Don't say such a voice, even if Lin Shinian's burned leg hair is put in front of him, Fang Songqi can recognize it.

The direction of the laughter came from the room where she had just spied unsuccessfully.

The volume is neither high nor low, the tone is unclear, and the timing is so coincidental and abrupt that it is difficult for Fang Songqi not to guess whether Lin Shinian is laughing at her.

Anyway, the self-asserted little minion under Feng Xiaogang decided that the laughter was aimed at them, and asked, "Who?

It's still a fox, a fake tiger, a dog, and a dog.

But this time, Feng Xiaogang clearly acquiesced to his actions.

A row of people who had been sitting near the inner room suddenly stood up.

Seeing this, the people brought by Feng Xiaogang were not to be outdone.

Although no one spoke, the air seemed to collide with each other, and countless sparks were born, which might detonate at some point.

This ...... It's like the silence before the two major states are about to exchange fire.

The ghosts could see that the momentum was wrong, but they didn't move, and the princesses in the box also got Sister Cindy's eyes, so they didn't just mess in and cause trouble, and waited to see what happened.

Fang Songqi also silently retracted his original posture of leaning on Feng Xiaogang.

When she stood up and turned her head, she and Zhou Ze were facing each other. Contrary to Zhou Ze's scorching indifference, Fang Songqi didn't give any expression, walked back to Sister Cindy's side in a blind eye, and boredly flicked his newly made fingernails.

Within two seconds, a middle-aged man with a bald Mediterranean Sea came out of the room, pointing to Feng Xiaogang and the others: "Who are you?

Feng Xiaogang obviously recognized the other party, stood up suddenly, and before he could speak, the little minion who had no eyesight used stupidity to play with his sense of existence again: "I just want to ask where you came from? Do you have a place to talk to our grandfather? Get out, get out of the way-"

"Shut up! it's you who should get out!" Feng Xiaogang cut off the little minion, blushed angrily, threw the little minion to the side with one arm, and then politely greeted the middle-aged man, "So Secretary Ji is here?"

"Feng family's?" The middle-aged man looked at Feng Xiaogang, not quite sure.

"Yes, I'm Feng Er's son. Feng Xiaogang nodded quickly and explained, "When I met your family Ji Laoyu's group, he beckoned me to come in." "Look around," he went out to answer the phone for almost half an hour and didn't come back. ”

"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize Young Master Feng just now. The middle-aged man apologized and became polite to Feng Xiaogang.

"I'm sorry, I don't know Uncle Ji is here. Feng Xiaogang was embarrassed, remembered the incident of being annoyed, and turned his head to bombard, "You all go out!

Sister Cindy wished that she would not delay for a moment.

The group of people who hugged the princess also followed the rules and turned back to righteous gentlemen.

Sister Cindy didn't ask much acquaintance, and as a mother, Sang, led the girls to leave as soon as possible.

Fang Songqi slowed down and walked to the end, and heard Feng Xiaogang ask the middle-aged man, "Is it convenient?" ”

The middle-aged man seemed to be afraid that Feng Xiaogang would misunderstand: "...... It's entertaining friends......"

The door of the box was closed, and Fang Songqi couldn't hear the words in the back again.

Lin Shinian didn't show up from beginning to end, but she was pretty sure it was him. So Lin Shinian is a friend that a middle-aged man is entertaining......?

Lin Shinian has been busy on the other side of the Atlantic for a long time, and through her not very deliberate observation, she thinks that he has no acquaintances in China at all, and every time he returns to China, it is just for pure business needs.

Fang Songqi guessed that most of the other cities in China still had the same role as her, waiting for Lin Shinian's luck, so although she was blocked from entering the Fengyue Realm, she was still a chicken, and the difference was only that she changed from 10,000 people to one person.

The wrist was caught off guard.

"Follow me. Zhou Ze's expression was serious.

Fang Songqi squeezed his hand: "What are you doing?"

"Let's talk. Zhou Ze was stubborn.

"Xiao Fang?" Sister Cindy, who was a few steps away, turned back to her uneasily.

Fang Songqi waved her hand at Sister Cindy from afar to show that she could solve it herself, and then looked back at Zhou Ze: "468 pack of clocks, 868 pack of nights." Which do you want?"

She smiled and suggested, "It's a good deal to get a night." ”