Taking the small package in Xiao Qi's hand and smelling the fragrance coming from inside, Dongfang Fengfei felt for the first time that this arrogant little beast was very pleasing to the eye, and she couldn't wait to pick it up and kiss it fiercely.

Dongfang Fengfei had just hidden the things, and Xi Niang came in, and then led her to the door, and then, Xi Niang's next sentence directly made Dongfang Feng Fei break out in a cold sweat.

"May I ask which young master in Dongfang Mansion is responsible for carrying Miss Seven on the sedan chair?" asked Xi Niang to Dongfang Hong.

Back... Carrying a sedan chair? Did she hear it right? Does someone need to carry it on the sedan chair?

That... Then how can she cover it with her wedding dress and hold it with both hands and break the chicken legs and buns that she hid under her stomach?!

At this time, Dongfang Fengfei had already thought of the scene afterward, the moment she spread her arms and lay on someone's back, a pile of chicken legs and buns rolled down from under her stomach...

Thinking of that gorgeous scene, Dongfang Fengfei really wanted to cry, people are not as good as heaven! How did she know that the sedan chair needs to be carried by someone? If she had known earlier, she would definitely not have hidden the chicken legs and buns in her clothes, and she would definitely eat them first!

Dongfang Fengfei waited anxiously for a few quarters of an hour, and was pleased to find that no one wanted to come out to carry her.

Only then did she suddenly remember that she was well-known in Dongfang Mansion and was very unpopular, and no one would be willing to carry her. Thinking of this, Dongfang Fengfei breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it turns out that there are benefits to bad popularity!

In order to avoid further accidents, Dongfang Fengfei quickly moved her little short legs, while holding the package in her arms, she slowly walked towards the gate of Dongfang Mansion alone in a somewhat twisted posture.

Why do you say that the posture is twisted? because I am afraid that things will fall out!

"Fortunately, this bag of things is wrapped tightly enough, otherwise I am afraid that the things will be scattered out long ago!" Dongfang Fengfei sighed secretly in her heart.

Just when Dongfang Fengfei was secretly sighing, a young man in white squeezed through the crowd at the gate of Dongfang Mansion and entered Dongfang Mansion with a bit of dust.

The young man was fifteen years old, he looked very gentle and elegant, and his white clothes were even more elegant, although his hair and clothes were a little messy because of the hurry, but it did not affect his beauty at all.

"Big young master!"

Seeing the man in white, all the Dongfang family members who were standing at the door to marry Dongfang Fengfei shouted in surprise.

However, the young man in white ignored the voices of those people, and just looked at the little man in red with a pair of clear eyes with infinite pity.

The little man is very petite, but he looks a little funny in a complicated bridal dress, his hands are tightly interlocked, as if he is a little scared and nervous, Xu is a little unstable because the red hijab obscures the vision, and he stumbles a little when walking, and the small figure walks alone in the direction of the door, looking very helpless.

This is the extremely poignant scene that the young man in white saw.

Of course, he didn't know that it was all an illusion, and a beautiful misunderstanding was formed...

Seeing Dongfang Fengfei's scene at this time, the young man in white's eyes were full of pity, and he quickly stepped forward and walked in front of Dongfang Fengfei, blocking Dongfang Fengfei's way.

"Fei Fei, Brother Mu Ran came back late and made you suffer. "The clear voice is as warm as jade like his people.

Finding that someone was suddenly in front of her, Dongfang Fengfei almost didn't stop and bumped into the person in front of her, and was just about to scold, don't you know how hard I walked in order to keep the things in my arms from falling?

But when she heard the sentence 'Brother Mu Ran', the whole person was stunned.

A familiar name, a familiar voice, this is, my brother's voice! Brother, could it be that my brother has also crossed over?

"Feifei, it's Brother Mu Ran's uselessness and failure to protect you. The white-clothed young man's clear voice was full of self-reproach and sadness, "If Brother Mu Ran is not the eldest son of Dongfang Mansion, it would be great, Brother Mu Ran will definitely not let you marry someone like the Ninth Prince, who has such a sick body." ”