……

Ouyang Yi had already run behind them and shouted, "Brother Xi, wait for me......"

Jian Junxi and Feng Zhekai seemed to be used to it, and they had no intention of turning back or stopping at all, and after Ouyang Yi caught up, he asked breathlessly, "Why don't you wait for me?" ”

Jian Junxi sneered calmly: "Waiting for you to tell you the secret? ”

Ouyang Yi: "......" The most poisonous thing in the world is Brother Xi's mouth......

Feng Zhekai suddenly remembered his time at school, and Ouyang Yi often looked for cigarettes like this, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

"Laugh at your uncle!" Ouyang Yi didn't dare to scold Jian Junxi, so he could only get angry at Feng Zhekai.

"Ouyang Yi, if you want to fight, just say it, when I'm afraid of you!" Feng Zhekai, as before, has no intention of enduring it at all.

"Shut up!" Jian Junxi roared impatiently, without turning his head, but the deterrent power was full, the two of them looked at each other and hated each other, and no one spoke again.

It didn't take long to arrive at the gate of Liyuan, and Feng Zhekai knocked on the door.

The servant opened the door and called respectfully: "Master Jian, Er Shao, Ou Shao......"

Jian Junxi walked in first, and saw several old people sitting in front of the antique table talking and laughing, and the table was full of delicious food.

The upper seat is Nangong Runzhi, on the left and right are Feng Teng and Ouyang Yan, and next to them are Feng Zhenjie and Ouyang Yao and Nangong Rui, and finally Nangong Windsor and Feng Zhehao.

There are two tables next to it, one table is the heads of various districts in the army, seeing Jian Junxi, everyone's eyes are implicitly disdainful and hateful, the oldest looks about fifty, and the youngest is about thirty......

At the other table were the political officials headed by the president, all of whom were not young, basically over forty years old, and they nodded slightly at her, their eyes calm and unwavering.

The attitude of one article and one martial arts is obviously the opposite of each other......

Feng Teng saw that they had arrived, got up and smiled: "Junxi, hurry up...... I'm waiting for you......"

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Jian Junxi said expressionlessly.

"It's okay, come on...... Sit here......" Feng Teng pointed to the position next to the guide Gong Runzhi.

Of course, this is what Nangong Runzhi means.

Jian Junxi nodded slightly, and called without humility or arrogance: "Old Mr. Nangong......"

"Haha...... Mr. Jane, you said you would have a few drinks with me tonight, don't forget it! Nangong Runzhi chuckled.

The deep eyes shone with a scorching brightness, as if he had been looking forward to this moment for a long time.

"Naturally, I don't dare to forget ......" Jian Junxi looked calm and sat down next to him.

Feng Zhekai and Ouyang Yi sat down next to Feng Zhehao and Nangong Windsor respectively.

Jian Junxi raised his eyes and saw Nangong Windsor looking at him obsessively, he was shocked, and an idea suddenly popped up in his mind, Nangong Runzhi would not think about it again......

"Dad, you just had surgery and you're not in good health, so let's drink tea!" Ouyang Rui frowned and said.

His cold eyes looked at Jian Junxi, as if he wanted to cut off the flesh on her body inch by inch before he was willing.

"That's it, Brother Run, Dr. Zhang also told me, you can't drink alcohol for the time being, let's drink tea!" Feng Teng also persuaded him.

"It's okay, pour it!" Nangong Runzhi's old eyes did not have a trace of waves.

"Mr. Ouyang, let's drink tea, let's replace wine with tea, the same ......" Jian Junxi's shining eyes were like two black diamonds embedded in her eyes.

"It's too disinterested to drink tea...... Nangong Runzhi just wanted to refuse, but Nangong Windsor shouted unhappily: "Grandpa......"

(End of chapter)