Feng Zhuo had been a little overlord in Lingshan for a hundred years, but was struck back by lightning and returned to the interstellar world. He became a good-for-nothing young master from a wealthy family who was about to marry a "crazy" general.
He clenched his fists and smiled.
The fake young master of green tea wants to step on him and get the upper hand?
Beat!
The partial parents want to use him in exchange for benefits?
Kick!
As for the "crazy" fiancé who is said to be mentally violent and notorious?
Good guy, please help me.
Feng Zhuo smelled the faint fragrance in the air, and his eyes lit up.
It's his fragrant green crops!
Kiss it, lick it, take a dip!
Later, in the top military academy where nobles gathered, everyone was waiting to see the joke about the "connected person" in the airborne combat department.
Until the actual battle at the end of the term, facing the SSS-level king beast that accidentally broke in, no one could defeat it. Feng Zhuo sneered, turned into the true form of the divine bird, and swallowed it in one gulp.
Overloaded with energy, he shrank into a palm-sized ball of snow-white fur, and was carefully held in the palm of Qinghe's hand and taken home.
During the digestion period, the light brain was vibrating, and the fake young master's venomous rival sent a message:
If you kiss and lick people every day, and do all the intimacy as a lover but don't give them status, of course they will ignore you.
There was a "boom" in Feng Zhuo's head.
The closeness and possessiveness towards Qinghe for hundreds of years turned out to be love
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