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Chapter 1295 Rumors, not necessarily true

That old man pretended to be stupid at first!

What baby?

No matter how precious a baby is, he is not as good as his family!

Luo Qingfeng smiled helplessly and hugged him with both hands.

"Then do you know, who told you to go back?" She had been in seclusion for two months.

It’s just that the flow rate outside is different from the space time.

"No, they haven't arrived yet!" Feng Jinghong snorted lightly when he said this.

I don’t know who he wants to go back until now. After he goes back, he doesn’t even see the shadow of that person!

He was so angry that he wasted his time with his Xiao Qinger.

It's great to be with Xiao Qing'er in the Xiao family, why are you so anxious to ask him to go back? It's boring?

"Not arrived yet?" Luo Qingfeng raised his eyebrows.

Who would that be?

It has not arrived yet.

Dongmuguo, who is here?

"Oh, Qingfeng, let's not talk about this." Feng Jinghong saw the food on the table, let go of her and pulled her over.

With a thick eyebrows frowned, he said with a heartache: "Have you not eaten yet?"

"I'm not very hungry, but I really have something to ask you." Luo Qingfeng laughed.

But how did he find her?

Confused in his heart, Luo Qingfeng looked at Feng Jinghong suspiciously.

"I have another question," she said again.

"Hmm?" What?

"How did you find me?" Luo Qingfeng asked. She probably didn't tell anyone where she was.

Feng Jinghong smiled softly, his eyes full of doting.

He faced her, stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed her forehead.

"I didn't say that I have my mark here." There is a mark, and she can find it anywhere.

Imprint?

Luo Qingfeng touched his forehead and looked at him suspiciously.

"I thought you were just talking." Unexpectedly, it was really a mark.

His fingers moved slowly, landed on the tip of her nose, and gently tapped.

"How can you just talk about Qingfeng's affairs?" Since you have said it, of course you have to do it.

Luo Qingfeng laughed and nodded and replied: "Okay."

"Come on, eat something." He pulled her to sit down.

"No, we..."

"Qingfeng, I can feed you for my husband." The smile-sucking eyes swept across the red lips, and the emotions in the eyes became stronger.

Luo Qingfeng said that he slapped his mouth and swallowed it back.

Forget it, just eat it.

Let him feed him, who knows what method to use!

Picking up the bowls and chopsticks, Luo Qingfeng turned his head and said, "Or why I'll ask while eating?"

"What do you want to know?" Feng Jinghong asked in confusion, taking the chopsticks in her hand and picking up all the dishes on the table.

Luo Qingfeng saw his actions and looked down at him, and his head was covered in black.

Before I even started eating, a small mountain was already full of the bowl.

"Eat." He pointed.

"Okay." Luo Qingfeng nodded, his eyes rolled for a moment, and she smiled and said, "Can you find out what Su Luohe is doing recently?"

There is no wind and no waves.

Since there is this rumor, it is better to pay attention to it.

If Su Luohe really came to the fourth family of the Spirit Master for her, she would still let the Meigui stop appearing in the latest period.

"Suluohe is in the imperial capital." Feng Jinghong said in confusion, why are you asking this?

"Imperial Capital? Donglin Kingdom?" The rumor is not necessarily true.

"Well, but he is indeed interested in the ghost alchemist recently and sent a lot of people to find it." Feng Jinghong smiled mysteriously.
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