His sharp gaze stared at Mu Shenxiao, "This is not difficult......

Mu Shenxiao smiled noncommittally, and slowly left with a gloomy smile.

Ten fingers hooked Feng Qingcheng's fingertips, ink-dyed eyes met her puzzled eyes, and whispered with a light smile: "What's wrong?" Look at me like that? ”

Feng Qingcheng quietly glanced at Mo Yiran, who was leaving with his head held high, and his eyebrows quietly tightened imperceptibly: "You guys...... Isn't there anything greasy? ”

Mu Shenxiao raised his hand and flicked it on her head, and whispered rather dotingly: "There are some things, you still don't know how to do it......"

Seeing Feng Tingcheng's eyebrows, he then chuckled: "It's not because I want to hide it from you, but there are some things that too many people know, and it's not good for the safety of some people." ”

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but slap his hand fiercely, and his eyes were purifying: "You have said this, doesn't it mean that you tell me everything?" ”

"Baby's words are wrong...... Mu Shenxiao didn't care about her annoyance, and still smiled gloomily: "I didn't say anything, you didn't listen to anything, what should you do, just do it......"

Feng Chengcheng's lips twitched quietly, glanced at him angrily again, and walked quickly towards the registration office.

Mu Shenxiao's meaning is already obvious, this relationship between Mo Yiran and him is definitely not such a relationship as incompatibility.

It's just that since he hinted at keeping silent in order to protect him, she naturally couldn't delve into it.

Raised his hand and threw the invitation on the table, took his number plate in the hands of the trembling civil official, and swept his eyes, but in the crowd, he saw a somewhat familiar face.

The other party had obviously been watching her, and when he saw her frowning, he immediately smiled and walked quickly.

"Miss Five, what a coincidence......"

The man in front of him, dressed in white, smiled brightly, although he was not very old, but in a pair of deep eyes, he was full of sleek sophistication.

"You are?"

"Under the blue, polite ......"

Then you held a folding fan in your hand, and you bowed your hand gently and elegantly, which made Feng Chengcheng even more puzzled.

This name is even more unfamiliar than his face, and he can't help but squat down slightly, which can be regarded as a return salute.

"I don't know who the young man is?"

Wen Liming, who had been watching Feng Chengcheng from a distance, hurriedly stepped forward and whispered quietly in Feng Chengcheng's ear: "He is the head of the Xinglong Dart Bureau......

"Oh" Feng Chengcheng suddenly exclaimed, and immediately changed to a business-like friendly smile.

"It turned out to be the ...... of Wei Gongzi"

No wonder she was just familiar but didn't know who the other party was, thinking that she had seen this man by accident, but she didn't take it to heart.

Wei Ran's eyes seemed to inadvertently look at the number plate in Feng Qingcheng's hand, and suddenly smiled: "Such a coincidence? Miss under and five is a team for the time being......"

Feng Chengcheng looked at the number plate in his hand with some surprise, on the fresh log sign, the number was written in a red pen: twenty-three.

She had just gotten this license plate, and she hadn't had time to consult Wen Liming about everything in a hurry, and she didn't understand what Wei Ran meant.

Wen Liming behind him was just about to explain, but Wei Ran suddenly took out a wooden plaque from his waist and presented it to Feng Chengcheng.

Above, in red pen it was written: XVII.