Shaolin monk

The memories that can be looked back are all piled up at the bottom of his heart, and he has been able to face them calmly when he occasionally flips them up. Ling Duoduo smiled slightly and analyzed: "Even if Miss Yan doesn't care, do you think Hong Xiguan will care about it?" ? Doesn't he doubt that following him can't give Miss Yan a better life? "

Fang Shiyu was taken aback.

"And Miss Yan doesn't care, so Master Yan doesn't necessarily care, right? Maybe he said something to Officer Hong Xi, warning this poor boy to stay away from his precious daughter. It's also possible."

The more Fang Shiyu thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. He nodded frequently and said, "Yes, you are right. Wing Chun is the only daughter of Lord Yan Zhanyan. It is very likely that he really troubled Xiguan in private?"

Every couple of young men and women in free love seems to be able to meet an incomprehensible villain, the old man, Ling Duoduo smiled and said nothing.

Fang Shiyu's gaze had obviously changed when he saw him. This boy from Guangzhou was completely overwhelmed by a monk's precise emotional analysis ability.

After being silent for a long time, he resolutely made the only correct choice in this situation - throwing himself on the ground, hugging his thighs tightly, and surrendering at Ling Duoduo's feet: "Dashi!"