"Why don't you sit down?" Zheng Feng stood up from the sofa chair as he moved, and the heavy chair made a dull noise against the wooden floor. He didn't care what damage this sound would do to the floor, and the waiter on the side frowned but didn't say much.

Zheng Feng walked in front of Xia Ke and pulled another chair out, and the floor made a grinding sound again.

"You may be seated." Zheng Feng looked at Xia Ke with a smile, he was dressed very formally today, probably to match the strong European atmosphere here.

Xia Ke's fat sweatshirt made her feel uncomfortable all over her body, in fact, she understood that it was not the clothes that were uncomfortable, but the atmosphere around her.

Looking at Zheng Feng suspiciously, Xia Ke found that his hairstyle seemed to be specially groomed, and sat down on the chair pulled by Zheng Feng unceremoniously, Xia Ke asked leisurely: "This body is a little grand today." ”

There was a bit of ridicule in her words, coupled with Zheng Feng's performance, it was easy to regard them as friends who had reunited after a long absence.

For now, the atmosphere of the whole meeting is excellent, and neither of them intends to tear their faces so aggressively to fight to the death.

Zheng Feng bypassed Xia Ke, sat back in his original position, and handed Xia Ke a coffee list, "Order whatever you want." ”

"So generous?" Xia Ke quickly flipped through the menu, and then froze on the last page, which had a few simple words on the page.

“lukewarm water？” The waiter looked at the place where Xia Ke's finger pointed, glanced at Xia Ke's expression in a hurry, and found that Xia Ke didn't mean to joke, so he took the list away, bowed to Xia Ke and said, "Please wait a while." ”

It's always a strange time of year when you come to a good café just to have a warm glass of water.

The waiter walked away with a light step, and he had a new conversation for the day.

A gentlemanly man in a suit and a woman with a raunchy but beautiful face, these two strange people can always make people imagine many stories.

"I can think that you are saving money?" Zheng Feng had something in his eyes that Xia Ke couldn't understand, he leaned forward slightly, put his two hands on the table, and played with the spoon with a silver glow.

The metal spoon stirred in the white porcelain cup, and the neat lattice latte art was stirred up, revealing the original dark brown color of the coffee.

Xia Ke's gaze stayed in the coffee cup for a while, then raised his eyes and smiled: "Why do you think so?" Did I show that I had a good impression of you? ”

"I'm not sure yet, but I hope so, because I have a crush on you." Zheng Feng did not shy away from expressing his feelings, and calmly repeated the words of others first.

Suddenly confessed by the enemy, Xia Ke was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say. This world is always so unreal, and the characters in the world are always strange to death.

The person who was going to kill her a moment ago could confess so indifferently in this second.

Xia Ke chuckled, her laughter was a little exaggerated, covering her mouth with one hand, grasping the corner of the table with the other, and her whole body was lying on the table. A "gurgling" sound came from her mouth, and her shoulders shook regularly as she laughed.

"Isn't it funny? Sounds like a joke, right? The woman's behavior on the other side was very rude, but Zheng Feng tolerated him very tolerantly, he took a sip of coffee from his cup, and continued: "But it's true, you have to accept it." ”

"Accept?" Xia Ke sat up straight, pretended to look at Zheng Feng, and then crossed a finger, and his voice was sharp, "Just by your human appearance, you look like a dog?" ”

The atmosphere that had been peaceful suddenly froze, and the air began to change and gradually took on an unusual taste.

Xia Ke also felt the changes around her, she slowly tensed up, and her hands were ready to strike at any moment.

"Your lukewarm water, please use it slowly."

The handsome waiter appeared next to Xia Ke again, he held the tray in one hand, and gently placed the glass in front of Xia Ke with the other, "If you need anything, please shake your handbell at any time." ”

The waiter placed a brass bell on Xia Ke's right hand and a stack of napkins next to the bell.

The surface of the copper bell is shining, and the simple pattern covers the surface of the entire bell. The whole bell is like an aristocratic item left over from a European castle in the last century, and it is so noble that people want to touch it.

Xia Ke smiled at the waiter, the waiter in front of him was no longer the one before, he was even thinner, and his face was more delicate. is not like a waiter in a café, but like a rich young master who comes to drink coffee.

Secretly sighing at the high-end service of the Left Bank Cafe, Xia Ke's eyes staring at the waiter gradually became a little puzzled, and the waiter's facial features looked very familiar.

Familiar feeling, Xia Ke looked at the waiter from beginning to end with some uncertainty, but found that there was no such person in her memory.

But......

"What? Like this genre? ”

Zheng Feng supported his head with one hand, the smile on his face was indescribably evil, he followed Xia Ke's appearance, a pair of eyes moved from the waiter's head to his feet, and finally his eyes flickered and fell on Xia Ke's body, "So thin, I can't satisfy you." ”

Xia Ke listened to Zheng Feng's words, where did she dare to continue to stop at the waiter, she first glanced at Zheng Feng, and said angrily: "That face alone is more popular than you." After the words fell, Xia Ke looked at Zheng Feng's black face that could drip ink proudly, turned his head to the waiter and said, "Thank you, if I order something else, I will shake the bell." ”

The waiter smiled and retreated, but when he left, he glanced at Xia Ke. Xia Ke was a little inexplicable at first sight, but the strangeness in his heart became more and more intense.

I always feel that something is wrong......

Unable to find anything wrong, Xia Ke's gaze moved to the beloved bell and restrained his desire to touch it. The bell is mysterious and wonderful, but the merchant's sales methods are more high-end.

Such a beautiful bell is something that everyone will pick up and play with. But as soon as you pick it up, I'm afraid the bell will make a sound.

When the waiter arrives at the scene, he will want you to ask you what you need, and at that time, if you don't order some snacks, you will feel shameless.

People who can come here to drink coffee care about the most is face.

Losing face for some dim sum money, I'm afraid no one will want to.

But this snack money is not really just some.

Xia Ke secretly admired the marketing acumen of the store, but was attracted by the stack of white napkins. Zheng Feng also ordered coffee, but there was no napkin in front of him. And she just ordered a glass of warm water, but was given a napkin, and most importantly, this napkin exuded a feeling of complete mismatch on this table.

Just as he was about to pick up a napkin to inspect it, the man opposite suddenly spoke.

"Maybe we should cherish this time, after all, it will be difficult to have it again in the future."

"It's not that it's hard to have it again, it's that there will never be." Xia Ke leaned back, leaned directly on the back of the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and swayed his toes leisurely.

Zheng Feng watched Xia Ke's movements with interest, and lowered his head with a smile.

"Do you always speak so absolutely?"

"Then it depends on who you are listening to," Xia Ke took a sip of warm water from the glass, "Zheng Feng, if there is anything to say directly, I don't think you want to fight with me." ”

"Of course not."

Zheng Feng shook his head, took out a thumb-length and wide sheet from the pocket of his suit and put it on the table, and gently pushed the sheet with two fingers, sending the thin slice to Xia Ke.

The texture of the sheet is very wonderful, it does not look like it is made of paper, but it is so thin that you can see the texture of the wooden table through the sheet.

Xia Ke picked up the thin slice in front of him with some curiosity, and only after starting did he realize that it was indeed not made of paper. The flakes between them have a hard touch and are light and thin, but they are solid wood.

Looking up, he placed the thin slice above his eyes, and against the light, Xia Ke could see the zigzag lines on the flake, as well as the few black calligraphy with gold dust.

"South Wind House." Xia Ke stared at the three traditional Chinese characters for a long time before he said it with certainty, "What do you mean?" ”

Xia Ke put the flakes back on the table and tilted his head to look at Zheng Feng.

"Just like your Yuan Sect uses the family as the dividing line, our Yuan Demon also has factions. Nanshanju is the name of my faction. I hope you will join us, Nanshan is a representative of your identity. ”

Joining you, Xia Ke looked at Zheng Feng's serious face, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Give her a piece of wood with three traditional characters written on it that don't show the dynasty. Although the pieces of wood look very expensive, but using this to recruit her is a little too underestimating her value!

Being recruited so sloppily is really not her style.

"I said you're too low-key," Xia Ke's finger pointed on the table, "When the imperial court recruited Brother Song Jiang, they promised a lot of things, and I said that even if my value is not comparable to Brother Song Jiang, but you want to win me over this piece of wood, isn't it too hasty?" ”

Zheng Feng was a little surprised, he thought that Xia Ke would scold him, saying that he didn't do what he could or something, but it was a bit ...... to say that he underestimated her value

"You probably don't know what the Nanshan card represents," Zheng Feng looked at Xia Ke with a little doting smile, and directly interrupted him, "You can explain slowly what the Nanshan card represents, but please don't look at me so weirdly, otherwise I can't help but want to beat you." ”

The smile on Zheng Feng's face froze instantly, he hesitated for a few seconds, gradually put away the smile on his face, and said expressionlessly: "The Nanshan card means that you have the qualifications to enter Nanshan Residence, and Nanshan Residence is not something that ordinary people can enter." In addition to the master of Nanshan, there are only seven laymen left who can enter. And you will be one of the seven. ”