Chapter 747: Little action

Mu Feng Shen said, "Yes!! Because for us, living together and dying together is more than just a sentence!!!"
That is the oath of blood, the promise of life and death! !
After speaking, he suddenly understood something.
"Marshal, you mean he is handsome..."
"Back then, too many brothers died in order to save him, because he was afraid that they would die, so Dad kept alive! But...this thing is like a demon, expanding in his heart infinitely!!"
"Marshal..."
Ling Luoyu suddenly raised his hand: "Director Mu, I'm here, no one knows! I don't want others to know! So, don't call me the marshal, just call me Ling San..."
"That won't work!" Mu Feng rebuffed decisively, "Anyway, you are also my young marshal...or else, I call you the third young man?!"
"Three young masters?" Ling Luoyu looked at his dress: "Look at my dress, where do you look like a young master? Let's call it Ling San!"
Mu Feng stubbornly shook his head: "No! You are the master and I am the servant. You must not violate the rules!"
Ling Luoyu couldn't, so he just followed him.
Before the barracks, Shi Yang walked around anxiously, looking at the direction where Mu Feng had left.
When he saw Mu Feng appear, he hurriedly greeted him.
"Husband!"
Mu Feng got off his horse and walked quickly to meet him.
"Shi Yang, come on, I will introduce you to someone..."
He smiled and held Shi Yang's hand and walked towards Ling Luoyu.
"Husband..."
Shi Yang tugged at Mu Feng's sleeves, as if he had something to say.
But Mu Feng's thoughts were all on Ling Luoyu's body, and he laughed, not at all the horror of the talent.
"Shi Yang, let me tell you, this is really a coincidence. The person I rescued at the gate of the city just now is this... she is called Ling San, is... my old friend!! San Shao, this My wife, Shi Yang!"
Shi Yang's expression was startled, and he looked at Ling Luoyu in surprise.
"Old man?"
Ling Luoyu chuckled lightly, "Hello Madam!!"
Shi Yang calmed down the color of surprise for an instant, smiled gently, and bowed his knees: "Shi Yang has seen the three young masters."
Ling Luoyu's eyes flicked with shock.
This woman's mind is calm, her breath is calm, and she is not shocked, she is definitely not Xiaojiabiyu.
"Shi Yang, let people clean up the guest room quickly. It must be good and fast! Also, you personally cook for San Shao, and San Shao is not used to the meals that the old lady cooks..."
Ling Luoyu hurriedly waved his hand: "The superintendent is polite, I'm not so delicate. I can eat whatever you eat, and dare not bother Madam to do it!"
"Don't worry too much about the three youngsters. I take care of the three meals a day in our family, but it's not a lot of trouble to make more three meals a day!"
Shi Yang responded with a smile and curtseyed.
"Husband, Third Young Master, then you go to the main hall for tea first, and I will personally clean up the room for the Third Young Master!"
When she turned around, she stuffed a ball of paper into Mu Feng's hands calmly.
"In my room!"
Mu Feng was startled, and immediately accepted, hehe smiled and invited Ling Luoyu to come first.
"Three Masters, please..."
While Ling Luoyu passed by, he quickly opened the paper ball in his palm.
At a glance, he was stunned for an instant, and immediately looked at Ling Luoyu in front of him with a strange expression.
Naturally, the little movements of the couple could not hide from Ling Luoyu's eyes.
She pretended not to know and continued to move forward, but Mu Feng's strange voice came from behind.
"Three Masters..."
Mu Feng stepped forward with a devilish face and spread his palms.
There was an almost crumpled piece of paper in his palm.
"Yu'er, Father, Qiu Entang!!"