When he returned to his residence, as soon as he opened the door, Qianfeng saw Ah Hao sitting in front of the table, scarlet clothes and bewitching eyes, this contradictory woman.

"Sister Ahao." Qian Feng shouted obediently.

Ah Hao lowered her head and played with the things in her hand, and asked lightly after a while, "Who are you?" ”

Only then did Qian Feng see clearly that what she was holding in her hand was the door lock he had broken just now.

"I'm Qianfeng! Is Sister Vera blaming me for breaking this lock? I didn't mean to......"

Ah Hao raised his head, glanced at Qian Feng strangely, then got up, walked in front of him, and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you want to hide the fact that you know martial arts?" ”

Qian Feng scratched his head, looking innocent, "You didn't ask me either!" ”

Ah Hao was speechless for a while, thinking that she would be entangled in this question for a long time, but Qianfeng's answer was simply unbearable.

Ah Hao looked at him for a while, then raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, moved away, and stopped when he walked to the door, and warned: "Don't run around in the future, these guests are not something you can afford to mess with." ”

"Oh."

The next morning, as soon as Qianfeng got up and finished washing, Ah Hao came again.

"What's the matter with Sister Ahao?"

Ah Hao glanced at him, then glanced at the cloth-wrapped piano hanging on the wall, which had always been Qianfeng's treasure and never let anyone touch it.

Ah Hao turned around and said lightly, "Bring it with me." ”

"Oh!"

Qian Feng opened the cloth bag, picked up the moon and walked a few steps quickly to follow.

"Sister Azhen, where are you going to take me?"

The corners of the crimson skirt rippled, and a cold voice came from the front: "There is a guest who asks you to accompany you by name, Qianfeng, don't cause trouble for me." ”

Qian Feng pondered when he had caused trouble, and still replied obediently: "Got it." ”

After walking for a while, Ah Hao came to a box on the second floor, and before she got closer, she heard the sound of clinking glasses coming from inside, followed by the man's hearty laughter: "Lan, I don't know how many flowers have you urged this hot hand to come over this time?" I've heard that Lane Moon has been obsessed with you lately! ”

"Hehe, Jue, don't you know me yet! These vulgar fans are just playing. ”

Qianfeng's footsteps froze, and the voice ...... It turned out to be the man from last night.

"Rugged, my name." The low voice seemed to sound in his ears again, and Qian Feng was in a trance for a while.

A shallow knock on the door interrupted Qianfeng's contemplation, and there was silence in the box for a moment, and then an inquiry came out, it was the person who was called by Qi Lan: "What's the matter?" ”

Ah Hao replied softly: "It's me, Ah Hao, Lan Gongzi, the person you ordered brought it." ”

The rugged and languid voice sounded again: "Bring it in!" ”

"Yes." Ah Hao slowly pushed open the door, Qian Feng followed in, looked around, the luxurious box, the exquisite furnishings, sure enough, was the man's style.

Seeing him come in, a strange look flashed in Qi Lan's eyes, he waved his hand at Ah Hao, and said lazily: "Ah Hao, you go down first!" ”

"Yes." Before leaving, Ah Hao glanced at Qianfeng lightly, the warning in his eyes was full of meaning, Qianfeng unconsciously touched his nose, this action fell on the side of the rugged eyes turned out to be particularly cute, the corners of the rugged mouth unconsciously raised a shallow arc.

The door closed again, and Qian Feng looked at the two of them, "Are you looking for me?" ”

"Poof, Lan, this is the person you have your eye on? How stupid. ”

Qian Feng carefully looked at the person beside Qi Lan a few times, a purple robe with gold thread trim showed this person's noble and extraordinary identity, and he held an untimely folding fan in his bony palm, and the folding fan was closed and gently tapped on the palm of his right hand, which looked leisurely and natural. Looking at this person's face again, his eyebrows and eyes are crooked, he is smiling, and he looks very easy to get along with at first glance, but Qian Feng did not miss the touch of yin under his eyes, and Qian Feng suddenly remembered a word that the drunken fairy often said - smiling tiger.

Qian Feng glared at him, "You're stupid." ”

"Hehe, you'll talk back!" Qi Lan chuckled, "Jue, this little thing is quite interesting. ”

Sikong Changjue also got up with a smile and walked in front of Qianfeng, picked up Qianfeng's chin with a folding fan, and said, "What a young man with red lips and white teeth, he looks quite smart, how old is he?" ”

Qian Feng endured the irritability in his heart, raised his hand and patted his folding fan, and replied impatiently: "One hundred and eighty years old." ”

"Poof, what a fool, you said ten times more!" Qi Lan laughed.

Sikong Changjue teased: "I see which one is ten times, he is no more than sixteen, Lan, I didn't expect your taste to change so much, you actually like this kind of yellow-mouthed child." ”

Although Qian Feng didn't understand the meaning of their words, their smiles made him feel uncomfortable.

Seeing Qianfeng's expression change slightly, Qi Lan reached out and pulled Sikong Changjue and asked him to sit next to him, "Okay, don't tease him, he's not as thick-skinned as you and me, Qianfeng, I heard that you can play the piano, let's play a song for us today!" ”

"Hmm."

Qian Feng didn't say much, walked to the side and sat down cross-legged, put the moon on his lap, and when he saw the moon, Sikong Changjue laughed again: "Poof, I said, why do you take a bench to play the piano?" Hahahaha......"

Qian Feng glanced at him and said seriously: "It's called Xiyue, not a bench." Although he usually uses it as a bench.

Qi Lan didn't smile, just stared at the moon thoughtfully, "Why aren't there strings?" ”

Qian Feng didn't answer, looked down at the moon, and then stretched out his right hand and stroked it gently, and seven translucent strings of unknown material miraculously appeared, and the two of them, who were still smiling, were surprised to look at the looming strings that appeared out of thin air and were speechless.

Qian Feng didn't care about the two people who were stunned at the wine table, and raising his hand and curling his fingers was an attack.

Qi Lan's face changed suddenly, he got up and quickly turned behind Qian Feng, Sikong Changjue's movements were a little slow, and it was too late to come back to his senses, he watched in horror as he involuntarily stood up from the chair, and then danced with his hands and feet, full of ugliness, and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Seeing him like this, Qian Feng raised his head and laughed, Sikong Changjue knew that the person in front of him was making trouble, and wanted to stop drinking, but found that his tongue was stiff and he couldn't speak at all. The young man's pure smiling face gradually became weird in his heart, and Sikong Changjue couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.