Chapter 93: I Am a Face Saint, Not a Face Him (1)
Although the love heart is just a quick glimpse, it is in full view of Feng Qicheng.
Especially the meaningful gaze in her eyes, although it was far away, it was all reflected in her heart.
The corners of Feng Chengcheng's lips are not there, it is undeniable that Mu Shenxiao, after all, God gave him a good skin.
Such a favor is destined to be very lush.
Even though he is known to be a good man and likes to break his sleeves, he still can't avoid attracting the admiration of many women.
Especially a dusty woman like Lianxin who is counting on him to jump out of the fire pit.
Feng Chengcheng definitely does not mean to despise love, she is also a woman, and no woman should be born with such a fate.
It's just that for the love heart, all she has, she can only give sympathy, but she doesn't have the heart to help her.
Qinglou Chu Pavilion, leaning on the building to sell laughter, has been there since ancient times, and it is not something that can be changed by her strong strength in Fengqicheng.
It is rare that Mu Shenxiao is obsessed with such a woman, if he is affectionate and righteous, it will be her creation to redeem her from the fire pit.
It's just that Feng Chengcheng has a feeling, it seems that this Mu Shenxiao is not such an easily emotional person.
How can a man who can hide his true self be so easily emotional?
Therefore, the final ending of this lover girl is not sure whether Lu Dao is happy or sad.
Mu Shenxiao in the pavilion and Lianxin smiled and didn't know what Lu Dao said, but Mu Shenxiao ate the soup she made quite deliciously as expected.
The smile on the corner of Feng Chengcheng's lips suddenly became more and more dense, and he got up and left leisurely.
The afterglow of Mu Shenxiao's eyes swept over the gradually disappearing back in the distance, and his eyes fell on the body of Yanran's smiling lover.
"I'm busy these days, so I haven't come to you to sit, I don't know if there are any new and interesting things to do?"
"It's not the same...... It's just that I heard from the sisters that these days, the most powerful rumor among the teahouses and restaurants is the fifth lady......"
Lianxin's eyes looked at Hailan behind Mu Shenxiao, and smiled deeply: "People are saying that this fifth lady seems to have changed recently, although her appearance has not changed, but it seems to have made a lot of trouble......"
Mu Shenxiao swallowed the soup in his mouth with great enjoyment, and praised: "Don't say it, this fifth young lady's don't look at people is a little shocking, but this soup making technique really has a set...... It's really good......"
Seeing that Mu Shenxiao finished eating, Heilan hurriedly stepped forward to clean up: "Lord, Heilan still has to serve the young lady to make up, so he will retire first......"
"Don't be in a hurry...... Mu Shenxiao looked back at You Shi, and on the corner of his lips, a light smile was raised: "Let Feng Yu give the fifth lady a box of rouge agarwood that this king gave him a few days ago...... This time I entered the palace to see the saint, but I want to be more festive......"
An irrepressible surprise flashed in You Shi's eyes, and then he nodded and lowered his eyes, and slowly retreated.
The eyes of the love heart revealed a coquettish and faint jealousy, but in the eyes of others, there was a trace of coquettishness.
"The prince is different from this fifth lady after all...... Until now, the love heart has not received the rouge from the prince......"