"I can't." Feng Chengcheng refused very simply.

"Allure is really sad." Meaning light dust to do Xizi to hold the heart.

"Yi Qingchen, it's better for you to talk less in the future." Feng Chengcheng suggested.

"Why?"

"Because if you don't speak, I'll still see pity, fresh and refined, a stunning beauty, if you speak, you will only want someone to beat you hard to get angry." Feng Qingcheng looked at Yi Qingchen very seriously, and said seriously.

"...", meaning light and silent.

"Isn't Allure resting?" Whether it was the Mixed Metaverse or the Shenwu Continent, it was already dark at night.

"Sleep, why don't you sleep. I'm going to the Drunken Red House tomorrow. ”

"Then let's go to bed." Yi Qingchen took Feng Qingcheng's hand. He went down to the roof.

"We?" Feng Chengcheng plucked out his ears and asked uncertainly.

This person is really obsessed with "sharing a bed" with him, and he hasn't forgotten it after so long.

"Of course it's you and me, the conditions that Allure promised me wouldn't be forgotten."

"Why, let's go out." The corners of Feng Tingcheng's mouth twitched, of course I didn't forget, I just wanted to get by.

"Get out?" Yi Qingchen looked at the drunken dream Xiaoxie with all kinds of resources, and looked puzzled. If you go to bed, doesn't this drunken dream pavilion have a ready-made room?

"I've been missing all day today, and my mother will come to see me tomorrow." Feng Chengcheng explained.

"Mother? I didn't know that Allure turned out to be a nobleman. Yi Qingchen raised his eyebrows.

“… Yi Qingchen, my surname is Feng, my name is Allure, and Shenwu is 3 and a half years old. Clever and witty like you, you wouldn't be able to guess who I am? Feng Qingcheng glanced at him with a look of disgust.

"Isn't this afraid that the city will not be able to get over it?" Yi Qingchen stroked his nose and smiled.

"Now that you know, can we get out?"

"It's an honor."

When the two of them came out of the Mixed Metaverse Realm, Feng Qingcheng looked at Yi Qingchen, who was standing in his room, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Suddenly, there was a big living person, and I was really not used to it.

"Do you need some supper?" Yi Qingchen asked, although Feng Qicheng was the owner of this dormitory, but when Yi Qingchen asked, it was very natural, and there was no sense of disobedience.

"Okay, I'll let the dining room pass the meal." Feng Chengcheng originally wanted to say no, but thinking that although he had eaten half full in the Drunken Red Mansion, Yi Qingchen didn't seem to have eaten anything, so he went out and ordered supper.

"Someone, go and help Princess Ben pass some supper."

"Yes, Princess Allure."

"Princess Allure?" Yi Qingchen raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Well, do you really think I'm the only princess in this South Palace?" Feng Chengcheng waved his hand.

"It is said that there are two princesses in this Zhannan Wangfu, and the second princess Feng is in the city, which is from Feng Qiwu, the king of Zhannan, and the princess, and her status is abnormal, but it is a waste material." Yi Qingchen glanced at Feng Qingcheng with a smile, meaning something.

"Do you still want to say that you also heard that the eldest princess Feng Jiang, although she was born in the side room, she is beautiful and talented, and she is a genius of the world?" Feng Chengcheng opened his mouth without pain.

"Sure enough, Allure doesn't go out, but he knows everything about the world."

"What are you trying to express?"

"The rumors are really misleading, it's obviously a piece of precious jade, but it's disguised as a stubborn stone." Yi Qingchen regretted it.

"Yi Qingchen, I thought you understood why I was Feng Qingcheng." Feng Qingcheng glanced at Yi Qingchen, and his tone was serious.

Once upon a time, his secret turned out to be what it is now?

There are so many people who know, and a few people are still so uncontrollable.

"Allure, why did you become Fengqingcheng, of course I know, not only do I know, I will also help you keep this secret." Meaning light dust is guaranteed.

"If only you knew." Feng Chengcheng gave up the idea of letting Yi Qingchen shut up forever in his heart.

Yi Qingchen was silent when he heard this, the guardedness that flashed in Feng Qingcheng's eyes just now, distrust, and the appearance of wanting to kill and then hurry, naturally did not escape Yi Qingchen's eyes.

If a person like Feng Chengcheng really wants to hide something, ordinary people can't detect it, and there is only one reason for her to see it clearly.

Feng Tilt City is intentional.

Why? Knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger?

I thought I had walked into your heart, but it turned out that I was still far away.

One of the two deliberately avoided it, and the other was depressed, and the atmosphere instantly fell into condensation.

"Princess, it's time for supper." At this time, the sound of the door outside the door broke the silence between the two.

"Bring it in." Feng Qingcheng gave Yi Qingchen a look that you would dodge, and asked the maid to bring up the supper. Yi Qingchen nodded clearly, and as soon as his body moved, he disappeared in place.

Where did it go? Is it back to your own private space?

By the way, I have seen the glass illusion of Wushuangjun, I haven't seen it yet, I haven't seen it yet, and I've already seen the mixed metaverse, and I don't want to be rude, and I have to go to Qingchen's private space to take a look.

"Come out." Feng Qingcheng sat at the table and clapped his hands against the void.

"It's sad to fall into the city." Yi Qingchen appeared in front of Feng Qingcheng with a look of loss.

"Don't be in Xizi, really, Qingchen, a beauty like us with amazing explosiveness, even if we make such an intoxicating expression, we are not weak willow Fufeng." Feng Qingcheng helped Yiqingchen set up the dishes and chopsticks, with a look of regret.

"..."Yi Qingchen was silent.

"Come and have a supper, you won't be full of it." Feng Chengcheng beckoned to Yi Qingchen.

Yi Qingchen was amused by Feng Tingcheng's directness and enthusiasm, suppressed his inner thoughts, and sat down beside Feng Chengcheng.

Sure enough, there are no such invitations, courtesy or something, and it is more warm and free.

"Taste this." Feng Tingcheng pointed to his favorite bamboo shoots in soup.

In addition to worrying that Yiqingchen is hungry, Feng Qingcheng of course has his own little Jiujiu.

The last time I ate the spirit fruit, Yi Qingchen didn't lift the veil, so what about this time?

If there is soup and water, I don't believe it, you can eat such a difficult food without lifting the veil.

"Okay."

Yi Chengcheng looked at the tender bamboo shoots in the soup, and his rare index finger moved, and he simply stretched out his hand to his veil silently in Feng Tingcheng's scorching gaze.

It's revealed, it's good, it's now!

Feng Chengcheng grew his eyes and stared at Yi Qingchen tightly, for fear that he would miss this opportunity to unveil the mystery of beauty.

In Feng Qingcheng's expectant eyes, Yi Qingchen took off his veil very simply.

"How?" Feng Tingcheng looked at Feng Tingcheng under the veil, the style was very simple and durable, and there was just one vacant

A lip-sized tin mask with twitching corners of the mouth.

I really expected the beginning, but I didn't expect the ending, who would have thought that there was another mask under the veil of Yiqingchen.

"Allure seems disappointed." Yi Qingchen saw Feng Chengcheng's disappointment in his eyes and smiled.

"Okay, okay, I won't be obsessed with seeing your true face of Lushan in the future, okay?" Feng Qingcheng's face turned red, and he waved his hand angrily.

Really, this is simply a bamboo basket for water, and I was happy in vain, not to mention, and I was ridiculed like this.

"If Allure wants to have a love affair with me that doesn't care about the external gender, Allure can naturally see my face." He glanced at Feng Chengcheng with a variety of styles.

"Hehe, light dust, let's have a supper. The dishes are going to be cold. Feng Qingcheng gave Yi Qingchen a bright smile.

"It's fine." Yi Qingchen saw Feng Qingcheng looking at him left and right, hooked his lips and smiled, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of bamboo shoot, and put it into his mouth with elegant movements.

"How? The chef of our royal palace, after more than two years of careful training, has made a qualitative leap. Seeing this, Feng Qingchen slowly swallowed the food in his mouth, and silently pressed the small disappointment that had been disappointed just now in his heart, and opened his mouth with burning eyes.

"Sure enough, it is the first dish recommended by Allure, which is delicious and very refreshing." Yi Qingchen glanced at Feng Qingcheng with a smile and said dotingly.

What if you have a good conversation at the dinner table? What food is silent, how can you smile like a flower?

"Eat as much as you like." Taken by Yi Qingchen's wonderful eyes, Feng Qingcheng's face turned red, and he opened his mouth slightly awkwardly.

Anyway, in addition to Feng Qiwu and Leng Ziyan, Wushuangjun, and Hongchen, Yi Qingchen is the first person to dine with him, this feeling is warm and novel.

Since coming to Shenwu, Feng Chengcheng has been able to understand more and more why in Huaxia, almost all contracts and business dealings are settled at the dinner table.

The reason for this result is not only the magic of the food itself, but also the warmth of the atmosphere, which makes people feel comfortable and at ease.

"Don't you eat it?" Yi Qingchen saw that Feng Chengcheng had not moved his chopsticks, and asked suspiciously.

"I just ate some in the Drunken Red Mansion." Feng Qingcheng shook his head and told the truth.

Whether it's for health or sleep quality, she really doesn't like to eat too much at night.

"Okay." Yi Qingchen looked at Feng Tingcheng's little face slightly dyed red, smiled, and was not polite to Feng Chengcheng, and slowly ate in Feng Chengcheng's scorching anticipation.

The supper of each master of the Zhannan Mansion has a special configuration, eight cold dishes, 6 hot dishes, plus a soup, the portion of each dish is not large, but they are all very exquisite and elegant, combined together, it can always make people can't help but move their appetite.

The action of eating is very slow, the action is elegant, chewing slowly, slow and methodical, with a sense of elegance and nobility.

Each dish will move a few chopsticks, but it will not be greedy, the amount is just right, it can be seen that the person who moves the chopsticks must have a good background and excellent upbringing.

Food, beauty.

Together, it's so pleasing to the eye.

It wasn't until Feng Tingcheng found that he put down his chopsticks with a smile, and he was shocked to realize that he was crazy to watch a woman eat.

"Is it pretty?" Yi Qingchen looked at Feng Qingcheng with a frustrated face, and raised his eyebrows and smiled. 2k reading web