Feng Lu's heart was completely soft.
Just as he was stroking Dudu's hair and trying to persuade her, a cough was heard. A man wearing old-fashioned black-framed glasses, carrying a briefcase, and dressed in a suit and tie walked over, coughing as he walked.
"No, Lao Liu, are you doing something like that in the house? You're choking me to death! What the hell are you doing?"
Feng Chuan covered his mouth and nose, and behind him followed a handsome man with gentle eyes.
It was his assistant Xia Zhi.
However, when he saw the smoke coming from the room, he was stunned and didn't even bother to cover his mouth and nose, and pointed at Feng Lu.
"No, you actually performed a ritual in our father's room?"
"Are you praying for rain?"
As soon as Feng Chuan finished speaking, it started to rain heavily outside without any warning.
Feng Chuan thought of his brother's charlatan nature and immediately chose to shut up.
Feng Lu looked at the heavy rain outside and was stunned for a moment. He really was not praying for rain, he just simply wanted to mess up Feng Cheng's house like this.
Because he doesn't deserve to live there.
Perhaps it was the heavy rain that dispersed the fog a little, and Feng Chuan was able to see Dudu's true face. He saw that the word "Chuan" was written neatly on the little girl's forehead, which showed the character of the person who wrote it.
There was dust on the corner of her jaw, and it looked as if it was deliberately bent into a sharp angle.
He looked down at the ashes in the incense jar.
And the dirt on his hands.
Dudu looked at the third brother whom she had met before, and used all the confidence and determination she learned from Jiang Yan. Now she had someone to experiment with, hehe.
His eyes were rolling, with starlight in them.
The little girl opened her pink lips and said seriously, "Oh, you are the first woman who dares to enter this room!"
Fengchuan:? ? ?
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