บท 440: Jingzhou, Do You Think I'm a Three-Year-Old Child?

When Feng Ling came back to her senses, the king had already let go of her.

With the king's large hand on her face, she could feel his temperature.

He muttered, "Little Ling'er."

Feng Ling blinked her big eyes at him with a complicated expression.

Suddenly, she remembered that this person had no memory of the next life at all. She raised her hand in anger and took his hand off her face.

The king's eyes darkened with danger.

"Are you thinking about that man again?"

"I…"

Feng Ling couldn't explain herself. She suddenly shook her head. "Don't make wild guesses."

"Who's Yan?"

"…"

Feng Ling inexplicably sensed a strong jealousy.

The king pulled her into his arms again and hugged her as he said domineeringly, "If you don't make yourself clear today, don't even think about leaving."

"…"

At this moment, a figure walked over from afar. It looked like the guard commander.