Yan Saburo retracted his gaze and stopped snooping on the storehouse by the river. "She's sharp. ”

Feng Lingzhao may not have seen him anymore, but he could feel the gaze from others. This kind of beastly intuition is not common in everyone's girlfriends.

Chitose sat on the roof tiles of the house, her legs hanging down from the eaves, and she swayed directly above Yan Saburo, very comfortable.

She wasn't afraid of being seen.

Chitose took a deep breath, as if there was a smell left in the air: "I found out the last time we met, and this woman has a bloody aura on her body. ”

"Huh?" Yan Saburo was very unfamiliar with the word.

"She must have killed a lot of people. Chitose's beautiful eyes shimmered in the night, "I can't be mistaken about this kind of breath." ”

Yan Saburo glanced at her, and suddenly remembered a word mentioned in the note left by Shi Xinglan:

Shura Field.

Yes, she's an asura. She should be sharper than anyone else when it comes to killing aura.

"Miss Nine of the Feng Family, why is there such a chilling murderous aura?"

"This thing is interesting, Zhao Feng actually proposed to Miss Nine, what should Feng Liwan do?" Chitose touched his chin, "It turns out that the closest thing to Zhao Feng is not Feng Liwan, but Miss Nine." ”

Feng Lingzhao is also a stranger, and Chitose does not dare to expand his divine thoughts, so as not to be detected at the first time. If someone is watching from the side, you have to rely on your sensitive hearing. The problem is that there are more than a dozen baking trays in that venue, dozens of diners are talking and laughing, and a few of them are obviously drunk and shouting, no matter who wants to accurately sift out the content of the conversation between Feng Lingzhao and Zhao Feng, it is very difficult.

This woman probably brought Zhao Feng here for supper because there were too many sources of interference here?

Chitose squinted, it's a pity, the road is one foot high, and Huang Da has already placed a ghost-faced nest spider on Zhao Feng, and it is easy to hear the conversation between the two.

However, when she heard Zhao Feng's marriage proposal, she was also shocked. Is the Mandarin Duck spectrum invalid?

Yan Saburo nodded: "Well, it's this Miss Nine." He paused and said, "Since Zhao Feng arrived in Chunming City, this Ninth Lady has met him more frequently than Feng Liwan. "On the way to Chunming City, Zhao Feng had already met Feng Lingzhao, and since then, Miss Nine has appeared very frequently.

"But if the Mandarin Duck Spectrum takes effect, isn't it Feng Liwan who should be close to Zhao Feng, how can it be this Ninth Miss?" Chitose sighed twice, "Look at Zhao Feng's appearance, he is already in love." ”

Yan Saburo didn't squeak.

He has no experience of love between men and women, and he doesn't know what it means to be "deeply in love". But there is one thing he understands very well: the more Zhao Feng cares about Miss Jiu, the less likely he is to be with Feng Liwan.

What kind of accident must occur to tie two men into a marriage relationship?

He couldn't think of it. "Or, the mandarin duck spectrum is not very effective. He had another hypothesis, "Or, maybe it's not a marriage book at all?"

Chitose let out a long breath: "The most hateful thing is the wooden bell, if it directly shows the three words 'Mandarin Duck Spectrum', we will know the crux of the problem." What's the use of just appearing Huang Da's name!"

Of the several missions that Mu Ling detected, only this one was the most confusing, and he couldn't even find the main direction of attack.

At that time, Zhao Feng and Feng Lingzhao's supper was also coming to an end.

Feng Lingzhao drank the last sip of wine, stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll send you back." ”

Zhao Feng smiled. Other men and women get along, and the men send the women at night, only to come to him upside down.

This girl is not afraid of hurting his self-esteem at all, and the miraculous thing is that he is used to it and does not feel hurt.

The two walked back, and they slowed down their pace together, and they should be eating.

Zhao Feng asked her: "You came home so late, the elders don't care?"

"No matter. Feng Lingzhao drank a lot of wine tonight, and then his face turned flushed and became even more delicate, "They know that I have something in mind. ”

"There is such a generous family. "Are the Feng family so big-hearted?

Feng Lingzhao smiled and didn't speak. Of course, it can't be replaced by someone else, but is she......

She thought for a while: "In four or five days, it will be the Shangsi Festival, what are your arrangements for that day?"

Zhao Feng smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid I have to stay in the store all day, and there will be many customers that night." ”

Feng Lingzhao let out a long "oh".

Zhao Feng suddenly came back to his senses, and his face was slightly red: "If you want to visit the lake and visit the lantern festival that day, I, I can also accompany you." ”

"Don't look at the store anymore?" Feng Lingzhao smiled, "Don't make money anymore?"

"Money can be made at any time. "The opportunity to accompany a beautiful woman is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He didn't say the latter sentence, but Feng Lingzhao already understood. She unconsciously grabbed a strand of hair hanging down her waist and played, but said, "You are the best in the store, and I will accompany my grandfather that day." ”

Since she has something to do, Zhao Feng is not easy to meet, and nodded. Feng Lingzhao saw the look of loss on his face, opened his mouth, and said nothing.

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The next day, the sun was three poles.

Zhao Feng was tidying up the façade when he suddenly heard a milky voice and two familiar children's voices: "Lamp lamp, lamp lamp!"

He looked up and saw a horse-drawn carriage slowly passing in the middle of the street, and the window of the carriage opened, revealing the face of a four-year-old baby. The boy had big eyes and a round face, and he was waving at his shop.

Huh, just one glance, he recognized the child as Fat Ding.

At this moment another person from the window of the car was looking here, a fair-skinned woman.

Sure enough, it was Ding.

Ding greeted him, and Zhao Feng smiled back: "Where is Sister-in-law Ding?"

Ding touched his son's head, and said with a smile: "The old man of the Feng family and a few young ladies want to make a few sets of soft shoes, and call me to go to the house to measure." ”

The carriage did not drive slowly, leaving only a few words for the two of them, and then they had to go far away.

Zhao Fengshou looked back, but remembered the two strongmen who came to the store to be rude to him a few days ago. And recently, there have always been people asking around about the whereabouts of the Min family, and he asked someone to tell the Ding family to pay attention to her safety.

At present, it seems that the mother and son are safe.

Another guest came to the door, and Zhao Feng put this matter behind him in a blink of an eye.

......

Zhao Feng spent an unprecedentedly busy three days, and every day was like a cloud. He didn't hear what was going on outside the window, and he didn't even have time to think about why Miss Feng Jiu didn't show up.

Finally, tonight is the Shangsi Festival.

The streets and alleys of Chunming City are already lit up, and they are full of peddlers selling small lanterns, small dolls, fireworks and food. This is the most lively festival in the local area except for the Chinese New Year.

The old landlord came to the door and asked for a small portable lamp for his little grandson. In fact, after the shop was set on fire, although there were other arsonists, and Zhao Feng also paid her a lot of money, the landlord was still angry.

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