Chapter 9: Slapping a swollen face 5
Watching the guard sitting on the wheel jump down and lift the curtain, and easily move the people in the carriage down with the wheelchair, the young man finally closed the fan and slapped it on the table, "This dead boy, how dare you pigeon!" I decided, and I asked him for the next month! ”
The girl glared at him with disdain, grabbed the silver whip and leaped down from the window, the light green satin skirt drifting through the air like a haze, and as she landed steadily on the ground, it carried up layers of fluttering.
She walked up to Feng Xi in a few steps and shouted sweetly, "Brother Prince!" ”
The guard pushing the wheelchair behind Feng Xi saw that it was her, and nodded familiarly, "Chihiro has seen Miss Biao." ”
Feng Xi sat in a wheelchair, raised her eyes to look at the delicate and heroic girl in front of her, and tried her best to behave naturally, "What's wrong?" ”
According to the PPT given by the system, she still recognizes the person in front of her, the cousin of the original owner, the little lady of the Zuo Xiangfu, Shen Xinyou.
At this moment, Shen Xinyou saw her ask like this, and pouted with some dissatisfaction, with a complaint in his tone, "Brother Prince, you still say!" We're not talking about it......"
"Come so slowly, your daughter-in-law is going to be abducted!"
Shen Xinyou's words were interrupted by the voice of the young man behind him, and he turned around to look at the person who came dissatisfied, "Chu Liuche!" You ......"
"See what this is!" When the young man crossed her, the folding fan knocked on the top of her head lightly and heavily, accompanied by a low reminder, but it was only a moment, he arrived in front of Feng Xi, and then Shen Xinyou's previous words, laughed and said, "Okay, let's pick up people together, let's meet the future sister-in-law how graceful, you are good, Ben Shao five or six cups of tea down, the toilet has been running a few times and I haven't seen you, I got up late yesterday, right?" ”
He paused as he spoke, glanced up and down at Feng Xi, and pouted in disgust, "I really didn't say it, you are broken. The body is getting worse and worse! ”
Feng Xi looked at the young man in front of him with a fan and eyebrows, and a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes.
This is a good friend of the original owner who grew up together, the fifth son of the Protector General's Mansion, Chu Liuche.
The boy looks about the same age as her, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a pair of slender fox eyes that are extremely attractive, and a slender and straight body, but he is wearing a peach, a color that any normal man would refuse, but the strange thing is that this strange combination is integrated into him, and it is rare to complement each other, and it does not make people feel sassy at all.
Of course, it is not his looks that make Feng Xi feel good, but his extremely fast reaction and judgment.
Although I don't know what Shen Xinyou means by "say it", it is not difficult to judge that this is not something that can be said casually, to interrupt her in such a timely manner, and to be able to pick up the conversation, this person is definitely a superficial fool.
"Little sister, I want to remind you again!" The demon didn't know when he was lying in Feng Xi's ear, and said seriously, "You are not crossing now, but amnesia!" It's your own body! Think about it, how can a friend who can play with you be a straw bag? ”
Feng Xi's eyes moved slightly when she heard her words, "I don't have amnesia, my memory is very complete, and I don't have any friends." ”
It's not just friends, to be exact, no friends.
In her previous life, she was just a humanoid weapon cultivated by the head of the family to work for the family, and she could only live in the shadows, clearing all obstacles for the family, and her hands were stained with blood.
People living in a dark world can't be trusted by their loved ones, let alone friends?