The camera fell directly in front of him, and he tilted his head slightly to talk to the foreign head of state next to him.

The man on the red carpet is elegant and decent, and when he gets serious, his eyebrows are full of heroism and stability precipitated by the battlefield and years.

Such a man stands with a group of foreign leaders......

In this situation, Yun Xi can only think of one word: stand out from the crowd.

It is said that the man who came down from the battlefield does not understand Fengyue and does not understand ****, and the iron-blooded and hard-nosed murderous aura is not easy for people to approach.

But this is not suitable to describe Mu Feichi.

A man with a noble status and great achievements like him is flocked to by many women.

The position of the young marshal's wife is on the minds of all the women in Kyoto.

Yun Chuhan, who was about to go upstairs, saw Mu Feichi on the TV at first glance, so he stopped his steps and stopped behind the sofa.

His eyes were staring at the figure on the TV, and he didn't know how much effort it took to restrain his urge to pounce.

Yun Xi turned his head and glanced at her lightly, leaned lightly on the sofa, and looked at her with his chin propped up, "What, do you like the young marshal?" ”

When she asked this, Yun Chuhan's face turned red, and he glared at Yun Xi in annoyance.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"With your current appearance, you say that you want to pounce and eat the young marshal, I guess no one will believe it."

Yun Chuhan bit his lip, it took a while to control his emotions, and sneered, "In the whole of Kyoto, who doesn't like the young marshal!" ”

also knows that the concept of stealing is confusing, and it seems that Yun Chuhan is not too stupid.

Yun Xi nodded and deliberately glanced at Yun Ziling on the opposite side.

"That's right, it's one thing to like her, it's another thing to marry her."

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional, Yun Ziling slammed down the teacup in his hand.

"Sister, what do you mean by that? Did you say it to me on purpose? ”

Yun Xi smiled, "Did I say anything?" Isn't it talking about the young marshal? You are so anxious to pull you up, there are no three hundred taels of silver here? ”

"You ......"

Old Man Yun glanced at their sisters and knocked on the table, "Okay, don't make any noise!" Can't you sisters get along? Do you have to be so noisy? Family and everything is prosperous, didn't your parents teach you this truth? ”

Yun Xi lowered her head and poured water, and did not speak again.

The news footage on television shifted to a private interview in China.

It is estimated that no one has been so honored to interview this militaristic young marshal, and the host's voice asking questions is full of passion.

Yun Xi drank tea with a teacup, and her eyes shifted from the tea soup to the TV.

The man on TV looked at the camera with deep eyebrows, as if looking through the camera, looking at the person he wanted to see.

"The young marshal has made great achievements, everyone is curious about whether you have a girlfriend?"

Such a gossip question is just asking the voices of all women.

"Nope." Unprecedented, Mu Feichi replied.

The female reporter looked stunned, her eyes widened and she exclaimed in disbelief, anyone could see that there was a fan girl.

"Does the young marshal have any requirements for his mate selection criteria?"

"Appropriate room, IKEA, suitable world."

Everyone can understand what the requirements of IKEA are, but the reporter was confused.

The female reporter took it upon herself to ask what she understood: "Yitianxia means to be a family with you, right?" ”

"I want a woman, she wants to be able to stand side by side with me, evenly matched!"

In the camera, Mu Feichi's eyes looked at the camera, as if there was a deep love spreading from the bottom of his eyes.

Yun Xi had never seen the gentle side of this iron-blooded man, that kind of gentleness, which was different from those men's love for women.

His gentleness, with his domineering brand exclusive to Mu Feichi, is so deep that it seems to be able to drown people in it.

The female reporter in the back still wanted to ask in detail, but the bodyguard had already separated the group of reporters and escorted Mu Feichi to the passage on the other side.

Stand side by side with me, evenly matched.

Eight words, sonorously echoed on her eardrums.

Her heart was beating silently!

She lowered her eyes to look at the tumbling tea leaves in the teacup, and the unfolded tea leaves were emerald and dripping, as if they had been reborn.