"Qien?" The demon woman raised her eyebrows lightly, leaned forward slightly, and her deep V collar slid down, revealing the snow-white skin under her smooth neck. She smiled and said, "I thought you would introduce to me first."

She pronounced the word "introduction" and it was so ambiguous. Any normal man could hear the hidden meaning inside. Lin Yingkong seemed to be kind and flowing: "I haven't asked the lady's name yet..."

"With a layer of human skin, you really learned all the sour words of human beings," the woman said astonished, and then bent her lips and exhaled like orchids. "Since you asked, you have to remember it carefully. My name is Ling Yaojia."

Ling Yaojia? Lin Yingkong thought for a while, his eyes darkened slightly. He did not introduce himself politely, but asked: "There is a hall master named Ling Yaojing under the Shuanghuan Sect. She is yours..."

Ling Yaojia paused and glanced at him, "You won't happen to know my sister, right?" Shuanghuan Sect, one of the top ten sects in the supernatural world, is full of women. She was originally from the most unscrupulous demon world. The name of Huan means that this sect is famous for dual cultivation, and the word "knowledge" contains more meanings.

"It's just that I've heard of it," Lin Yingkong smiled calmly, "I didn't expect to meet someone from Shuanghuan Sect."

"What's the matter? Qien is a big player. Those who love to play all have some friendship with him." Ling Yaojia relaxed when she heard that she didn't know her sister and pointed to a man in a suit not far away. "That's Taihang of Qixu Sect," and pointed to the beautiful girl next to the door. "That's Zong Yule from Qingrong Sect. Isn't that easy to meet someone at Qien's party?"

Lin Yingkong thoughtfully, "It seems that Mr. Qien is indeed an ingenious person."

"You are very interested in Qien," Ling Yaojia smiled and showed a note with her backhand. Her already leaning forward body moved forward even further, almost treating the table between the two as nothing. "This is my room number and mobile phone number. If you don't mind, we can..."

A plate of fried bread suddenly fell from the sky and landed in the middle of the table. Ling Yaojia was startled and sat back suddenly, looking up to scold someone who was so blind and interrupting her hunting. But she saw the person her target was staring at just now - the handsome black-haired man stood in front of the table at some point, holding a bowl of fragrant millet porridge in both hands, and a basket of shrimp dumplings floated in the air in front of him, landing on the table accurately like the dish fried bread just now.

"Sorry," Feng Rong spoke expressionlessly, his tone was straightforward, and he had no intention of apologizing at all. "Miss, you don't have to move forward anymore. His eyes are bad and he can't see anything."

"…!!!" Ling Yaojia was stunned and turned her head suddenly to see Lin Yingkong. The latter opened his slightly red eyes and smiled so innocently, but he didn't say anything. He clearly agreed to Feng Rong's statement!

"I'll take this for him," Feng Rong said. The note in Ling Yaojia's hand flew out of thin air into his pocket. His eyes wandered around the collar that the other party deliberately pulled down, and his expression was as indifferent as seeing a piece of white bread. He asked: "So, do you have anything to do?"

The minister asked politely, but his clear tone sounded like "get out if you have nothing to do and get out if you have something to do". Ling Yaojia subconsciously shook her head and said, "No..."

"Then please let you go. We haven't had breakfast yet," Feng Rong put down the millet porridge in his hand and stated: "You sat in my seat."

"..." The Minister of the Ling Law Enforcement Department, who had been in the upper hand for a long time, had a normal tone with a momentum of no anger. Ling Yaojia looked at Lin Yingkong like help, but this handsome man who had just been elegant just now could only smile and smile at this moment. She was obedient and rarely kicked the iron plate and was immediately angry. She stood up and stomped her feet and left in a hurry.

Because of Lin Yingkong's high profile and unrestrainedness, the people who were here yesterday had some emotional intelligence could see that he and Feng Rong were a pair. When Ling Yaojia came over, many people were watching the fun secretly, but Feng Rong seemed to have no idea about their gossip sight. She sat down like nothing happened, put the spoon in Lin Yingkong's hand, and said lightly: "Eat it, otherwise it will be cold."

Lin Yingkong smiled and said, "Minister, where is that note?"

Feng Rong silently took out a ball of soft waste paper from his pocket and said insincerely: "Oh, I accidentally got wet."

Well, why do I get wet when I put it in my pocket? Considering that the Minister is a water-based alien...ah, this is really a profound question.

"..." Lin Yingkong was silent for a while, and suddenly slapped the table and laughed. Feng Rong looked at him without realizing it. Lin Yingkong leaned over and kissed his cheek heavily. There was a smile between his eyebrows and eyes, and there was a hint of trembling when he spoke: "Minister, you are so cute~"

"..." Feng Rong and support the forehead, "It's in public..."

The people who were watching just now pulled their eyes and looked at their noses and noses. The ones that should be chatted and ate completely created a harmonious atmosphere of "the weather is so good today, the wind is so strong, I can't see or hear anything". Well, it's worth encouraging, sex.

Feng Rong was speechless to the crowd who fueled the fire. He pressed Lin Yingkong's forehead and returned to his seat, "Hurry up and have breakfast."

Lin Yingkong finally moved the spoon obediently, but after drinking a few sips of porridge, he couldn't help but say, "Minister, are you jealous?"

Feng Rong could not bear it anymore, "Do you really think I dare not throw you out?" When did the Minister of the Ling Law Enforcement Department Anlei have such a good temper? Of course, the person who helps him deal with people is usually his assistant, but unfortunately, Assistant Lin has "betrayed".

Lin Yingkong coughed dryly and sat upright, "No, I'm just a little bit arrogant."

"..." You also know that you are arrogant because of your favor? Feng Rong looked at him helplessly, "It's fun to challenge my bottom line?"

Lin Yingkong picked up a shrimp dumpling and put it in his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it. The smile between his eyebrows slowly settled into the warm and gentleness that has not changed over the years. "It's not fun, but it's pretty good. I like the look you look at me now, Minister."

Unexpectedly, he had such an answer. Feng Rong was puzzled for a moment, "What's the look?"

"I didn't look at me as a bad person," Lin Yingkong's tone revealed a sigh, "Minister, you are still too defensive." Feng Rong would rather destroy himself than repeat the same mistakes at that time, it was not a joke. He had an instinctive escape from this feeling that would make him doomed. Lin Yingkong was preparing to fight a protracted battle when he woke up. Although the minister finally chose to face himself, Lin Yingkong knew that the "battle" was far from over.

——He was afraid of seeing Feng Rong's eyes. Feng Rong had long forgotten what others felt good to him. Over the years, he had instinctively used rigorous self-reliance to set up a barrier to block the peeping and heart-to-heart talk of others. When Lin Yingkong approached him, he was unable to say he was moved, but under his calm appearance, there was a small beast that wanted to get close to the fire to absorb warmth. Because he had never seen the fire, he was afraid to approach him and dared not get close to him... So Lin Yingkong wanted to weaken his momentum, just like a lion with her fangs and sharp claws, turning into a big cat and slowly approaching him, until he had adapted to his breath that was too close to him and had become accustomed to his existence.

Feng Rong was stunned for a moment. It took him a moment to understand his intention and said in confusion: "Actually, you don't need to do this, I will get used to it." Since he had made a decision, he would not regret it. Whether it was before or now, this may be the only principle he had never changed since he grew up.

"Yes, you will get used to it slowly," Lin Yingkong nodded, "but it is my duty to help you," he smiled, "Minister, at least you have to adapt to this first-your business is mine."

Feng Rong was silent for a while as if he couldn't react, then nodded hesitantly, "Then your business is mine?"

Lin Yingkong suddenly stopped and laughed out loud, "Well, my business is yours. Didn't you adapt well just now?" He was talking about Ling Yaojia coming to chat with him. How could the former minister take care of such a small matter? He solved it for him in a simple and rough manner?

Feng Rong figured it out, coughed pretendingly, and then his face turned back to his usual seriousness and seriousness. He could not see that his expression had changed in every way. He said with a paralysis: "Is that woman from Shuanghuan Sect? This sect has always been inconsistent with the Ling Security Bureau. Maybe she knew your identity and deliberately approached you..." He analyzed it like he was usually holding a combat meeting, and finally concluded: " Stay away from her."

Lin Yingkong smiled at the corner of his mouth, nodded as if he was bowing his head and said, "As for orders, my minister."

"..." Feng Rong was suspicious - was he teased by his assistant again?

Ahem, Minister, the word "全" is really subtle.

This breakfast was so turbulent. After eating, Feng Rong thought to leave the place of trouble quickly. Although he had always been surrounded by various sights, he could not resist the many gossiping eyes. However, as soon as he and Lin Yingkong walked to the door of the restaurant, they happened to meet someone walking in again.

Yesterday they met Zeng Yufen and his group when they were about to leave. Although Lan Jianning came in today, when they walked with him, they became a man in casual clothes. His dress was not high-profile, but if you look closely, you can see the luxury of low-key combination. He is also extremely outstanding, with a pair of dark eyes and smiling, and his natural curved outline brings out three-point handsomeness and seven-point evil spirits. When the corners of his mouth are curled, it makes people feel very cheerful. In short, he is a man who makes people feel comfortable at first glance.

Feng Rong couldn't help but look at him a few more times. Just as he was about to turn sideways and let him and Lan Jianning go in first, the man's gaze suddenly turned towards Feng Rong. When he saw him, he was stunned at first, and then his eyes lit up. As if he saw some exciting person, he turned around and stopped in front of Feng Rong and said in surprise: "May I ask, are you the Minister of the Unter-Potter?"
Chapter completed!