After breakfast, Chu Feng left the villa.

Jiang Xiaomi naturally will not continue to stay.

What she is hungry for is not Chu Hao's home, but his body.

This made Chu Feng have to sigh secretly, Chu Hao, a hypocrite, even in the original book, was indeed a veritable male god before being exposed by Ye Tian.

Looking at the entire Qingjiang City, there are not a thousand but eight hundred women who want to go to his bed.

Of course, she is currently the only one who can brush out the luck value of a heroine like Jiang Xiaomi.

"Where are you going?"

As soon as he went out, Jiang Xiaomi grabbed him.

Brush Luck ......

Chu Feng pondered for a long time: "Let's drag racing! I asked you to go out to drag racing yesterday, but you insisted on pulling me to drink, which made me not have fun." ”

"Just your stinking ......"

Jiang Xiaomi rolled her eyes, and her eyes rolled away: "That's it, let's go run the mountain, if you lose, you'll be from me, and if I lose, you'll be from you, isn't it fair?"

Chu Feng: "......"

He just wanted to make some luck, why did he keep beating his body?

Chu Feng was hesitating whether to give it a go, and when the bicycle turned into a motorcycle, Jiang Xiaomi's mobile phone rang.

Luo Bingbing called.

After she answered the phone, she looked at Chu Feng with a sad face: "I can't go, Bingbing, that stinky girl, said that she was in a bad mood and asked me to accompany her." ”

"Luo Bingbing?"

Chu Feng asked knowingly.

He'd read the plot last night, and he'd already had an insight into everything.

In order to hide from Ye Tian, Luo Bingbing went to Jiang Xiaomi's house.

Jiang Xiaomi's eyes were full of loss: "It's a pity that I can't play with you...... Why don't you come with me?"

After speaking, he looked at Chu Feng with glowing eyes.

"This ...... Not really, right?"

Chu Feng hesitated, and shouted in his heart: Don't stop me, pull me along!

Luo Bingbing's identity, but Ye Tian's nominal fiancée, that luck must be even more fierce than Bijiang Xiaomi.

However, that woman has a cold temperament, and it is estimated that she is not as easy to do as Jiang Xiaomi.

"What's so bad, anyway, go to my house, not to hers. ”

Jiang Xiaomi pulled him directly and left.

The car door opened, and Jiang Xiaomi grabbed the driver's seat.

She flew wildly, and in less than ten minutes, she came to her residence.

In the room, Luo Qingqing was sitting on the sofa with a sad face.

She was wearing a white dress, long hair and a shawl, and her goose-egg-shaped face was a little cold, with a kind of temperament that rejected people thousands of miles away.

It can be viewed from a distance and not blasphemed.

This is the most apt description of her in the original book.

When she saw Jiang Xiaomi, she was overjoyed at first, and then when she saw Chu Feng behind her, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Who messed with us Ice Beauty?"

Jiang Xiaomi ran over with a smile and pinched Luo Bingbing's face.

It's her favorite thing to do.

Luo Bingbing didn't answer, and looked at Chu Feng.

"Hello. ”

Chu Feng smiled at her, then walked straight upstairs and said to Jiang Xiaomi, "You guys talk first, I'll go to your study to sit down." ”

"Go, go, you can go to my boudoir too. ”

Jiang Xiaomi smiled and drove without saying a word.

Chu Feng didn't say anything, waved away.

He did it on purpose to show Luo Bingbing.

If you want to get luck from this woman, you have to come up with some means.

After coming to the upstairs study, Chu Feng took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the cabinet and put it on the desk.

Then turn on the system -

Host: Chu Feng

Luck: 8800

Skills: Driving (1 star), Calligraphy (1 star)

——

"Give me calligraphy to three stars. ”

Chu Feng gave an order.

In an instant, he only felt that his mind was clear, and his comprehension of calligraphy suddenly increased by two levels.

"Congratulations to the host, the upgrade was successful. ”

"A total of 6,000 Qi Luck points are consumed. Among them, from one star to two stars, two thousand qi luck points are consumed. From two stars to three stars, it consumes four thousand qi luck points. ”

Chu Feng exited the system and picked up the brush.

He's going to start pretending.

Spread out the white paper, Chu Feng walked the dragon and snake, brushed a little bit on the paper, and wrote a line of calligraphy-

"In the ninth year of Yonghe, the age is ugly, and at the beginning of late spring, I will be in the Lanting of Huiji Shanyin, and I will repair things. The sages are all over the place, and the young people are salty and ......"

He wrote Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Collection Preface", although it was an imitation, but in a stroke of a stroke, he also faintly understood a little bit of the charm of the world's first line of books.

Those who read it later will also be impressed by Sven. ”

As the last stroke fell, Chu Feng put down the brush.

He glanced at the time, Jiang Xiaomi and Luo Bingbing should have been chatting about the same, so he walked aside, picked up a guqin, and put it on the table.

After all, Jiang Xiaomi is the daughter of the first family in Qingjiang City.

Although she has no interest in anything other than playing with cars and Chu Hao, there will be no shortage of pretending utensils in the study.

Chu Feng sat upright in front of the piano, plucked the strings, and the beautiful music spread instantly.

Although his three-star qin technique has been sealed, this kind of thing is not like martial arts true qi after all, and the knowledge in his mind is still very clear.

At the moment, although the dexterity of fingers and the control of details are not up to the level of three stars, it is still not comparable to beginners.

As soon as the piano sounded, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside.

Jiang Xiaoxiao rushed in and exclaimed, "You can actually play the piano!"

"I understand a little, I just understand a little. ”

Chu Feng stood up: "Didn't disturb your chat, right?"

"No, no, we've already finished talking. Hurry up, keep playing, and let me appreciate your charm. Jiang Xiaomi smiled happily and moved a chair and sat down opposite him.

Chu Feng picked his fingers, and the sound of the piano started again.

Jiang Mi was fascinated, and her eyes lit up.

Of course, what she was obsessed with was not Chu Feng's piano skills, but his people.

After all, for her, the best sound in the world is the exhaust sound of the car, and everything else is floating clouds.

At this time, Luo Bingbing also came to the study.

She walked in the door and saw Chu Feng playing the piano, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She had long heard that this Chu Hao was the top student in the college entrance examination that year, and he was only eight years old, and he was an extremely rare young talent in the entire Qingjiang City.

I thought these were just rumors, but I didn't expect to see it today, and there was something really special.

She listened quietly.

Although this technique is not at the master level, it also has some attainments.

Glancing, she saw the calligraphy sticker on the desk.

"This ......"

Luo Bingbing's eyes lit up, and there was a rare mood swing in his heart, and he strode to the desk and picked up the "Orchid Pavilion Preface" written by Chu Feng.

The whole text is charming and elegant, the words are exquisite, and the dot painting is like a dance, like the help of gods and men.

Luo Bingbing sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but ask Jiang Xiaomi, "Is this ...... You wrote this?"

"What?"

Jiang Xiaomi looked confused, walked over to take a look, shook his head and said, "No, I can't hold a brush, how can I have time to write this thing." ”

"Then who wrote this ......"

Halfway through Luo Bingbing's words, he found that the ink on the notebook had not yet dried up, and he seemed to think of something in his heart, and hurriedly set his eyes on Chu Feng.