Along the way, the girls chattered non-stop, as if they wanted to tell him all the big and small things that happened in Los Angeles during the days when Gongzi was away.

Twilight Yang also confirmed that Mu Qingfeng's family background came from the flower tea business he operated, and he didn't expect him to be one of the major flower households in Los Angeles. When she saw this paragraph on the intelligence before, Twilight was adamantly unbelieving. And the facts in front of her made her have to believe it.

"Ah, don't tell me about this kind of business. Mu Qingfeng frowned, with a headache expression, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Oh! I can invite you the owner of the Moon Fan Workshop, why don't you take the opportunity to ask for a few tricks?"

Suddenly, more than a dozen eager eyes condensed on Twilight's body.

She raised an eyebrow at the perpetrator and snickered at herself. Mu Qingfeng immediately put on a serious expression, folded his hands and bowed humbly to her: "The little monk and the monk should not pay attention to this worldly matter. ”

In the past, when Mu Qingfeng was a scoundrel, he liked to call himself "Little Master", but now he is a "Little Monk". The eyebrows are slightly constricted, hiding the smart and careful thoughts in the eyes, wearing a red robe, with a humble and innocent tone, it really makes people cry and laugh.

The girls in the yard are worthy of being brought out by Mu Qingfeng - thick-skinned and self-familiar, and people come to the door almost every day to ask for advice, and Duyang has no time to think about other things.

Mu Qingfeng watched her deal with affairs at the desk all day long, sometimes the girls came one after another, he was afraid that he would be tired of Dusk, so he simply blasted them all away, and even set a rule: The owner of the moon fan workshop only sees three people a day!

……

On this day, Zijin handed over an account book. Twilight Yang opened and read a few pages, his eyes were straight, and he turned nearly half in a row, and finally looked up at Mu Qingfeng in front of him in disbelief.

Mu Qingfeng blinked and smiled: "Mine is Dusk'er's." ”

Smack - the account book covers him directly in the face!

Twilight Yang replied domineeringly: "It's worse than my Moon Fan Workshop." ”

Mu Qingfeng took down the account book, and said with a pout: "That's good, Dusk will raise me~"

Poof!

There was a sneer outside the window, which then turned to laughter.

Twilight turned her head and saw a woman of about her age lying on the windowsill happily, her eyes were like stars, her skin was white like snow, her lips were like dots, her face was round and cute, but her figure was extremely petite and lovely.

"Yo, I'm willing to come back. Mu Qingfeng teased.

"Humph!" the woman wrinkled her nose and grimaced at him.

"Hello sister-in-law, my name is Jun Yao. The woman came into the house and greeted Duyang generously, "Sister-in-law can call me Xiao Yao like my brother." ”

As he spoke, he gave Mu Qingfeng a look of "asking for approval".

Twilight Yang was stunned for a moment, "I'm not ......" wanted Mu Qingfeng to clarify, but saw him generously reply with a "Xiao Yao is great" look, and was instantly speechless.

"He's a monk now. "Twilight tries to be as kind as possible. Mu Qingfeng's expression darkened.

Jun Yao waved her hand and said indifferently: "My intuition tells me that you must be my sister-in-law!"

Mu Qingfeng's eyes lit up again, "I suddenly began to believe that you may really be my own sister!" patted Jun Yao's shoulder with great relief.

"Brother, how many times have I said it!" Jun Yao pursed her lips, not happy at all, "I'm not your own sister, but you are indeed my brother." ”

What kind of complicated relationship is this? Twilight looked at the "brother and sister" in front of her with interest.

"Don't talk about it, I'm going to the Nine Nights Court. See you back in sister-in-law. After walking a few steps, Jun Yao turned around and looked Mu Qingfeng up and down, "Brother, when you don't speak, you look like a little monk." ”

Mu Qingfeng rolled his eyes widely.

"I don't know, you still have a sister?" After Jun Yao left, as soon as Mu Qingfeng turned around, he saw Twilight Yang looking at him indifferently.

"Oh, picked it up. He tugged at his robe and said casually, "About five or six years ago, when she was a little girl who didn't know anything. I really don't know anything, it's like a little monster from the deep mountains and old forests, the kind that is isolated from the world!"

"I've been messing with you for a long time, even if she doesn't understand anything, she understands everything. ”

Mu Qingfeng blinked innocently at Twilight's backlash.

"That's it!" Jun Yao, who had gone and returned, appeared at the window again, "Sister-in-law, you treat him well!

Mu Qingfeng took a deep breath and sighed, "Ah, it's really not cute at all!" When he turned to look at Twilight, he smiled evilly, "However, Dusk treats me and cares about me, I'm happy." ”

Twilight glared at him speechlessly.

He immediately got back to business: "At that time, I went to the south to play, and I met her who didn't know how to pay the money after eating, and kindly relieved her of the siege, but she relied on me and called me brother when she opened her mouth." She said, we're alike!"

Twilight stared at his face for a moment, "Do you look alike?"

"I don't think we're like that, either. But she said...... "Mu Qingfeng suddenly paused, but Twilight Yang was aroused by him.

……

What did Jun Yao say to him back then?

……

Jun Yao said: We are obviously one person, but we are also followed by a group of people.

……

Receiving Twilight's inquiring eyes, the corner of his right mouth was raised, and he smiled evilly: "She said, we look the same!"

Sunset: "......"

"Mu Qingfeng. ”

"Huh?"

"Can you not be narcissistic?"

"No, you can't. ”

※※※

As soon as winter arrives, snow begins to fall in Los Angeles.

Twilight sat in his arms, silently staring at the snow outside the window for several days.

Mu Qingfeng specially prepared several new clothes for her, as well as a small jar of flower brew, and stared at her every day to have a drink, saying that it could ward off the cold and nourish her body. But she still wore a thin red robe, shouting "cold, cold" every day, and begging for nothing to bake charcoal fire in her room. When Jun Yao saw it, he always laughed and scolded him for being hypocritical, how could a person who practiced martial arts be afraid of this ice and snow?

On this day, it finally cleared.

In the courtyard, Twilight was the only one basking in the sun. Qingqing came to her with Zijin to ask for advice, but she waved her hand and asked, "Where is Mu Qingfeng?"

Qingqing pondered: "Today...... It should be a festival day. "With her there, Zijin usually doesn't speak.

"Whose sacrifice day?"

Qingqing and Zijin shook their heads hesitantly. They don't know whose sacrifice day it is, but on this day every year, as long as the son is in Los Angeles, they will go to worship.

……

It was a withered grove, covered with snow, and the wilderness was silent.

Twilight stood at the entrance of the woods, looking at the dead trees from afar, and stood between heaven and earth in a red-robed robe.

From time to time, more than a dozen black-clothed people flew down in the air, and they quietly landed behind Mu Qingfeng, the long sword in his hand swaying.

Suddenly!

Qingqing, who had brought Twilight here, suddenly grasped her wrist tightly, and her eyes were full of anxiety.