As Ning Fei'er left the third floor with Xia Fan in a grand manner, the remaining young masters on the entire third floor were a little dazed for a while.

Just like what Yang Dong said, the reason why these people gathered on the third floor of Wanhua Building tonight was naturally all for Ning Fei'er.

But the development of the situation was far from their expectations, from beginning to end, they seemed to just watch Xia Fan perform alone.

originally thought it should be the focus, but inexplicably became a spectator.

No one can afford to change with such a big gap.

However, Zhao Mingyuan touched his nose in front of Ning Fei'er, and the gray situation reminded the others again.

It also reminded these people again that Ning Fei'er was completely different from the other girls in Wanhualou.

In the rumors, behind Ning Fei'er stood the city lord of Qingyang City!

No matter how dissatisfied they were with the situation tonight, no matter how much they wanted to put pressure on Ning Fei'er, they had to take into account the factors of the city lord!

Thinking of this, the remaining people on the third floor turned their eyes to Yang Dong.

Yang Dong, who was also extremely angry, immediately found himself in the spotlight, and after looking around, he naturally understood what these people were thinking.

couldn't help but snort coldly and said, "What are you looking at me for?" Do you want to know from me what the relationship between Naning and my father is? I don't know what you guys think! Anyway, I've never heard my father mention her! In these plays, the ability to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix is stronger than one another! I've been held by people for a long time, and I really take myself seriously! ”

After speaking, Yang Dong kicked heavily on the partition of the compartment next to him, directly kicked the partition in half, and then walked out of the compartment with a blue face and walked towards the stairs.

Lin Rong, who was beside Yang Dong, hurriedly followed, although her expression did not change much, she was secretly happy in her heart.

Because of such an unexpected situation, it is obviously more beneficial to her.

Seeing Yang Dong's departure, the rest of the people looked at each other for a while.

Zhao Mingyuan, who felt that he had just lost face, snorted heavily, as if he was talking to himself: "It turns out that he is just pulling the tiger skin as a banner!" It's just a red card of Wanhualou, and it dares to be so unremarkable, it seems that this Wanhualou should indeed be rectified and rectified! ”

Although he didn't have any goal to speak, Zhao Mingyuan's voice was quite loud, and at least everyone on the third floor could hear it clearly.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Mingyuan, like Yang Dong, didn't even say hello to Liu Yinglong, and left alone.

The entire third floor suddenly became a little scattered, seeing that the situation could not change tonight, the anger in the hearts of these young masters naturally had to think of some other way to express it.

It should be a good choice to go to the second or first floor to find a few girls and have a gallop.

As for the two blood servants and Bai Xingshu, they were left alone in the compartment on the third floor after everyone left......

This is what Xia Fan has explained in advance, and the task of the three of them tonight is very simple, that is, to stay in Wanhua Tower for the whole night.

As for whether to spend time by eating and drinking, or to find a girl's time, Xia Fan has no restrictions.

However, the two blood servants and Bai Xingshu obviously chose the former.

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Compared with the backyard and the vestibule of Wanhualou, it seems like two completely different worlds.

The vestibule and the main building are brightly lit and the singing and dancing are leveling, but once you enter the backyard, the surroundings are replaced by a quiet fragrance.

Before the moon is spent, but that's it.

At this time, Xia Fan had already walked into the courtyard of Ning Fei'er's house, which was located in the backyard of Wanhualou and belonged to Ning Fei'er.

Although the candles were bright, there were no maids in Ning Fei'er's single courtyard, and after Ning Fei'er took Xia Fan into the house, and turned around to close the door of the house, the atmosphere in the single courtyard suddenly became ambiguous.

"I just asked the little guy on the third floor to prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for me, but I didn't wait for the things to be brought over, and I was directly brought here by you, how can I give you the score?"

Xia Fan said while looking at the furnishings in the house.

"Simple, I also have a study in this house, write it down directly in my study, and I'll study ink for Ershao."

Ning Fei'er said, she had already moved lightly, and walked towards the study first.

Xia Fan followed behind Ning Fei'er, looking at Ning Fei'er's graceful figure, and for a while, he was a little imaginative.

After all, it was the woman he longed for the most in his previous life, which not only meant a dream, but also symbolized some kind of precious memory.

Even if his current willpower is amazing, it will be difficult to completely erase the effects of this memory.

"Xia Ershao, please sit down, and I'll give you the ink."

Walking into the study, Ning Fei'er stood on the side of the table, looked at Xia Fan's slightly distracted appearance, and said with a smile.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Xia Fan always felt that Ning Fei'er's smile seemed to have some other meaning.

After taking a slight look at the books placed in the study, Xia Fan sat on the chair that should be Ning Fei'er, took the pen handed over by Ning Fei'er, dipped it in ink, and then picked up the pen and wrote on the rice paper in front of him.

There are a lot of books in this study, most of which are related to the four arts, but there is no shortage of subsets of scriptures and histories, and even wars.

Although he didn't see exactly what the content of the war was, it was enough for Xia Fan to make some judgments.

Thinking about these things in her mind, she didn't take the initiative to control it in the process of writing, so that Ning Fei'er, who was standing aside and studying ink, saw Xia Fan write the first note, and her originally smiling cheeks were replaced by a shocked look again!

Although it is not a specific text, it is just a simple line that records the notes, but just from the penmanship and strength of these lines, Ning Fei'er can see many clues!

Just as a few months ago, Xia Fan shook Bai Xingshu with a horizontal gesture and made this future Southern Regions calligraphy saint willing to be a scholar, Ning Fei'er herself also has a very high attainment in calligraphy, so she can naturally make some judgments about the height Xia Fan has reached in calligraphy from these notes written by Xia Fan.

The only difference is that Ning Fei'er's attainments in calligraphy are still a little far from the current Bai Xingshu.

Therefore, Bai Xingshu can really understand what kind of realm Xia Fan has reached in calligraphy, but Ning Fei'er can only know from these notes that Xia Fan's calligraphy realm is very deep, as for how deep it is, she doesn't know......

Standing aside, his two hands subconsciously made the action of grinding ink, but his eyes were staring at the rice paper on the table.

For Ning Fei'er at this time, the notes written by Xia Fan on rice paper are no longer just a sheet music!