Early the next morning, when a group of people left the deep forest, they saw a woman in black gauze and thin clothes. She could be regarded as a beautiful woman. She shuttled through the forest and had excellent light skills. She landed on a big branch and saw two handsome men in front. Driving a horse, pulling a dark green bead curtain carriage.
The woman flew down from the branch and landed on the side road in front of the carriage. She raised her hands and saluted, "Your Majesty Fengjiu, I pay my respects to Lord Shenjiang."
Shenjiang stopped the carriage, Qian Jianhuan was dressed in southern Xinjiang clothing, opened the bead curtain, Fengjiu turned his head and saw her, with a complicated expression, but deep and silent.
"Get up." After saying this, Shen Jiang heard the sound of the bead curtain and turned around to look at Qian Jianhuan. The coldness in her eyes that had just returned suddenly became simple and gentle, as if the moment she looked at Qian Jianhuan, he was A simple and gentle little boy...
Fengjiu then glanced sideways at Qian Jianhuan, his face was cold, and his arrogant eyes were sharp and alienated. He turned around and glanced secretly at Rong Ji next to him. He was independent and handsome. This man was too perfect. , so much so that Fengjiu didn't dare to look at him for a moment, and her heart was throbbing uncontrollably... Even the male god of the demon world like Shen Jiang was a bit inferior in front of him...
"Brother Shenjiang, if anything happens, we can handle it." Rong Ji turned around and glanced at Qian Jianhuan, then looked at Shenjiang and said
Shen Jiang looked at him and looked at Fengjiu, "You go down." Then he said "Drive" and the carriage started again.
Fengjiu cupped his hands and said "Yes"
After saying this, the carriage slowly passed by Fengjiu. Qian Jianhuan and Fengjiu just looked at each other and shuddered...
And the way Fengjiu looked at her was also full of inquiry...
Wearing red and blue clothes with the characteristics of ethnic minorities in southern Xinjiang, a face that is half Central Plains and half southern Xinjiang, and clear and cute eyes. When not smiling, those eyes look like a smiling fox, so charming , people can’t help but stare...indescribable
Fengjiu looked at the carriage that was getting further away, and narrowed his eyes slightly...
Dazhou, Linyue Tower.
"Wow, I'm finally back." Qian Jianhuan got out of the car, stood at the secret entrance to the backyard of Linyue Tower, and stretched.
"Jian Huan, you're finally back." When Xiao Longnu saw Qian Jian Huan, she hurriedly ran down from the second floor of the backyard.
I saw two handsome men standing next to Qian Jianhuan.
"This is..." Xiao Longnu asked
"Devil Cult Shen Jiang" Shen Jiang cupped his hands and said
"Dragon Elegy" Xiao Longnu held up her hand and immediately pulled Qian Jianhuan aside, "Jianhuan, a handsome man with money and excellent martial arts came here a few days ago. He didn't look for Yinxue, but you..."
Qian Jianhuan heard this: "Beautiful man? Rich? Only looking for me? Where is he?"
Xiao Longnu looked at Rong Ji and whispered, "At Chaoyang Restaurant, I arranged where he should go."
"Go take a look???" Qian Jianhuan glanced at Rong Ji and said secretly.
Long Dienge turned to the maid next to him and said, "Help the two young masters arrange accommodation. I have something to do with the landlord." After that, he took Qian Jianhuan and left. "I'll come back as soon as I go." Qian Jianhuan turned around and said.
Rong Ji chased after him, "Is something urgent?"
Qian Jianhuan said with a fake smile, "Official business"
Then he was pulled away by Xiao Longnu.
"More money than the last emperor?" Qian Jianhuan, dressed as a madam after packing, asked in a low voice
"People are stupid and have too much money..." Long lamented.
"How do you say it?" Qian Jianhuan said with force to glue the matchmaker mole on his mouth.
"I said you like money, and he is the one who tops the list these days, spending more generously than the emperor," Long lamented.
The two of them headed towards Chaoyang Restaurant.
Staggeringly, he entered Chaoyang Restaurant.
"Greetings to the original poster." The waiter and the store manager both saluted. Uncle Wu Bian, who was drinking and eating on the third floor, looked towards the first floor and directly put his hair up, decorated with various pearls, hairpins and jade, and even inserted a chicken feather. That face It looks like a monkey's butt, especially the blush on the cheeks, which is hard to describe, and the mouth is like a female ghost... The matchmaker mole embellishes the eyes, the gorgeous clothes, the big purple chicken feather fan...
Uncle Tai frowned with his long brows...
He tried hard to make Qian Jianhuan's face overlap with this extremely vulgar face. This must be a disguise. It's really hard to tell without looking carefully.
He slowed down and sat back calmly, because he heard the two talking and came to see him.
Qian Jianhuan went up to the third floor, and happened to see Uncle Wu Bian staring at her blankly...
"Too...too...too..." I was almost surprised. This was Taishu Wubian. Qian Jianhuan wanted to leave immediately, but even though he was here, he was still a big benefactor, so he couldn't get along with Qian...
"What's too much?" Uncle Tai stared at her, slowly poured a glass of wine, pushed it to the opposite side, and knocked on the table, "Please, sir."
Qian Jianhuan smiled brightly and sat down uneasily, "Beautiful man, why didn't you tell me that it was Uncle Wu Bian... "I'm so happy, you... are my honored guests in Linyue Tower these days... …”
Before he finished speaking, Taishu Wu Bian took a piece of meat and fed it to Qian Jianhuan's mouth. Qian Jianhuan, who was already worried, couldn't help but feel embarrassed...
"I heard that the original poster is not happy with meat..." As he spoke, Uncle Tai put the meat on Qian Jianhuan's lips. Qian Jianhuan didn't know how to eat. She moved her butt to the side and said with a smile, "It's not the turn." I feel ashamed to be taken care of by a distinguished guest."
As she said this, she cautiously gave Taishu Wubian a glass of wine. Taishu Wubian looked at her and the meat and said, "The poster's mouth is too fat." Then he fed the meat into his mouth and chewed it slowly and happily... ...looked straight at her.
Qian Jianhuan's cheeks instinctively felt hot. Fortunately, the rouge on his face was red and there was no reaction.
The little dragon girl next to her was also dumbfounded. In the past few days, she had gotten to know this uncle Wu Bian a little bit. He was not a womanizer and had indifferent feelings...
"Um...thank you for your visit these days. I heard that your guest specifically came to see me. What's the matter with your guest?" Qian Jianhuan looked at Taishu Wubian and asked.
"Just call me Wu Bian" Taishu Wu Bian said, picking up another piece of braised pork and putting it to Qian Jianhuan's mouth. Qian Jianhuan smiled, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth, "Dear guest, I'll do it myself..."
"Open your mouth and eat another piece." Uncle Tai's braised pork sandwich touched Qian Jianhuan's mouth again. At this time, Rong Ji had already heard the sound and reached the second floor. Qian Jianhuan looked at the braised pork that touched his mouth. If he didn't eat it, he would be eaten again. Uncle Tai ate endlessly, so he simply opened his mouth and ate it
"Jian Huan, what are you doing?" Rong Ji's cold voice came from behind, and Qian Jian Huan looked back.
"It's you..." Taishu Wubian looked at Rong Ji
"So, did you really save him with my Resurrection Pill?" As he spoke, the angry uncle Wu Bian grabbed Qian Jianhuan's wrist, walked to her side, and looked at him directly. Rong Ji was not willing to give in. Showing weakness, the Zhan Han Sword came out from his fingertips. He held the hilt and placed it on Taishu Wu Bian's neck, "Let her go..."
For a moment, there was a strong smell of gunpowder...
Uncle Tai looked at Rong Ji like he was looking at trash, "What? Do you want to die a second time?"
Rong Ji remained unmoved and said, "Let her go..."
Not to mention it was okay, Uncle Wu Bian directly pulled Qian Jianhuan into his arms, performed moves with one hand, controlled the Zhanhan Sword, and sneered, "How dare a mere Zhanhan Sword hold me hostage?"
"Let me go!!! I'm warning anyone who dares to touch my Chaoyang Restaurant, I won't be polite!" Qian Jianhuan said
"What's your relationship?" Uncle Tai asked in Qian Jianhuan's ear.
"We are naturally a couple of immortals." Rong Ji's Zhan Han had already approached Uncle Taishu's boundless neck.
