Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 4812: I have a hole card

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The look on Feng Liqiong's face is very strange.

The look in Ye Qingluo's eyes is also very strange.

Why does this girl look so calm?

She guessed everything tomorrow morning.

But he can act with him calmly.

How much psychological quality is necessary to do this?

Obviously, this is just a fifteen-year-old girl...

Feng Liqiong stared at the girl deeply.

There is a gleam in the eyes.

It seems to be thinking.

Under what environment did Ye Qingluo grow up to the present?

Will you have such a strong psychological quality?

Feng Liqiong had to admit.

This girl is indeed Feng Ge's daughter.

Such a stubborn temper.

Exactly the same.

Or to say...

Compared to Feng Ge.

This girl must be even better.

Feng Liqiong's throat moved.

After a long while, the hoarse voice uttered a sentence: "You deliberately pretended to be yourself, just to do the tricks and cause me to explode, right?"

"No." The girl's voice still has her characteristic sweetness, the same tone as she usually does when she acts like a baby to him, "My little uncle wants to act, so I will cooperate with my little uncle."

Such a tone.

With the bright smile on the girl's face.

It made his pupils shrink slightly.

He stared at her with a low voice: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Of course not." Ye Qingluo smiled and shook his head, "You are my little uncle, and you won't really hurt me, why should I be afraid?"

Feng Liqiong smiled: "How can you be sure that I won't hurt you?"

Ye Qing Luoxian put her finger against her chin and replied very seriously: "Because my uncle cares about Grandpa. Grandpa finally found me. If I was injured at this time, or something happened, Generally speaking, it must be a great blow......"

She smiled, her eyes curled up: "So, my uncle is reluctant to feel sorry for my grandpa."

"Heh..."

A pass analysis of the girl.

Feng Liqiong couldn't help but let out a soft voice: "You are sure."

"Of course...I also have my own cards." Ye Qingluo still smiled.

Feng Liqiong raised her eyebrows: "The hole card?"

"Naturally, it is impossible for me to use all the possibilities to bet on my little uncle's feelings about his grandfather, whether he has humanity." Ye Qingluo said very directly, "Of course I have to have my own cards. A little uncle has no humanity, am I in danger?"

Feng Liqiong laughed again, staring at Ye Qingluo's eyes, full of inquisition and scrutiny: "What is your trump card?"

"Now telling you, it won't be called a trump card." Ye Qingluo waved her hand casually. Under the bright light of Ye Mingzhu, the girl's face was overwhelming, with a somewhat hazy charm.

Feng Liqiong stared at her faintly.

It seems to be thinking about something.

Ye Qingluo clasped her arms again: "Now, my uncle can talk about your purpose?"

Feng Liqiong stared at her without turning her eyes, and did not answer her words.

Quiet a few breaths in silence.

Ye Qingluo turned around and walked towards the door of the dark room.

She just moved.

Shoot.

The black-robed man who was originally hung on a wooden stake, dragging a thick iron chain, rushed towards Ye Qingluo quickly.

The black-robed man hurriedly approached.

Bringing the cold wind of Ling Li.

In an instant, he stood in front of Ye Qingluo.

Blocked Ye Qingluo's path.

Ye Qing took a look at the man, paused, and turned to look at Feng Liqiong: "Uncle, is this going to be rough to me?"