Chapter 641 (1/2)

Author: Filthy

Feng Yulin looked up at Ling Jue, the deep look in his eyes turning into doting affection.

He had a tall and elegant figure. He sat on an antique-looking stool. The snow-white edges of his clothes, embroidered with elegant patterns of bamboo leaves, complemented the Suet Jade hairpin on his head.

The lights skillfully highlighted the extraordinary figure of a gorgeous young master. His smile at the moment was a little flirtatious like a young man’s.

He lifted his chin slightly and the galaxy in his almond-shaped eyes shone brightly. His fingers kept playing on the strings of the zither.

He spoke the narration calmly without any sense of dissonance. He did not disturb the music of his zither because he was mult.i.tasking.

Feng Yulin held the thing in his hand tightly. Ling Jue’s figure was the only thing in his eyes.

Lu Qingyun was still broadcasting live, and more and more people came to watch the live stream.

The live stream rankings had already surpa.s.sed all the streamers on the platform in just ten minutes.

The operations of Penguin’s live stream were all laughing. They had really helped them earn a lot of money.

[ I think I have fallen in love with Ling Jue. ]

[ Lord Jue is mighty and domineering! ]

[ what should I do? I’m so jealous when I think that such a little brother will marry a cute little girl in the future. Why am I five years older than him? ]

[ little brother, can you not get married? Wow! ]

[ Ling Jue, how can there be such a handsome man! ]

[ I’ve never seen a handsome young man dressed in white and ancient clothes. Ling Jue is definitely a capable and handsome idol! ]

The bullet screen that was bought with money was much larger than the others, and it stayed on the screen for ten seconds.

The number of likes instantly exceeded ten thousand.

“Zhu Yingtai was sitting at home waiting for the groom to come pick her up. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her lips were red and she was gorgeous, but she was not married to the man in her heart… ”

Ling Jue’s words seemed to have magic power. The crowd looked at the woman in the mirror, and tears welled up in her eyes.