Feng Qi Cang Lan Bahasa Indonesia Novels & Stories

" Miss Ji ... we are from the capital . Most of my grandsons and great grandsons are from north and west army camps. " Owhhh ... Military family ... good .... I like ." She smiles brightly and walks into one of the room follow by Leng Fen and Leng Fang. After asking Leng Fang to open his clothes and lay on the bed . She check on his body and hold his wrist . Sometimes she touch his chest . Then he put something cold and white on Leng Fang chest . " Okay ... wear you clothes back , Yong master ." " Leng Fang . my name . I am eighteen . " He said with his blush. He had been blushed since she touch his body .

Just like when her ears heard Xuan Wu's name being called, when she heard Fang Bai's figure, her feelings turned strange again. “Xuan Wu… Fang Bai…” Shen Shen muttered under her breath. Then, suddenly, his mouth mumbled again. “Xuan Wu… Fang Bai… Zhu Qiu… Xing--- Xing Long… Xing Long?” Shen Shen suddenly stuttered with foreign names that suddenly slipped out of her lips. “Xinglong?! Who is Xing Long?!”

But she couldn’t explain it away, not when she looked at his mouth from which two teeth were protruding now. No, not teeth. Fangs! Pointy, sharp fangs like those of an animal. Like a Sabertooth tiger. She couldn’t think it, no, because to think it made it real. It couldn’t be real. It didn’t exist. He didn’t exist, not like that.

Fidaiy menjawab, macam tahu-tahu saja apa yang ada di kotak fikiran Qaseh. ‘ Tahu-tahu saja apa yang aku tengah fikir. Dia ni ada belaan ke? Ish.. Seram.’ “Saya tak cakap apa-apa pun…” “ Yalah tu… “ Jawab Fidaiy sambil menumis bahan masakan. Qaseh hanya menjongketkan bahu.

“Bloody fang, Vamptini, Dark Fangroni, Blood on the beach, Full moonscow, et cetera et cetera.” What in the world is going on here? I’ve never heard of these. There is no such thing. The bartender smirked. “Try this, it's on the house.” He handed me a dark red drink. It looked thick. I questioned if I should drink it. Me being me, of course, I drank it. The bartender stifled out a laugh at my reaction. It was strong, but it tasted weird. Weird. “What is this? It tasted a little weird. I smacked my lips in distaste.

The man was Fung Qi-Wei. Wang Yi-An had always called him Fung Da-Ge, which means; Big brother Fung. But, the way she called him, "Fung Da-Ge", it was in such a sweet voice; it irritated Yang Tian-Xu. It might have been loud in the restaurant, but still he heard her called him, "Fung Da-Ge." As she laughed along with this man. Wang Yi-An and Fung Qi-Wei looked as if their relationship was close. Perhaps a little too close?