da dao xiu yuan

Chapter 40 Trembling

Yin Yifan squatted down and leaned his head to approach Fan Qing. His eyes did not squint, and the corners of his mouth bent gently.

"What are you doing? I'm very simple?"

Fan Qing suffoed for a long time, and finally came up with this sentence that made Yin Yifan's heart irritated.

"You!"

Yin Yifan clenched his fist and moved the corners of his mouth. After all, he still did not take action.

Fan Qing protected his hands in front of him, trembling uneasily, and his face turned pale with fear. However, he saw that Yin Yifan had nothing to do with him. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows and blinking his eyes, looking like Lori's shyness, which made Yin Yifan's hair creepy and rolled his eyes.

Yin Yifan exhaled and stood up, but did not leave. He just said faintly, "I'm sorry, I took too much action, but fortunately you didn't die, so be a good person."

"Hmm?" Fan Qing put down his trembling hands in front of him and looked up doubtfully. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Men." Yin Yifan paused, and then said to Fan Qing as if pointing out, "The important thing is to have a hot heart, and the rest is not important."

"Heart?" Fan Qing still has a man's heart now. His eyes were a little confused. He bent down and his eyes overflowed with tears.

"Second young master, let's go." When Yin Yifan saw Fan Qing like this, he shouted. Fan Zi followed him when he heard the words. The two did not go to see Fan Qing sitting on the ground again, and the latter did not pay attention to them.

Fan Qing was just in a daze. No one noticed that the hands that had inadvertently pinched into orchids were now tightly clenched into fists. It's not a pink fist, but a man's fist.

"Brother Fan, are you all right?"

Fan Zi raised her head and called worriedly.

Yin Yifan just shook his head and smiled. The two unconsciously passed through the corridor, and in front of them was a big house with gold bricks and red tiles, which was arrogant and magnificent.

This is the innermost of the Fan family's five-fold courtyard wall, the Fan family's hospitality lobby.

The purple pillars stand on both sides of the door. The bright red threshold is high, long and spotless. Obviously, the servants have often cleaned it up. Looking into the hall, the high chairs of sandalwood are connected in two, separated by a small table. The two rows penetrated into the depths and pulled out a scene of more than ten feet.

In the high position, dressed in gorgeous clothes, the energetic Fan Liduan sat in front of a pair of ten thousand horses galloping. Fan Yan's beside him was still plain white clothes, which could not hide the magnificent temperament at all. He virtuously held a wine bottle and served the former.

In this way, I didn't see Fan Wushi, which shows how much his status has suddenly dropped. No wonder he can't wait to pull out Yin Yifan's skin and cramps.

The people who enter the guest seat are not strange. They are not luxurious in a black shirt, but it is difficult to hide the pressure of a high position. It is Yan Cheng, the owner of Shunfeng City. Standing beside him was a maid of the Fan family to help serve wine. However, at this time, there is still a yellow-shirted girl sitting next to him. Who is Yan Xiaoxin's gentle and pure temperament?

Yan Xiaoxin did not smile, looked thoughtful, and sat aside in a daze. The Fan family maid next to her was holding a wine jug and was helpless and sleepy.

"It's a great honor for the lord of the city to come. Fan would like to give you a toast." Fan Li picked up the wine bottle, bowed slightly and drank a cup of himself.

Yan Cheng also nodded and drank a cup with a smile and said, "Fan Li, this time I really have something important to discuss with you. If you do it beautifully, it is not impossible to prosper in the future."

"Oh?" Fan Li's eyes lit up and he was not interested.

"But this matter is top secret, so you and I can only talk about it alone." Yan Cheng picked up the wine bottle that had already been filled with wine and pretended to drink a glass of wine mysteriously.

"Lord, don't you usually come to him for this opportunity?" Fan Li was not stupid, even if he asked tentatively.

Yan Cheng's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and after a moment, he grinned and said, "You don't know anything about this."

"Dad!"

At this time, two teenagers walked outside the lobby. It was Fan Zi and Yin Yifan. They walked one after the other, and it was Fan Zi who called out mischievously.

"Zi'er?" Fan Yan called doubtfully and took a look at Yin Yifan.

At this time, Yin Yifan looked calm and reserved. Fan Li and Yan Cheng in the lobby were far from what he could deal with now.

"Yin Yifan!" A slight sound was mixed with incomparable excitement. Yan Xiaoxin was about to stand up, but he was held down by Yan Cheng and couldn't move.

Yan Cheng's face is not very good-looking. Originally, he thought that Yin Yifan's bones would be gone when he entered the Fan family, but in this way, he still lived a good life. I don't know why, Yan Cheng couldn't help looking at Yin Yifan more.

"Yan Xiaoxin?" Yin Yifan also turned his head slightly and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Lord, is this a dog?" Fan Li didn't pay attention to these things. He laughed and introduced Yan Cheng.

"I have met the lord of the city." Fan Zi was also sensible and turned around to say hello respectfully.

"Ha ha, when we meet for the first time, this Mang Shang sword will be given to you, hahaha!" Yan Cheng naturally understood the worldly wisdom. With a touch of the ring in his hand, he showed a long sword, shining white light and a little cold.

"Hmm?" Fan Zi couldn't help but be stunned when she saw that Yan Cheng was giving a sword as soon as they met. She looked at it in a daze and didn't react.

"Lord, you are..." Fan Li couldn't help but be stunned. It is said that this Mangshang sword is said to be a low-grade weapon. If it is placed outside, it is not to mention the value of the city, but also known as the great value.

"It doesn't matter. This little guy is very opposite, and you don't have to be polite to me." Yan Cheng smiled and motioned to the maid beside him.

After taking the long sword, Fan Zi gently wiped the body of the sword, and her eyes lit up. Then she seemed to think of something and quickly bowed deeply to Yan Cheng and said, "Fan Zi, thank you, Lord of the city."

Yan Cheng also raised his head and laughed. Immediately, he straightened his face and turned to Fan Li and said, "Fan Li, I'd better take a step to talk."

Naturally, Fan Li understood the meaning of Yan Cheng. He quickly stood up and said, "Lord, please follow me."

In a short time, the two bigwigs who stamped their feet in SF City could make the trembling of the whole city leave, and they didn't know what to talk about. Yin Yifan inexplicably felt something wrong. He had always known that Yan Cheng, the city lord, had a good relationship with Qi Shen and did not like Fan Li.

At this time, Yan Cheng actually came to Fan Li to talk about something. What's wrong with this? Yin Yifan thought about it for a long time, but there was no reason.

As soon as Fan Yan saw Yanxin sitting alone without moving her chopsticks, she couldn't help saying, "Miss Yan, why don't you eat something?"

Yan Xiaoxin did not answer, but slightly raised her head and nodded to Fan Yan.

In the subtle atmosphere, Yin Yifan felt particularly embarrassed, but arched his hand and retreated, sitting alone in a corridor, looking aimlessly at the scenery on both sides.

"Yin Yifan."

And behind Yin Yifan, this gentle voice sounded gently, like a wisp of breeze, which calmed his mood.

Slowly turned her head, and into her eyes, the cold wind brushed her skirt and hair. Looking at each other, her body was clearly trembling slightly. Only those thin hands seemed to hold something, tightly pinched together and hung in front of him.

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