"So, ah......" Shen Xingfeng grinned and called a brilliant one, "No. Bed for the purpose of falling in love, that's all tricks. People! ”

Bo Hanjiu glanced at Shen Xingfeng coldly, then picked up the red wine on the table and poured himself a glass, the broken hair hanging down covered the emotions at the bottom of his eyes, making it unclear what his expression was at this time.

Shen Xingfeng saw that Bo Hanjiu was silent, so he pursed his lips, "No, Ninth Master, you can't really take a fancy to which big beauty, right?" ”

Bo Hanjiu raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Xingfeng, "It's not ......"

At this time, Shen Xingfeng was suddenly confused.

In his opinion, there is nothing in this world that can be difficult for Shen Xingfeng, the only thing is the love between men and women.

But Bo Hanjiu has always been indifferent and ascetic, which makes Shen Xingfeng can't help but suspect that Bo Hanjiu may not know what his heart is in his life.

Therefore, when Bo Hanjiu asked him for a drink, Shen Xingfeng almost subconsciously thought that Bo Hanjiu was finally moved.

Isn't it?

"What's wrong with that?" Shen Xingfeng frowned and looked at Bo Hanjiu, "There are still things that are difficult to live in your old man's house?" ”

"I seem to be ......" Bo Hanjiu drank all the red wine in his hand, and then turned his head to look at Shen Xingfeng, "It's the same as you......"

Shen Xingfeng couldn't help but be stunned, "Same as me?" What is the same as me? ”

Bo Hanjiu pursed his lips, but he didn't answer, raised his hand and picked up the red wine and poured himself a glass.

And at this moment, Shen Xingfeng obviously reacted a little, and immediately swallowed his saliva fiercely, and looked at Bo Hanjiu with a face full of disbelief, "No...... No way? ”

"I also hope it won't ......" Bo Hanjiu smiled bitterly, his deep inky black eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of mist, and the cold was terrifying, "Desire. Hope...... I have a ...... for him too."

"Who?" Shen Xingfeng even felt that his voice trembled a little for a while, and a person popped up in his mind inexplicably......

"Su Yue?"

As soon as Shen Xingfeng's words fell, Bo Hanjiu suddenly looked up at Shen Xingfeng, and a terrifying cold light surged under his deep inky black eyes, as if he was going to freeze Shen Xingfeng's entirety.

"Is it really him?" Shen Xingfeng's heart was suffocated, and looking at Bo Hanjiu's expression, he already knew the answer.

It turned out to be ......

But Su Yue ......

Shen Xingfeng only felt bitterness in his mouth, he knew Su Yue's identity better than anyone else.

Xiahou Late ......

The only bloodline of Xiahou Zhengde, the ancestor of the Xiahou family.

He promised Xiahou Zhengde that he would help her, in order to repay the favor and for the sake of ambition......

Su Yue's body carried too much expectation and hope, which was the last straw for the Xiahou family.

If Su Yue was just Su Yue, Shen Xingfeng would let Bo Hanjiu's wish come true.

But she's not......

She is not Su Yue, she is Xiahou Wan!

For the first time, Shen Xingfeng felt that God was joking with him.

Even though Shen Xingfeng's expression was extremely hidden, he was still caught by Bo Hanjiu with a trace of unusualness.

"What's wrong?" Bo Hanjiu's brows furrowed slightly, and his deep inky black eyes looked straight at Shen Xingfeng.

Shen Xingfeng immediately grinned, "Ninth Master, what kind of person do you say you like, you have to like Su Yue?" I've heard that kid doesn't have a good reputation......"

Bo Hanjiu pursed his lips, but he didn't speak, just raised his head and drank the red wine in his hand.

"Otherwise, Ninth Master, how about I find a few boys who are more beautiful than Su Yue for you?"