"Let her in!" Feng Bu heard that it was a woman, and with a little surprise, he casually ordered. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"No!" the doorman agreed, turning around.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall, and a woman walked in. At this time, the sky was far less clear than noon, and the hall was even a little gray. But as soon as the woman stepped in, the wind felt a lot brighter in front of her. But seeing that this woman was about twenty years old, dressed in a light green Luo skirt, her face was half-covered with tulle, and only her eyebrows and eyes were exposed, even so, she was still very beautiful, especially those wonderful eyes, like the light of the clear moon, only turned on the face of Feng Buvain, which made him feel slightly drunk.

The woman stood still, took off the tulle on her face, bent her knees slightly, and said a blessing to the wind, her voice was delicate and tactful, and it was indescribably useful in her ears, but as soon as the tulle was gone, the wind couldn't help but choke her wrist, and the cherry mouth that she was expecting did not appear, and the slightly thick red lips were like a slight flaw on the white bi, which made her an inch away from the stunning color in her heart. Despite this, Feng Buvain is still full of interest in her.

"May I ask the girl's name?" the wind laughed in vain.

"Hmm—" The woman didn't answer, but looked around, but her face showed embarrassment.

"Oh, sit down! Tea!" Feng Buvain suddenly realized that he was not pitiful enough just now, and ordered his subordinates to work hard to remedy it.

"Dugu Lan under the little woman's Miaojian Sect, thank you for being in charge of the wind!" Dugu Lan thanked Yingying and sat down.

"Dugu... Lan: In this way, the head of your sect should be yours..."Feng was halfway through his words, waiting for an answer.

"Sister Mei is not a few years older than me, but she is my aunt when it comes to seniority!" Dugulan felt funny and couldn't help laughing.

"It turned out to be the niece of the head of Dugu, what did you do when she visited Jingdaomen?" If it were someone else, he would be ashamed of being so disrespectful, but for the beauty in front of him, he didn't care about it at all, but felt that Dugu Lan was really cute.

"I heard before that the hero of the wind head is a hero admired by everyone in the rivers and lakes, and my aunt is full of praise when she mentions it, so the little girl is here..."

"Hehe... Hehehe..."The tactful and incoherent voice alone is already intoxicating, coupled with the heartfelt praise and admiring eyes, the wind only feels that his body is floating in the clouds, and he does not want to come down at all.

"Wind master, wind master?" The voice was still beautiful, but it was a little colder, and the soft clouds that the wind had wandered before seemed to have turned into drifting ice, making him tremble.

"Hmm, girl, please speak!" Feng Bu came back to his senses, looked at Dugu Lan who was sitting in his seat, and couldn't tell for a moment whether the whisper in his ear just now was reality or illusion.

"The head of the house asked me to bring a letter and hand it to the head of the wind!" Dugu Lan had no smile on her face and took out a letter from the package.

"Oh?" Feng Buvain took the letter in his hand, and when he was looking at the letter, he glanced back and forth at Dugulan's face. Dugu Lan seemed to be aware of it, her cheeks turned red, and there was a little more complaint in her eyes. But how can you miss the beautiful scenery of peach and plum, the wind can't help but look at it in vain, forgetting to retract her gaze on the letterhead, Dugu Lan, who is looking directly, has a gloomy face, her lips move slightly, and she covers her face with the tulle again. Feng did not feel sorry in his heart, but he also shifted his energy back to the letters.

Looking at it, a smile reappeared on Feng Buyi's face, and he folded the letter happily.

"How about we leave tomorrow?" a malicious smile appeared on Feng Buvain's face, which had just regained his seriousness.

"Tomorrow... Let's go? What does this mean?" Dugu Lan's expression was obviously reluctant to swallow back words like "crazy words".

"Well, see for yourself!" Feng Bu handed the letter to Dugu Lan in vain, with a look of what you can do with it.

Dugu Lan almost snatched the letter and read the words on it quickly. After reading a few sentences, her face was dripping blood, and her breathing gradually became short, and what she said in the letter was indeed a seamless match with the words she had just thought of, and she couldn't help but say: Although the admiration of the head is difficult to suppress, it is not so explicit! I really can't bear to look at it directly, she picked and skipped a few paragraphs of text, and quickly looked at the last few sentences, but until she finished reading it word by word, she did not find that the head of the house had the slightest intention of accompanying herself, but the invitation was not in vain If it is convenient at the moment, she can go at any time. Only then did Dugu Lan understand the smile on Feng Bu's face, and her stupid self was really teased by him! In just a moment, the impression of Feng Bu in her heart fell to the freezing point.

"Even so, please return to the head of Dugu, after Feng arranges the affairs of Zhuangzhong, he will go!" Feng Buvain also saw that Dugu Lan was unhappy, although he was reluctant to see the beauty in front of him, he didn't want to have more rights and wrongs, so he insincerely ordered the expulsion.

"The wind is in charge, Dugu Lan has this intention, so she will leave!" If it weren't for her aunt's affection, Dugu Lan didn't even want to look at the wind again, hurriedly said goodbye, turned around and was about to leave.

"Girl, please stay!" Feng Buvain seemed to have discovered something, and said to Dugu Lan's back.

Unexpectedly, the sound of the wind sounded behind her again, Dugulan turned around helplessly, forcibly suppressed the resentment in her heart, and stared at the wind without saying a word.

"Wow!" Feng Bu pointed to the letter in her hand and smiled flirtatiously.

"Smack!" Dugulan slapped her aunt's letter on the table and ran out, as if she was afraid of being stopped by Feng Buvain again. This palm also released most of the anger in her heart, but she still couldn't understand why the hero she admired by her aunt was so...

She sighed softly, stopped her thoughts, and patted her head as if to let the annoying thoughts fly away. Coincidentally, everything went according to her wishes, and as soon as she stepped out of the door of Jingzhao's rudder, it really felt like a different world, and the wind was in her heart, but it was just a stranger. Dugu Lan closed her eyes, breathed a few hard, filled her body with another mood, and walked towards the bustling Jingzhao Night Market.

Feng said goodbye to Dugu Lan reluctantly, his mind was already running on the way to Miaojianmen, and he said in his heart: The aunt and niece of the head of this faction are so beautiful, I don't know what about the other factions? Thinking about it, he laughed lewdly...

"Master!" a light call brought the wind back to reality.

"Is Qin Song coming?" The wind bounced up in vain, and he finally remembered the person he was really waiting for, but he was so frightened that the person who came took a few steps back.

"No... Didn't come—" The man stammered, and said boldly, "Master, it's time for dinner!"

"Alas!" sighed in vain, and sat back in his chair in disappointment, slapping the armrests heavily.