Chapter 107 Dormitory Talk: Disrupt a Pool of Dead Water for Dinner

At night, the house is sealed with nine consecutive bedrooms

The man closed the door with his sleeves and closed the door with his backhand.

With a slight light shadow, Feng Jiulian leaned on the couch not far away, holding a bottle of wine and looking at the man from the table, and then floating the silhouette of "two people dependent on each other" cast on the window, inadvertently aiming at a corner outside the courtyard, and raising his eyebrows and smiling.

"Brother Murong ~ Late at night, it's lonely and unbearable, thinking about my little brother..."

The man stretched out his sleeves without expression, picked up the silver needle beside him and picked it up to the center of the candlelight. It was very natural to throw his hands and feet. It seemed that he had done many times about this thing alone. In the quiet room, he suddenly heard that the center of the lamp burst lightly, which was very strange.

"Bai Wulian, there must be a limit to this joke. Don't be too smart and make mistakes again and again." The man put down the silver needle and turned his indifferent eyes to him on the couch.

He really changed his face slightly, frowned and sat up straight, and his long narrow eyes, which were full of smile and unclear, were extremely cold in an instant:

"How many times have I said that if we mention that name again, we won't even have to be brothers!"

The man snorted coldly and raised his glass to drink for himself.

When he saw that the man seemed to have no intention to continue this topic, he relaxed his guard and played with his hair boredly:

"All right, isn't it just a name? Brother Shen?"

The man looked up, raised the wine cup in his hand, and drank it all.

He had to laugh and say, "I thought I didn't know your little Jiujiu. You roared and drove the carriage to my Qixia mountain world. Isn't it just for her? Even if I don't pick you up, you will definitely come up the mountain to find me... I have heard more or less about her being targeted before. Although we are brothers, do you have a favorable attitude?

"You don't have to say whether this is helpful or not." The man still calmly drank and did not see the slightest sign of anxiety.

He sighed softly, and the red sleeve brushed wildly, "Alas... I lost to you. What do you think I would pick you up to the cottage if I didn't help? Besides, I'm very satisfied with the gift you brought me. I've been hiding from me over the years, but it's easy for me to find~ Just for this gift to help you stop talking~"

The man is still calm. "With your words, it's better than this glass of light wine~" He looked up and drank it again. It can't be said that he is unscrupulous and romantic, quite heroic in the northwest.

He raised his eyes, glanced out of the window again, got up and sat next to the man, and smiled:

"That's it, how can I help?"

Although the action is ambiguous, the tone is different from the previous seriousness.

The man glanced at him. Others looked at the silhouette on the window knowingly and really thought that there were many waves in it. They saw that the wine cup leaned near the man's mouth and wanted to drink or not, which was very criminal. "It's very simple, but..."

Men's equally indifferent and serious voices are getting smaller and smaller...

My cat clenched the handkerchief in the corner of the wall.

Bastard! I knew that there must be something wrong with the fox's refusal to travel with me! Isn't this? After squatting for so long, I finally caught the evidence! In the middle of the night, a big man with a demonic face ran to another equally evil man's room. What good can it be?!

Besides, a demon man doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and lights the lamp. What's wrong with the silhouette projected on the window paper after another man enters the house?

broken sleeves?! I can't tolerate my man being bent by another man and hooked up in front of me!

Ah, ah, ah!

What does Feng Jiulian do when he sits on the fox's lap? The head is getting closer and closer... getting closer and closer?! Why didn't the fox resist? Is it true that he was really moved by that Jiulianfan?!

No!

At the moment when the handkerchief between the teeth was biting, the silhouette happened to be separated, and then the tall figure of the fox gradually enlarged. Finally, he opened the door from the inside with a "squeak". After closing it with his backhand, he looked around vigilantly. Seeing that there was no one else, he turned and left.

I took back my sight on the back of the fox, and then looked at Feng Jiulian leaning lazily by the door with his arms in his arms. I almost rushed up to fight with the evil man with black eyes, and took several deep breaths before pulling back my mind.

I don't know if it was my eyes. At the moment when Feng Jiulian's red clothes shook my eyelids so much that he couldn't open them, he actually glanced at the place where I was hiding, which was quite meaningful! I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat behind my back. Can't I demonstrate?!

Go!

How can you grow the prestige of others and destroy your own ambition?!

It's not promising!

I rubbed my eyes and wanted to take a closer look. Unexpectedly, the nine companies actually threw the door on the hook, and the light in the room went out in an instant.

What is this? **Naked provocation?

I stood up angrily, regardless of the dead leaves and grass. I poohed towards the threshold with great momentum, then raised my head and put on my skirt and swaggered along the road.

Unexpectedly, in the dark room, there was a gap in the closed window, and the long narrow eyes that were still shining in the night were staring at the distant figure, which was very interesting:

"I will avenge her. I don't know if she can relieve her anger..."

Feng Jiu has been living in his village for many days. Previously, the fox kept on his way day and night, but now he looks leisurely. Is it really related to Feng Jiulian?

Feng Jiulian is happy in red, and his face looks like he will wander around... Sometimes I often wonder, if such a beautiful person is a daughter, will the fox be upright and marry back to the royal palace to be the serious princess Jing?

Then, I looked at Feng Jiulian's face and always felt a little familiar, but I couldn't remember it all of a sudden.

Until this day, I always wanted to stick to the fox's Bai Wuhen. Since the appearance of Feng Jiulian, I haven't gone out until I went to Fengjiazhai. Until this time, when I squatted outside the fox's house, I actually saw the rare Bai Wumark stepping out of the threshold of the guest room to find the fox. I accidentally met the Jiulian on the road, and unexpectedly saw He turned around with a ghostly white face and ran away!

Feng Jiulian actually vowed to haunt the fox and expect the fox to change his mind. Bai Wumu, who repaired his old wish for this, was so scared that he even forgot about coming to the fox, and almost ran away...

And the nine companies also smiled abnormally and looked at the white shadow leaving. After a while, they turned away with a blank face.

It happened too fast, and no one said a word, so that the two figures completely disappeared, as if the scene just now did not happen. Feng Jiulian had never been here, and Bai Wuhen was still just the paranoid woman who was obsessed with foxes.

If it hadn't been for the calm appearance of the two people who met only at the dinner table with their own eyes, no one would feel that there was anything between them.

"Come on~ Miss Qin, tasted our crispy and drunken wings and cooked them with my exclusive secret recipe. In those years, it was Brother Shen's favorite in heaven~"

Feng Jiulian glanced at the fox affectionately. Although the fox bit his bean curd brain and did not respond, he saw my eyes breathe fire... Does the fox like to eat chicken wings? Turkey wings? It is said that the ordinary people have no knowledge, so they use turkey wings... To put it bluntly, ostrich wings are offered as phoenix wings, and Feng Jiulian actually...

But no matter how much I stared and didn't refute that I liked to eat this crispy drunken-winged fox, he still looked like an uninterested outsider and scooped up the bowl of bean curd brain in front of him, as if he was still absent-minded.

I gritted my teeth and was about to stand up, but I accidentally found that the white face sitting on the other side of the fox was abnormally white, but mechanically clamping the vegetables in front of me, and I numbly pulled white rice into my mouth, as if I was hiding from someone's eyes, and kept trying to lower my head and play low profile.

I looked at it in an instant. Looking at the nine companies, my smile was not as presumptuous as before. On the contrary, the corners of my eyes and eyebrows were stained with a layer of silent coldness, and my smile was even worse. I simply got up and hooked the neck of the fox across the table:

"Qinglang~What do you think is your favorite food~

Everyone present, including me, was shocked and almost dropped the bowls and chopsticks in their hands.

I sat on the right side of the fox, and Cangxi sat on my right across Xifeng. At this moment, Xifeng, who bypassed the iceberg face that was in the way, frowned at me and said, "I said, you don't care about this? If you can't help following the Jiulian Yuanjun, you won't have time to cry!"

I had a green face, and I was about to fall straight to the beaten face of Cangxi. The fox stood up from the left side through the white and trace of Uncle Rong. His face looked at the fox in an "ambiguous" posture and Feng Jiulian, and turned his head and rushed out of the dining room with scattered pupils.

I unfortunately glanced at the delicious food full of the round table, and it was tasteless in an instant. I waved my hand and got up:

"You eat slowly. I've finished eating. Go down and have a rest first."

Unexpectedly, when I just got up, the fox next to me took my hand and frowned at my bowl. "There's so much left. You can't fool me like this tonight."

I glanced at less than one-third of the food, and then looked at Feng Jiulian, who had let go of the fox paralyzed back to his seat, also with a cold and pale face, and sighed, "I have no appetite. Just eat it. Don't worry about me."

After saying that, he pulled back his hand and walked out of the door.

The fox behind him wanted to chase, and it seemed to be persuaded by Uncle Rong. He faintly heard Uncle Rong say that he would discuss a big plan or something later.

The fox hides something from me, but I believe in him and I will wait for the day he tells me. However, even if the fox is to show someone, I can't let go of making out with others! Women can't, let alone men!

Walking, I don't know where I turned, and I saw a familiar figure standing in front of a small artificial pond, silent.

The white dress almost scared me so much that I thought I had seen the ghost at night!

The worried heart approached and found that it was the white trace who had just left the table early.

I walked to her and saw her staring at the moon shining. I thought she hadn't found my existence when thinking about her own affairs, but she said:

"Qinglang treats me, it's just a brother-sister friendship. Do you think I don't know?"