The two words Tang An hates the most in his life are danger.

In order not to put himself in danger, Tang An hibernated in Chengfu for many days, but he never saw the man in black, and I don't know if the demon girl forgot about it.

It's rare to rest for a few days, but Tang An can't be idle for a moment: racking his brains to think about a good way to fight Su Meier for Liu Qingge, and taking care of the opening and decoration of Genting Shopping Center, how can he drink wine and eat meat with the fat man at that time?

After hiding for a few more days, the man in black still didn't hear from him.

Tang An knew that it was impossible to hide for the rest of his life without going out, the double art competition was imminent, and the shopping mall project was advancing rapidly, these were his proposals, and it was impossible to throw his sleeves and ignore it. After gritting his teeth, he finally decided to go out.

Before leaving, this guy changed out of a bright brown uniform, and put on a white gown that he thought could fascinate the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law. Afraid that the man in black would recognize him, he also asked Laifu to come with a doll mask used during the New Year to wear on his face.

Even so, Tang An still felt that it was not safe enough, so he pulled Wang Daxian and insisted on going through the back door, poked his head out to look left and right, and only after ensuring that it was safe did he sneak out like a thief.

Wang Daxian has read countless people, and he has seen many people who are afraid of death, but he has never seen someone who lives so carefully like Tang An, and he can't help but ask: "Why are you so afraid of death?" ”

Tang An replied angrily, and immediately made Wang Daxian regard it as a classic, and scoffed at the words "seeing death as home".

"You're not afraid of death, you can die."

Walking on the street, Tang An didn't ask much about why Wang Daxian was telling stories in Miaoge Building. Feitianmen is the most mysterious institution in Datang, everyone in it has secrets, and Wang Daxian is the deputy master of the sect, not to mention much.

But think about it, if no one is stealth in the market, then where does the news of Feitianmen come from?

Such prominent people are willing to condescend to do that lowly thing, and the pool of water in the capital is really deep enough.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and it didn't take long for them to come to the Flying Snow Yue Lan Pavilion.

It was noon, and the hall was already full.

Being able to come to Feng Zhilan's annex is a status symbol in itself, even if it is just to eat a steamed bun, it is enough to be proud to say it.

Those who are familiar with Tang An know that this product is definitely not here to eat steamed buns, but to eat tofu.

Dong Xiaoyan, who was taking care of the guests, saw Tang An, who was holding a doll's head, enter the house, and immediately said with a happy face: "Tang Gongzi, you are here, and everyone Feng has been reading about you." ”

"My little brother also misses my sister very much." Tang An said with a smile. His natural way, Feng Zhilan, did not miss himself, but missed the idea of being able to defeat Su Mei'er.

Dong Xiaoyan glanced at Wang Daxian, who was dressed in tatters beside him, with some confusion, and couldn't understand how Tang An would bring such a person. But as a deacon, he did not dare to be disrespectful to anyone, and said, "Come with me, two of you." ”

Wang Daxian said with a smile: "I am just a storyteller who is not in the stream, but this trip I have been stained with the light of Tang Gongzi, but I dare not ask for luxury, it is enough to be able to taste the 'clear water and clear stream' of Feixue Yue Lan Pavilion." ”

Dong Xiaoyan looked at Tang An suspiciously, saw him nodded, and said, "In this way, Xiaoyan will arrange a private seat for Mr. later." ”

Introducing Wang Daxian into the room, Dong Xiaoyan took Tang An to the third floor.

Feng Zhilan did not go out to greet the guests, but stood behind Liu Tingge, holding a wooden comb and gently combing the snow-white three thousand troubles.

Looking at the young and delicate face reflected in the bronze mirror, Feng Zhilan sighed lightly.

"Mother, do you have something on your mind?"

A sigh contains many meanings, especially after Su Mei'er came to the door, Feng Zhilan's sighs seemed to be more and more. The sigh was not for himself, but for the future of Liu Tingge.

The worry is not because of fear, but because of Tang An's uncertainty.

He was full of confidence that day, as if it was a sure thing for Liu Tingge to take advantage of Su Meier's momentum to set foot on the altar, but since then, he has never appeared again, as if the world has evaporated.

You can wait for one day, you can wait for two days, and you can wait until the period of the pair of peerless arts is getting closer and closer, so that Feng Zhilan is completely disappointed.

How could he do that? Why did he do that? It's just a little scholar, the dignified "Feng Laiyi" Feng Zhilan favors him, and the "singing and dancing" song regards him as a confidant, and he doesn't feel like he is crying, but seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

The so-called "girlfriend" and the so-called "sister" turned out to be so unbearable that they became the object of his play.

The more Feng Zhilan thought about it, the more annoyed she became, and she couldn't help but "hum", and said, "Dumping song, we have our own ideas about the fight and dance, don't wait for him any longer!" ”

Liu Tingge is dressed in a cherry red long dress, without powder, and her snow-white long hair is loose at will, but the posture of the alluring city still makes people feel warm like the sunshine in March.

She naturally knew who the "he" in Feng Zhilan's mouth was. Rourou smiled and said, "Mother, Tang An must have something very important to do, so why don't we wait?" ”

"Something important?" Feng Zhilan said disdainfully, "What important thing can he do?" What could be more important than Su Mei'er's challenge right now! My silly daughter, this is a major event related to your life, time is so short, but he is no longer seen, do you still want to say good things for him? ”

Thinking of that bad smile, and of his sincerity when he encouraged and comforted him, Liu Tingge nodded firmly and said, "I believe in him." ”

Feng Zhilan shook her head lightly, she didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup Tang An poured into her stupid daughter, making her so desperate.

"Pour your song, you... I guess I like him, right? ”

Liu Tiange was shocked, two red clouds flew on his face, and he said angrily: "Mother... What are you talking about! How can I have a daughter..."

Although he denied it, a question mark surged in Liu Tingge's heart: Why is my heart sweet when I think of him? What does it feel like to like someone?

Seeing her daughter's appearance, how could Feng Zhilan, who was a person who had come over, not know that her daughter was falling deeper and deeper step by step?

"Qinge, you should understand what your identity is, and what Tang An's identity is. You are with him, and it is not destined to end well. ”

Liu Qingge said: "Mother... Daughter and he just... Just good friends, not what you think"

Listening to Liu Tingge's weak argument, Feng Zhilan even implemented the guess in her heart. Liu Tingge is the meat of her heart, why doesn't she want her daughter to find a good home? But this person will definitely not be Tang An, let alone Tang An.

Not to mention anything else, with the status and appearance of the song, there are many men who covet her, if she stoops down to follow Tang An, then what will Tang An do to protect her? What more to give her a rich life?

Life is not the same as love, and a single ambiguity that is inexplicable can be maintained. Firewood, rice, oil, salt, pots and pans, how can Liu Tingge understand these things?

"Pour the song, listen to my mother's advice, give up this idea! He's not someone you can trust for life. ”

Liu Tingge was a little puzzled, she didn't know why her mother said this, and she didn't know her own thoughts.

She didn't know what kind of feelings she had for Tang An, but she felt that she was very happy to talk and chat with Tang An, and when she saw him, she had an urge to laugh, and when he was not there, she would inexplicably think of his appearance.

Is this like?

Really? Isn't it?

Liu Tingge couldn't figure it out, so he smiled slightly.

Sometimes it is not clear to see, but it is the most touching feeling.

(You can't see the song clearly, can you see it clearly?) If you see it clearly, you will give a red ticket, right? ）