her eyes flashed with a pleasant glow, continued: "I have solved the seal for you, you will have a good rest tonight, I look forward to your performance tomorrow."

After Liang Qiu Yanyan finished speaking, his cheeks turned hot and turned away.

Outside the cool wind hit, blowing her face cold air, her face did not fade at all, her eyes flow, as if eating a sweet little daughter's house, full of affection.

"A research."

A rough voice interrupted the fascinating expression of Liang Qiuyan's research. She looked up and saw the young man wearing a tiger skin standing in front of her. The man's complexion was bronzed, the facial features were three-dimensional, and the deep pupil was like a eagle. .

The call sign is the true warrior of the Liangqiu family who has won for three consecutive years. His appearance is as good as his strength. Almost all unmarried women of the Liangqiu family love him.

Before Feng Lingran did not appear, Liang Qiuyan studied that the call sign was good.

But now, Liang Qiu Yanyan feels that the call sign and Feng Lingran stand together, and it is simply not as good as Feng Lingran. He is not as handsome as Feng Ling, no Feng Ling is white, and there is no cold temperament of Feng Ling.

Liang Qiuyan studied at the moment to compare the two people. I feel that the call sign is not as good as Feng Lingran. Even the height is high. I also feel that the call sign is not as high as the phoenix.

"So late, you don't go to sleep, come here to find me?" Liang Qiuyan researched his eyebrows, and said something impatiently.

The call sign looked at her with horror, as if she knew her on the first day.

He did not believe in shaking his head: "Ayan, I used to come to you, you never talk to me like this, in just a few days, you will change."

The call sign suddenly pointed to the private house of Liang Qiuyan: "Is it because the kid is right? You lost the soul of the kid, you don't want to see me right now?"

"Call sign, you are arrogant, don't forget, I am the princess of the Liangqiu family. I can't take care of you. I also have nothing to do with you, except when I grew up together. It was very late, the princess was tired and went to rest."

The call sign looked at the back of Liang Qiuyan's departure. His heart seemed to be torn apart. His eyes were covered with blood red. Now, for the man, Ayan is so worried about his relationship with him.