Chapter 3291

"Hello." after seeing them, Lin Yong paused, walked forward and said hello gently.

The night breeze looked at him silently, cold.

"I like this prize very much and need it. I can buy it at a high price. What do you think?" Lin Yong whispered, not in a hurry to discuss with them. It was a very comfortable attitude. Unfortunately, he met the dark guard.

Buy prizes?

If other things may be negotiable.

But when I think of my son, I know it is impossible.

"Our master..." the night brushed Caton, without waves and waves: "I like it better."

"Poof -" the night came and couldn't help laughing.

This contrast.

That's amazing.

He touched his chin as if nothing had happened.

"Really not?" Lin Yong pursed his thin lips with a sincere attitude. "You can bid."

How is that possible?

They have to take it back to work, otherwise they don't have to go back.

Night Lin narrowed his eyes and said, "sorry, our master is very rare and can't give up his love."

After saying that, he grabbed Yefu's shoulder and said carelessly, "do you say Yefu?"

In the principle that silence is golden, Yefu didn't speak again, but pushed away Yelin's claws.

The night came with a tut.

Lin Yongzhang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but suddenly he heard a low magnetic voice. The tone was very light, the sound quality was very good, and there was some indescribable ridicule.

"Night breeze." condescending indifference, "waste what words."

Lin Yong subconsciously followed the direction of the sound source and saw only the slender figure against the light, handsome and noble, lazy and cold, picture like people.

At that second,

Just hit the unfathomable eyes.

The childe leaned against the railing and stood tall and straight. His white fingertips tapped the railing. His eyes were still cold in the sun.

Somehow,

Lin Yong felt not only coldness, but also... Hostility from the man's eyes?

They should have no intersection.

Lin Yong wondered.

Feng Xiao sneered and turned indifferently.

The night blows tightly and purses thin lips.

It's not his nonsense!

It's the guy at night!

Night Fu, whistling in his heart, came to the son and handed the gift to the son.

The Phoenix flute hung her eyes and took it over lightly, but the action was cherished.

The other dark guards looked puzzled.

Is it difficult for their son to really change his sex?!

"Step back." Feng Xiao said lazily. Instead of going back to the restaurant, he walked to the opposite teahouse.

Leave a pile of dark guards alone.

"... the son of God is not normal today."

"No, that's very abnormal."

"Strange."

"Night, don't you really know?"

"I don't know."

…

"Princess, is that the prince of Dingyuan Marquis?" when the maid saw the slender figure walking into the teahouse, her eyes lit up and she was very puzzled.

What day is today?

One, two.

Ning Yu'an whispered "ah?" and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. She was no longer just indifferent. Her soft apricot eyes reflected a person's shadow and blushed slightly.

Feng Xiao is very purposeful. Step by step, she walks in front of the girl and stops.

"Princess." the voice falling from the top is magnetic and provocative. The clear sound quality is drunk and sexy. "Meet again."

The girl raised her eyes a little and bumped into such a gentle and evil smile. She bent her thin lips a little and gently called, "son of the world."

"I see you like it very much." Feng Xiao leaned over the table with one hand and threw a beautiful and slender shadow through the sun. His cold and hard fingers held cute small objects in contrast to his lazy temperament, but unexpectedly raised them and handed them to Ning Yu'an.

The oblique shadow can just be reflected on the girl, enveloping people as if they were nothing. The halo of young and middle-aged people looks like a picture. Ning yuan's heart rate is faster and faster, and the halo at the tip of his ears is dyed carmine, dense with the hot temperature.

"Thank you, Shizi. Thanks for your help. Luo Lan, take the silver reward to ten heroes."

Such a gift itself is not a valuable object. It is better to receive it safely without psychological burden.

In return, she should give him something.

But I haven't had it now. I can only see you next time.

Moreover, when the young man leaned close and the clean and pleasant cold fragrance lingered slightly, he was drunk to his heart without touching the wine.

When the girl reached out to take over the cute pet piece, the White Soft FINGERTIP inadvertently rubbed the young man's cold and white fingers, which was only a brief contact.

Ning Yu'an only felt that her fingertips were burned and quickly took back her hand.

The Phoenix flute was slightly stunned, the fingertips were vaguely hot, and the heartbeat was uncontrollable.

He rarely gets out of control like this.

Now there are exceptions.

"The Dragon Boat Team... Is it your son?" Ning Yu'an asked with her hands behind her, her white fingertips against the cute pet pieces, her face still warm, thinking of the picture of the dragon boat race just now.

Feng Xiao would think of the performance that the dark guard just couldn't bear to look directly at. He was a little silent and nodded, "HMM."

Ning Yu'an was in a happy mood. "The son of God is interested in dragon boat racing?"

"No." Feng Xiao looked at her with a smile, denied it, and lingered out of her lips and teeth word by word. For no reason, it meant a little more love: "I'm not interested in this."

At that moment,

Ning Yu'an's heart beat a little faster.

The sunshine outside the teahouse is warm and genial. It flows like a broken gold star to outline the girl's face. Her eyebrows are warm and beautiful. Her earlobes are a little intoxicating rouge. Her slightly open apricot eyes are beautiful, cute and elegant, like a fairy coming out of the painting.

…

On this day,

Ranbai goes to the barracks to deal with the recent military and political affairs. By the way, she abuses her power for personal gain and comes to see the beauty of her family in the barracks.

I wonder if I've been tanned.

Where the barracks are so tired

Her childe looks white and delicate, and should be well spoiled.

Ranbai thought carelessly and went to the military affairs office in the barracks first.

General Su Yan is a big man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is dignified. Because of the relationship between marching and fighting all year round, he has a kind of evil spirit that can't be dispersed. He is heroic and straightforward. He is discussing problems with others.

After receiving the notice in advance, when I saw the princess coming, I bowed my hand respectfully from the bottom of my heart: "Your Highness."

Who knows that Princess Xizhao was called the God of war by the world a few years ago.

But in recent years, in dealing with political affairs, no one has forgotten the past brilliance of the princess.

Iron blood means.

Better than men.

Ran Bai gave a sound. She could just see Su Yan from her point of view. At the same time, she saw a figure with his back to her. He was slender and tall, with a somewhat arbitrary and cold attitude, and was lazy and noble.