Thinking about it, he still didn't want to miss such a great opportunity, even if he wanted to die, he had to die clearly.

Feng Lingzhao froze for a moment, slowly put down the bamboo chopstick, took a towel to wipe the corners of his mouth, and then asked him softly: "Zhao Feng, do you want to marry me?" She always thought that he was timid, and she couldn't ask this kind of words.

Zhao Feng stared at her rosy and full lips, but he heard his own heartbeat that was too fast to speak.

Of course, Feng Lingzhao also heard it, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Yes. Since the words had been said to this point, he simply turned his heart and spread out his words, "I don't know if Miss Nine is willing to marry?"

"Zhao Feng has no other ability, he can't give you glory and wealth, but he will do his best to make you worry-free, happy and free. ”

Feng Lingzhao smiled, "You're proposing here?" she never imagined that a man would propose to her on the edge of a sizzling baking dish, in the smoke and oil.

"Hmm!" Zhao Feng nodded vigorously, "If you want to live, you will be like this in the future." ”

He had confirmed his intentions.

The young man's eyes were bright, and the affection and expectation in them were no longer hidden, which made Feng Lingzhao's face a little burning.

This guy is timid and timid, but he speaks beautifully. Feng Lingzhao wanted to laugh, but he couldn't, chewed his words carefully, and finally said in a manly voice: "Freedom?"

Her tone was very long, as if she was hiding infinite emotion, and even her eyebrows were dyed with sorrow.

Zhao Feng looked at her, a little puzzled. Since she grew up in Mingjue Mountain and was not bound by the world, why did she still yearn for freedom so much, as if that thing was out of her reach?

I don't know how long it took, but to Zhao Feng, it seemed like a second like a year, and Feng Lingzhao finally said, "I will think about it seriously." ”

Her gaze was as gentle as her tone, and she said she would consider, seriously.

Somehow, Zhao Feng just believed that she would do what she said, and she would definitely be able to do it, and he breathed a long sigh of relief at the moment.

Even Feng Lingzhao could see his relieved expression, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "Why is this look?"

"If I don't refuse, I still have a chance. She was willing to think about it, and he was happy. Zhao Feng said solemnly, "When the float is white." With that, he poured a full bottle of wine and poured it down.

Choking!

The fiery aura poured out of his abdomen, making him almost erupt, but he forcibly held back. Fang Cai Feng Lingzhao drank cup after cup, and his face did not change, and he was by no means as useless as him.

Seeing that his face was swollen and blood-red, Feng Lingzhao finally couldn't help laughing, and his pretty shoulders trembled.

Zhao Feng was busy with the strong smell of wine going upstream, and he didn't dare to say anything.

The surrounding drinkers came to see which girl could smile so boldly. Feng Lingzhao didn't care, and finally barely stopped laughing, and his face turned red, and he smiled red.

"You're kind of funny. The men she has come into contact with are either upright or masculine, none of them are like Zhao Feng......

How do you describe it? She couldn't find the right word for a moment.

Zhao Feng stubbornly said: "If you are willing to be with me, you will find me more interesting." "I want to slap myself after saying that.

The sweet words are too bad, and when he said this, Feng Lingzhao didn't do anything, and his face was half numb first.

What should I do? It's a bit too late to practice now.

Feng Lingzhao only smiled and didn't speak, and Zhao Feng hurriedly beckoned to the shopkeeper: "Two more ribs!"

The two of them roasted silently, everything was as before, and everything seemed to be a little different again.

After a while, Feng Lingzhao changed the subject: "By the way, on the day your shop caught fire, why did the owner of Chunshen Hall come to you in person?"

"He came to me and asked for something. ”

"Huh?" Feng Lingzhao looked up and drank another glass of wine.

"It's a book. Zhao Feng recalled, "When I went down to the old store, I found that there was a book on the foot of the table, and when I pulled it out, there was no text in it, only some strange patterns and textures." Brother Huang was playing in my shop that day and tore a page down, but the torn root disappeared out of thin air, as if the page number had never been missing. ”

Feng Lingzhao just asked casually, and then he really became interested: "What about the title of the book?"

"Mandarin duck spectrum. ”

Feng Ling Zhaoxiu frowned slightly: "Whose prank is this?"

"I thought the same thing, but I saw my name on it. ”

Feng Lingzhao glanced at him: "It's not that there are no words, only patterns?"

"It's just a weird pattern, at first glance it's just messy lines, and I can't find a pattern. Zhao Feng smiled bitterly, "But after looking at it for a long time, I was dazzled, as if my name was in the pattern, and most of the lines were red, and some were black." ”

Feng Lingzhao groaned: "There are so many ancient monsters in this world, maybe there are some magical powers attached to that book. Otherwise, how could Shi Rin come to the door?" As soon as the words fell, he saw that Zhao Feng's face became a little strange, and he couldn't help but say, "What's wrong?"

If there is a supernatural power, then another name in the book...... Zhao Feng swallowed his saliva: "Actually, the pattern on that page is a whole circle, one of which is like my name, and the other half of the circle is ......."

He "but" couldn't say the words below for a long time, Feng Lingzhao poured him a full wine glass: "Drink a glass, slow down." ”

Zhao Feng gulped a big sip before he continued: "There is a person's name on the other semicircle." ”

"Who?" Feng Lingzhao's expression subconsciously showed two points of nervousness.

"The wind, the wind is late. ”

Feng Lingzhao opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything for a while.

After a while, she found her voice: "Are you sure it's Feng Liwan?"

"I'm not sure. Zhao Feng was frustrated, "After all, it's a word that I only saw when I was dazzled, so I'm not sure if it's true." ”

This matter is very strange, in fact, Zhao Feng himself has been thinking about it for many days.

Even Young Master Shi personally asked, thinking that the book was not just a prank. What's more, he still saw his name on it, and he was connected with a man......

Who doesn't care about their own affairs? Zhao Feng has studied and is knowledgeable, and he has a clear understanding of the meaning of "mandarin ducks." But the word first appeared to refer to friendship between men, and later replaced it with admiration between people of the opposite sex, so he was also a little confused.

The former is fine, if the book refers to the latter - the thought that he is good with a man will give him goosebumps on his back and dance wildly.

Feng Lingzhao laughed silently, shook his head, and then patted him on the shoulder like a man: "Maybe I should wish you a long life?"

"Don't, don't!" Zhao Feng widened his eyes and said in horror, "I'm not interested in men!"

The corners of Feng Lingzhao's mouth were raised, but he suddenly felt something, and turned his head to look to the west.

It was a house hidden in the darkness, with only a few lights.

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

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