135 head-to-head
Yun Yanyan has obviously been waiting for a long time. When she faced Chu Fengci, she was not flustered, but her eyes were amazingly bright, and her lips were full of smiles.
Such a girl with good facial features is very good-looking when she smiles, as if spring flowers have suddenly opened, like a shy little girl who has met her sweetheart, with countless lingering affection, and even her voice is sweet.
"Chu Shao," Yun Yanyan said, "Can you accompany me to go for a walk outside?"
It's an almost blunt invitation.
Although Chu Fengci looks too young, the children of the family have always been very sophisticated in this regard. So the surrounding guests showed tacit ambiguous eyes, and then thoughtfully looked away.
Chu Fengci raised his eyes lightly, looking at the generous clouds and smoke in front of him, which was a little different from the impression in his memory.
His fingers tapped lightly on the fabric, as if considering whether to agree to Yunyanyan's invitation. Then Yin Hong's lips raised slightly, revealing a somewhat playful smile in Yun Yanyan's determined gaze.
"It's better to give it to the person Miss Yun likes to talk about this kind of beautiful thing. I'm a man, and going to the scenery is inevitably ruined. β
Yun Yanyan's breath seemed to be chaotic for a moment.
The black eyelashes drooped heavily, and the voice of Yun Yanyan was inaudible, still with a soft smile, and it was crisp into his bones: "...... A gentle and polite man like Chu Shao, I don't have too many more. β
That's a lot of information. The young master, who was already a little romantic, couldn't help laughing, blinked his eyes very ambiguously, and his eyes looking at Chu Fengci were full of eager intimacy, feeling that this young man walking next to him should be their "fellow believer".
Chu Feng porcelain, who doesn't really want this sense of identity: "......"
The black eyes were a little deeper, and a layer of cold air filled the air. Chu Fengci looked away carelessly.
"Wait until the dinner is over. β
That's the promise.
Yun Yanyan's soft smile became much more sincere.
She bowed gracefully and said she would leave first. Then he naturally passed by Chu Fengci intimately, as if he was going to get the red wine poured on the table behind the black-haired tea master. During the action, the fragrant breeze curled, and the soft clothes rubbed against the young man's hands.
The space seemed to have absolute silence at that moment, and the sounds of talking, laughing, and socializing were swallowed silently, except for the extremely low voice of the clouds, as if whispered to the cheek.
"Chu Shao should be a smart person, you don't want Le Zhengyu to suffer the pain of parting with his beloved and his relatives, right?"
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"At the end of the dinner, at the lonely peak stone of Xiaozhuyuan, a person came. These words fell, and the warm breath left Chu Fengci's ears.
The next moment, it is still a vanity fair that is drunk and gold-obsessed. People laughed, and no one noticed the excessively close distance between Yun Yanyan and Chu Feng porcelain just now.
Facing the back of Yun Yanyan leaving, Chu Fengci sighed lightly. He walked around to the edge of the long table behind him, squinted his eyes, and chose a glass of honey-brewed sake among the many precious liquors, tasted only one sip, and then held it in his hand and looked at the tantalizing pale pink sake.
Inside, the black-haired and black-eyed boy stared silently. The facial features are very exquisite, but the expression is very cold, with an indescribable strangeness.
On the pale pink wine surface, the black-haired teenager suddenly curled his lips.
It was a very happy smile, but it seemed to have an inexplicable sigh in it.
- In fact, Chu Fengci was very emotional, in the past, he was probably more fearful than the Shura evil ghost. Now some people take "feelings" as a weakness and are very sure that he will be tricked.
Rubbing his chin carefully, Chu Feng said in his heart: Do I look like a good person?
Even if he is really a good person, Senior Le Zheng is not just hiding in the tower and watching the little white flower of the warrior's sacrifice - whether it is * strength or spiritual strength, he is more like the dragon that does no evil.
Therefore, a dangerous way to show off like being alone against the enemy is better to give it to Lezheng's predecessors.
Chu Fengci thought without any psychological burden.
So after Le Zhengyu finally finished fighting with his father, what he saw at a glance was Chu Fengci sitting in the distance, showing him a "well-behaved" smile.
A young man with a delicate face, sitting at the intersection of lights, smiling gently. In this situation, how to look at it and how comfortable it should be, but Le Zhengyu shuddered inexplicably, thinking to himself Chu Chu You look like this, it doesn't look like a good thing-
dragged the tired body and mind, and had to stretch an iceberg face. Le Zhengyu tried his best to keep his composure, but his pace was a little faster than usual, and the others looked sideways, and secretly mentioned the degree of evaluation of Chu Feng's porcelain.
Immediately, he sent his subordinates to unconsciously separate the guests from a distance, and Le Zhengyu looked natural: "What's the matter?"
The black-haired tea master slowly pointed to the seat in front of him, and his lips were still unconsciously raised, which looked really cute.
"Senior Lezheng, please take a seat. β
Le Zhengyu stared at Chu Chu's appearance of laughing, and sighed in his heart: It's so cute, it's cute, it's cute-
was directly reduced to zero by the ability to think happily, and Le Zhengyu came out coldly: "As long as you don't beat up my old lady, I will carry it for you no matter what." β
Chu Fengci: "......" and so on, is this topic jumping a little fast?
The black-haired tea master turned his head a little dazedly, and he was even more impressed.
Le Zhengyu gritted his teeth: "...... I think even if I beat the old lady, the matter will be discussed. β
Chu Fengci: "......" and so on, but I didn't do anything.
After fully feeling the unreliability of Le Zheng's predecessors, Chu Feng porcelain did not sell Guanzi anymore, so as not to carry more black pots without knowing it.
He took a sip of sake with a very low degree to sort out his thoughts. Soon, he repeated the situation just now, including Yun Yanyan's words, to Le Zhengyu word for word. Le Zhengyu's originally joking expression was also restrained after hearing what Chu Fengci said, and he closed his eyes and looked thoughtful, looking really a little bit of the prestige of the heir of the big family.
"It shouldn't be what the Yun family meant," Le Zhengyu thought about it for a while, and said with some hesitation: "That Yun Yanyan has always been a little wrong. Sorry, I should have told you in advance...... It's just that I didn't expect her to suddenly pick a move at this time and get you into trouble. β
Chu Fengci propped his cheeks and shook the wine glass very casually, and a thin layer of red suddenly floated in the clear wine, which was reflected in his eyes, reflecting a little warm color in his pupils.
"It's none of Lezheng's predecessors. Chu Fengci said.
"Maybe it's because of me that I'm in trouble-" The black-haired tea master narrowed his eyes: "After all, Miss Yun really hated me, so she just pressed me into the wine and drowned me without making a move." β
"......" Le Zhengyu was speechless for a moment, and said with difficulty: "Is it really a deep love for me?"
Chu Fengci obviously choked for a moment, and replied slowly: "Although Senior Le Zheng is handsome and extraordinary, I'm afraid that Miss Yun likes another ......" Speaking of this, Chu Fengci stopped, seemed to think of something, and changed the topic with a faint expression: "Senior Le Zheng, there is an elder behind youβthe one with seven facial features and you who has seven imagesβwho is staring at us with a burning gaze who has a long talk posture. β
Le Zhengyu stiffened for a moment, remembering what he had been instructed to come to Chu Fengci, but he forgot nothing as soon as he got up.
It's not too late to make amends. Le Zhengyu sorted out the expression on his face, and pulled Chu Feng's porcelain wrist very domineeringly, and the two walked quickly, and in the whispered exclamation of the onlookers, they walked to the head of Le Zheng's family, Le Zhengyu's father.
Caught off guard when I saw my parents' Chu Feng porcelain, my heart was very, complicated. And a little, subtle, humiliating.
The head of the Lezheng family looks like a very gentle person, his body is full of bookishness, but his authority is very heavy, and he is more obscure than Wu Yuan, and it is more restrained and rude.
His facial features are similar to Le Zhengyu, but he seems much more restrained, without the dazzling sharpness of being handsome at first sight. In addition, he is still very young, at least standing with Le Zhengyu, just from the aspect of his face, he doesn't look like a father and son, but like a brother.
The head of the Lezheng family glanced at Chu Fengci and bowed slightly. turned to Le Zhengyu, but it was an understatement: "You are very anxious, and even the time left for me to nag a few words is too much." β
Le Zhengyu lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes: "Please punish my father." β
"In that case," the head of the Le Zheng family actually followed Le Zhengyu's words: "I will punish you for not appearing in front of my sight within three hours." β
This is the rhythm of talking to Chu Chu.
Le Zhengyu's eyes were very calm, his expression was indifferent, and his perspective did not shift to Chu Fengci by half a minute. He replied very coldly: "...... This penalty is inappropriate. β
The head of the Lezheng family showed an unfathomable smile, which made people feel cool behind their backs.
Surprisingly, he didn't coerce or induce. Instead, he said slowly: "You can protect it for a while, and you can protect it for a lifetime?"
Le Zhengyu tried his best to control himself and not show an innocent expression - he could protect it for a while, and it would not be his responsibility in the future.
Chu Feng porcelain, who lowered his eyes and made Sven: "............" You have a lot of plays, can you finish it quickly.
There was silence.
Looking at his son for a moment, the head of the Lezheng family felt an unprecedented trickiness.
His lips pursed into a line, obviously in a bad mood, but he still maintained a very good etiquette and invited Chu Fengci to the tea room at the end of the corridor.
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