"But ......"

"But?" Feng Qian frowned, and secretly guessed: Does this mean that you can give yourself a discount, or is it free? Zheng Mei thought thoughtfully, holding the cup close to his lips, and gently spitting it in small sips......

Unexpectedly, the corners of Xiao Yuchen's lips lifted, revealing a wicked smile: "As the king of Chen, this king never makes a move easily, is this charge, it is naturally more expensive." ”

"Poof-" Feng Qiyan instantly squirted out a mouthful of spiritual tea, so immortal, it happened to spray Xiao Yuchen's body......

"Uh......" Feng Tianyan was stunned for a moment, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his lips, picked up the cup and continued to drink tea casually, his eyes drifting away. A sly smile tugged at the corners of his lips, as if he had tasted something.

Xiao Yuchen shook the water droplets on his sleeves with a dark face, and when he saw that the wind was tilting, he didn't mean to wipe it for himself, so he coughed pretendedly: "Cough!"

"Huh?" Feng tilted his head in confusion, "Is the prince uncomfortable?

Xiao Yuchen raised his chin and gestured to the wet brocade robe on his body: "Shouldn't Yan Yan wipe it clean for this king?"

"What are you doing by wiping it?" Feng Tianyan glanced at it disappreciatively, "Aren't you clean, prince? Even if you wipe it, don't you want to change it to a new one later?"

"You're just a strong argument!"

"What, am I not right?"

"That's right!" Xiao Yuchen rubbed the corners of his forehead helplessly, "Forget it!

"The prince said that he is a little more expensive than other intermediate refiners!" Feng Qian Yan reminded "kindly".

Xiao Yuchen lowered his eyes slightly: Hehe, I didn't say that just now......

"For the sake of our special relationship...... Just give Yan Yan a cheaper, 20 million taels a piece, how about it?"

"Yes, no problem!" Feng Qian nodded with a smile and put the cup on the table, "However, there is no money now!

"Heh, Yan Yan is like this, but there is no sincerity at all!"

"What if you don't?" Feng Qianyan raised his eyebrows, folded the drawings on the table a few times, stuffed them into the placket in front of Xiao Yuchen, and patted them again. There was a bright smile on his face, but his tone was full of threat: "Ten oh, one - not less!"

"Hehe-" Xiao Yuchen couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't change your clothes yet!" the wind glanced at and walked towards the door. The moment the door closed behind him, the corners of his lips hooked up a smug smile: Playing with my sister and indulging in indulgence? Young man, you are still a little tender! Aren't you just trying to deliberately embarrass me, and owe you a favor that you can't afford to repay, so that you can take the opportunity to say "It's better to make a promise with your body"? Hmph! Just owe it! My sister won't give you this opportunity!

Inside the door, Xiao Yuchen, who was sitting alone in the flower hall, shook his head helplessly, his slender and white fingers rubbed his eyebrows, and muttered to himself: "It's really a headache!"

Xiao Yuchen came out after changing his clothes, and saw that Feng Qianyan was practicing the trick of fascination in the courtyard, so he tiptoed a little and flew over to attack.

The wind poured into his eyes, and he hurriedly quickened the change of pace, and was able to avoid this blow.

"Yes, there is progress!" Xiao Yuchen nodded with satisfaction, "Come again!" his body moved, and he attacked again.

The two of them fought for half an hour with one attack and one dodge, and Xiao Yuchen's every attack was successfully dodged.