Ling Luoyu didn't seem to hear Ling feifeng's surprise, but continued to write on her own.
Ling feifeng looked at her like eyes and continued to look at the message on the paper.
"Beijing Are you from Beijing? "
"Yes Ling Luoyu's smile was evil and charming, and his eyes were fixed and he said, "what? My wife doesn't think I look like this! "
"Ling Bufan It's not you, is it? "
"It's my grandfather!"
"Your grandfather!"
Ling feifeng took a cold breath and her eyes suddenly widened.
"Well What's your father? "
"Lingyunfeng, my second uncle is lingyunxi Does madam feel a little familiar!?
Ling Luoyu's lips float a bad smile.
Ling feifeng but in that instant step back, eyes show shock color.
"You You know who I am! "
"Guess a little, but I'm not sure!"
Ling feifeng was more alert: "who are you then?"
Ling Luoyu now looks like a rough man. How can you see that it's not Ling Yun Feng's flesh and blood.
Roughly speaking, the two men are about the same age, and they are definitely not two generations apart.
"My grandfather is Ling Bufan and my father is Ling Yunfeng. Who do you think I am?"
Ling feifeng suddenly sneered: "don't think that if I haven't returned to the capital for many years, I don't know the situation of lingfu! My nephew, though not a success, is rare in the world Do you think you look like that
Ling Luoyu Qing stepped forward, lowered his voice and joked, "don't you know that there is another technique in this world, called make-up and make-up?"
Ling feifeng's pupil shrinks, the heart has some understanding, but still has some hesitation.