Feng Qiqi looked at Chen Qiyuan, who was bowing in front of him, his eyes were cold, and he slightly hooked his playful face: "You don't regret it?" Do you know that I can do anything for you, even if it makes you immortal, even if it makes you the one on that chair yourself? ”

  Her voice was bewitching, constantly echoing in Chen Qiyuan's mind

  However, Chen Qiyuan always stood there, although he didn't raise his head, but when Feng Qiqi said those words, he didn't tremble for a minute.

  Feng Qiqi looked at Chen Qiyuan with a cold face, and only said softly after a full quarter of an hour: "I understand what you mean, but there are some things we can't do, this is the punishment of the British Dynasty." ”

  "Punishment!" Chen Qiyuan raised his head at this time and looked at Feng Qiqi in disbelief: "Why do you want to punish?" ”

  "Don't pretend, I don't believe you don't know anything, even if you have left, the Chen family still has a place in the imperial city after all." Feng Qiqi waved his hand impatiently, pretending not to know at this time, it was a little too much.

  The girl smiled. Hearing Feng Qiqi's sarcastic words, Chen Qiyuan wiped away the shock on his face and regained an elegant expression.

  "May I ask the girl, what should I do?" Chen Qiyuan gave Feng Qiqi a half-salute and asked neatly.

  "Zi Feilin has done a good job in the past two years, I won't give him advice at the beginning, and I won't give you advice now." Feng Qiqi looked at Chen Qiyuan indifferently, as if looking at the man who was growing rapidly through him: "I only have one word, what my heart wants is what I want." ”

  Looking at the back of Chen Qiyuan leaving, Feng Qiqi's eyes fell on the chessboard again, and there were still two years left, and she was leaving.

  It's time to return to normal, but I don't know how he's happened after all these years?

  "Missed your lover?"

  The pale blue water rippled, and Long Rin sat on the branch, holding a white jade wine bottle on top of his slender pale fingers.

  After Chen Qiyuan left, the wanton aroma of wine filled the entire courtyard without scruples, making people who smelled it couldn't help but be intoxicated.

  [Girl!] Girl! I want that wine! I want that wine! The old man couldn't help it the moment he smelled the wine, and roared and jumped up and down in Feng Qiqi's mind.

  Feng Qiqi's brain was dizzy for a while, she didn't expect a bottle of wine to make the old man so unreserved, although she admitted that it was very fragrant.

  "Shut up, no matter how noisy you are, I won't smell you!" Feng Qiqi shouted angrily.

  She has now fused with Fat Purple and mastered a more powerful thunder fire, and the control of her body has also been taken back, if she is not happy, she can lock the old man in the dark room at any time.

  As soon as the words fell, the old man immediately closed his mouth obediently, looking afraid that Feng Qiqi would do it.

  The more the old man was like this, the more surprised Feng Qiqi became, she rarely drank alcohol, and she didn't know what kind of wine made the old man hungry like this.

  His gaze curiously and vaguely circled around the wine bottle in Long Rin's hand.

  Long Rin, who had always been very arrogant, noticed Feng Qiqi's obscure gaze for the first time, paused, and the wine bottle in his hand disappeared directly.

  However, the more this happened, the more Feng Qiqi was full of curiosity about this wine.

  Pretending not to care, he looked at Long Rin: "Drink less, don't let anyone think that you are wrong now." ”

  Long Rin paused, his suspicious gaze fell on Feng Qiqi, and two lumps of slight red appeared on his handsome face, softening his coldness.

  With a light leap, Long Rin appeared opposite Feng Qiqi and sat in Chen Qiyuan's position: "Do you want to drink?" ”

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