Unexpectedly, this voice was heard by Feng Yunzhe.
Feng Yunzhe's face suddenly turned green and he looked at Beiyan Murong, "Beiyan Murong, what were you thinking just now?"
Beiyan Murong was stunned for a moment, looked at Feng Yunzhe, and said thoughtfully, "Can you read minds?"
Feng Yunzhe also froze, looked at his hands, and said hesitantly, "I don't know, it seems like I can do it or not."
Seeing Feng Yunzhe's appearance, Jiang Ming looked at him with concern, "What's wrong with you? If you have anything, just tell me."
Feng Yunzhe scratched his head, "I seemed to have activated some skills just now. I might really be able to read minds."
"That's a good thing."
When he said this, Jiang Ming's eyes deliberately met Beiyan Murong's.
Beiyan Murong suddenly felt guilty.
It's better now, he can't think about things anymore.
"Yes."
Feng Yunche nodded seriously.
Beiyan Murong suddenly panicked and simply stopped thinking about things.
"Master Beiyan Murong's tea seems to be brewed by himself. I am very interested."
The head of the Long family started talking at this time, livening up the atmosphere.
Although he didn't know what Beiyan Murong wanted to do, he just couldn't do it while standing.
It's already extremely hot today, so I can't stand here anymore.
Hearing the words of Patriarch Long, Beiyan Murong reacted and then looked at everyone, "Since Patriarch Long likes it, everyone can follow me in."
Princess Qingmiao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then raised her feet and walked forward, "Finally we went in. I was so hot just now."
"As expected, she is the most beloved princess in the Qingmiao Kingdom. She can't bear the heat."
The little madman teased slightly.
Princess Qingmiao was unhappy, "Aren't you hot? What are you talking about me for?"
The little lunatic coughed, "It's just a joke, don't take it too seriously."
"Then just pretend I never showed up."
After seeing the little madman saying this, Princess Qingmiao also gave the little madman a step down.
She fanned her fan vigorously, complaining secretly in her heart.
This broken sky is really hot.
But the child was still crying and fussing, and was very miserable. People who didn't know it thought how the child had been treated.
"Send this child to a servant to take care of him."
Jiang Ming glanced at the boy and then at Beiyan Murong.
Beiyan Murong also felt that what Jiang Ming said made sense, and then said, "Take the child down and take good care of it. We will talk about the rest later."
"yes."
The boys knelt down to salute, then turned around and left with the other boys.
As the boys walked farther, the child's crying became quieter.
"Let me see who dares to break into your Beiyan Murong residence."
At this time, a strange voice came from my ears, the voice was charming and soft.
Everyone looked towards the source of the sound.
The source of the sound happened to be at the door, and everyone saw the woman who spoke.
The woman is wearing a purple dress, her eyebrows and eyes are soft, but her peach blossom eyes are passionate and bright.
The dress is obviously purple, but this woman looks coquettish in red.
She held a big red folding fan in her hand, which she had already opened.
The fan is the color of flames, and there are several white-crowned cranes.
The woman fanned herself and looked at everyone with a smile.
As everyone turned around, her eyes took a look at these people.
Finally, her eyes rested on Jiang Ming, and she walked towards Jiang Ming step by step with stilt shoes on her feet.
"You are such a handsome young man. I don't know where he came from? Why don't you have a few sips of tea here?"
While talking, the woman wanted to do something to Jiang Ming in front of her.
Jiang Ming was unmoved at all. The moment the woman touched him, he raised his hand and knocked the woman's hand off directly.
"Miss, please respect yourself."
He was speechless.
This woman is too frivolous. Let's not talk about anything else. She wants to touch him without telling him. Is it really okay to act so wantonly?
But the woman became dissatisfied, "You look like a pretty boy, why don't you let me touch you?"
These words left Jiang Ming speechless. He took out some itching powder in his hand and threw it on the woman's body.
The woman was still smiling slightly, but suddenly she felt something crawling on her body, and she suddenly panicked.
She kept hiding here, and kept picking up the fan and fanning it all over her body.
But Jiang Ming just watched indifferently.
This woman deserves some punishment.
"Let's come in quickly before we get too hot."
Beiyan Murong spoke and looked at the others.
He also felt very hot and he couldn't stand it anymore.
The woman also felt that she felt uncomfortable because it was too hot, so she turned around and entered the house.
As she walked, she introduced herself, "I am Beiyan Murong's good friend Jiang Wan Ziwen. You can call me Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen."
"By the way, pretty boy, your name is Ning Caichen, right? I've been staying here secretly for a while. Ning Caichen is a good name."
These words made Jiang Ming even more speechless, but he calmed down instantly.
He could see now that Jiang Wan Ziwen was a proud and aloof person.
He didn't want to have anything to do with Jiang Wan Ziwen.
"Pretty face..."
Zhu Asi covered his mouth and smiled, looking at Jiang Ming and teasing him.
Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhu Asi angrily, "Zhu Asi, don't let me beat you, this is all an accident."
Zhu Anan also started talking, "Zhu Asi, you are so bullying. If Jiang Wanziwen calls you a pretty boy, how will you feel?"
Thinking of the scene just now, Zhu Asi suddenly got goosebumps all over his body. He couldn't help but scratch his palms, "I don't want to be called that. I have to be tortured by it."
"That's it. If you still laugh at me, won't your conscience feel bad?"
Jiang Ming shook his head, feeling helpless.
Bad luck today.
It is conceivable that his mood is getting worse now.
It’s okay to have a child, it’s okay to be the one being kidnapped by Beiyan Murong.
As a result, another woman named Jiang Wan Ziwen came to tease him.
Where did Jiang Wan Ziwen come from? Or Beiyan Murong's friend?
Why didn't he remember that Beiyan Murong had a friend named Jiang Wan Ziwen?
Beiyan Murong also answered at this time, "Jiang Wan Ziwen is not my friend, but the daughter of my uncle's nephew's son's relative's uncle's daughter."
"The daughter of the uncle's nephew's son's relative's uncle's daughter?!"
Zhu Asi spoke word by word, stepping back in disbelief.
