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When Feng Jiu heard this, he couldn't help but look up at the sky, thinking that Long Yutian, this bastard, was definitely a heart, right? Of course she knew that he was in the garden, and the point was that this broken garden was so big, when would she find it......

Thinking of this, she did not embarrass the colonel any longer, and turned and walked back into the garden.

Looking at the garden in front of him, Feng Jiu snorted secretly.

Anyway, being idle is idle, just playing a game of hide and seek, I don't believe I can't find him!

……

Half an hour later, Fengjiu came to the lake.

At this time, it was close to noon, the sun overhead was very warm, but the wind by the lake was a little cool, standing under a weeping willow by the lake, Fengjiu looked at a water pavilion made of bamboo on the opposite side of the lake.

Behind the water pavilion, there is a large tall and dense bamboo forest, which looks green and quiet from a distance, refreshing and elegant.

Then, she saw Long Yutian, a person lazily reclining on the windowsill on the second floor of the water pavilion, as if holding a tea cup in his hand, enjoying the lake and water outside the window, while slowly sipping tea.

Scold!

He was pleasant, but she ran almost all over the garden in the morning sun......

Feng Jiu looked around, and saw that not far away, there was a curved bridge made of bamboo on the surface of the lake, leading to the water pavilion opposite.

Feng Jiu turned around and walked over without thinking, stepping on the curved bridge towards the water pavilion on the opposite bank.

Soon, she came to the water pavilion and went directly to the second floor.

Upstairs are surrounded on all sides by windows, decorated with snow-white light veils, and the windowsills are designed to be low, and low tables and cushions are placed on each sill.

Long Yutian was wearing a casual white cotton shirt and black trousers, and a black cardigan over the shirt, and sat lazily in front of a window near the lake.

On the low table in front of him was a set of white jade wine utensils, as well as a few delicate side dishes, he was facing out of the window, supporting his head in one hand and holding a white jade wine cup in the other, drinking unhurriedly.

The noon sun shone right through the window and on his face, and his side face was gilded with a pale golden halo.

Because of this, Feng Jiu couldn't see his expression clearly at the moment.

Until Feng Jiu walked up to him, he didn't look back, as if he didn't know that someone was coming.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu didn't say anything, sat down cross-legged on the cushion opposite him, and then unceremoniously picked up the wine jug and a wine cup, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all with his head up.

The wine is good, but it is a little strong.

The wine slices across the throat, and after the hot sensation, the whole body gives birth to a very comfortable warmth from the inside out.

Putting down the wine cup, Feng Jiu wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, looked down at the side dishes on the table, and found that his stomach was very hungry.

I didn't eat breakfast, and I wandered around the garden for almost the morning, so it's strange that I'm not hungry......

It's just that there is only a pair of chopsticks on the table.

Feng Jiu glanced at Long Yutian, only to see that he was still looking out the window, and he never looked back.

Heh, ignore her?

Well, then please continue to ignore her!

Thinking of this, Feng Jiu stretched out his hand towards a plate of pig ears.

However, when her thin white fingertips were less than a millimeter away from the plate of thinly cut pig ears, a chopstick suddenly appeared silently in the air and struck her index finger hard.

Feng Jiu couldn't help but gasp in pain.

But adhering to the principle of "if you don't make a move, you will never be empty" when she was a killer in her previous life, she still pinched an ear wire in pain.