Orange Fried Spicy Strips

Feng Lin held the ten photos his old man had given him and fell into deep thought.
There was the glamorous CEO, the gentle teacher, the international superstar, the professional assassin...
His task was to marry one of them.

Ten Goddesses Insist to Marry Me

Xu Ruoying gritted her teeth and lay down on the other side of Feng Lin, kissing him just the same.


Seeing this, Shengong Temple Qiu Hui directly aimed for Feng Lin's lips, "Mu...mmah!"


Then she looked towards Xu Ruoying triumphantly; during their time together, she had gotten a pretty good idea of what Xu Ruoying was like.


She definitely wouldn't dare to do this.


Xu Ruoying swallowed hard, struggling internally.


"Heh, you're even trying to compete with me for Boss." 


Shengong Temple Qiu Hui laughed disdainfully, then hopped down and stretched her body.


After Shengong Temple Qiu Hui left, Xu Ruoying immediately leaned over Feng Lin's face.


And she stayed glued there for a good ten seconds before pulling away.


Feng Lin lay there expressionless early in the morning, his face all covered in saliva.


"Get up," Xu Ruoying wiped her mouth and tugged at Feng Lin's arm, "You're accompanying me to my grandfather's village today."


Chapter 382: Double Standards_1