Chapter 372

Chixiao words fall, in addition to the Dragon Dance Night is still engrossed in gnawing chicken legs, the rest of the people have stopped action, lingbai a face to see the good play of looking at the Dragon Zixuan, yunyixuan still look at Fengyu.

Feng Yu raises his head and smiles at Yun Yixuan. Then he turns to see the envelope in Chixiao's hand. It's written by beimingyuan to long Zixuan. I don't know whether it's expressing my heart or pouring out the pain of missing?

"Chixiao, to the little master."

Long Zixuan is holding the wine cup in his hand, and his voice rings faintly. Everyone is stunned again. Ling Bai looks at long Zixuan's eyes with a light sneer.

It's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true that it's true?

Can't you become the legendary wife slave?

Tut Tut, he has foreseen this painful and happy day in the future, but it's all his own, not worthy of sympathy.

Yun Yixuan's eyelashes trembled for a moment, and he took the wine cup in front of him and drank it. It seems that this man is really good to the third sister. No wonder the third sister likes him so much.

Long Zixuan is really a good choice. I hope he can keep it like this all the time.

Even Fengyu, also unexpectedly picked eyebrows, did not expect, dragon Zixuan unexpectedly will let Chixiao give her the letter, is let her see first?

This is from beimingyuan. Isn't it good for her to see it?

Chixiao soon recovered. He was used to the Lord's love for the little Lord, so he didn't feel much surprised. If the Lord really took the letter from him at this time, I'm afraid he would be surprised.

Chixiao presented the envelope in his hand to Fengyu. His voice said respectfully, "little Lord, please."

Feng Yu shook his head, did not reach out to pick up, a pair of eyes to see the Dragon Zixuan, helplessly said, "this is not for me, you'd better go to see it yourself."

Dragon Zixuan's eyes moved, and the bottom of his eyes was slightly unhappy. Suddenly, his palm moved, and a flame sprang up on the envelope in Chixiao's hand. Chixiao's face changed greatly, but he still couldn't bear to move.

Although the palm temperature is very hot, he knows that the main purpose is the envelope in his hand, so it won't hurt him.

Everyone looked at the burning envelope in Chixiao's hand. In a flash, the letter turned into ashes and appeared in Chixiao's hand.

Long Zixuan took the wine pot and added a cup to himself. The voice of the devil was cool. "Chixiao, if beimingyuan asks you to transfer something to us in the future, you can just look at it and deal with it. In a word, don't take it to us. Do you understand?"

Chixiao's head was low, and his voice was afraid to say, "yes, Lord."

The voice of dragon purple Xuan evil spirit faintly eh a, "this time I don't care with you, you and go down."

"Yes, thank you, Lord."

Chixiao turned and retreated.

Yun Yixuan put down his wine glass, looked at long Zixuan with a smile on his face, and said in a gentle voice, "master long, I want to talk to you about something. I don't know if I can take a step?"

Feng Yu turns to see Xiang Yun Yixuan. Isn't her brother coming to see her? Is there something to look for long Zixuan? However, it seems that my brother is not familiar with long Zixuan, right? What does he want to talk about with longzixuan?

She turned her head and silently looked at long Zixuan. She didn't know if he would give his brother this face. Would he? After all, her brother is her brother, isn't he?

As the saying goes, if you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, shouldn't you look at her face?

Long Zixuan held the wine cup and raised his eyelids. A pair of dark eyes looked at Xiang yunyixuan. After a long time, he nodded. The voice of the devil said, "good."

The smile of cloud Yi Xuan lips cape is deeper, he knows, he won't refuse.

Long Zixuan looks at Feng Yu and picks up chopsticks to put some food she likes in her bowl. The voice of magic Spirit says gently, "little feather, I'll go to the study with master Yun. You and Wu ye eat here, eh?"

Feng Yu nodded and said, "I know. Go ahead."

Long Zixuan gave a sound, and then looked at the Dragon Dance Night, which was very pleasant to eat. The eyes of the demon were full of disgust. The faint voice warned, "dance night, don't bully her, otherwise, I will send you away."

Dragon Dance Night is not happy to hum a, said, "I know, I promise not to bully her, uncle?"

Do you want to treat them differently? She's his niece, that girl. Is she still an outsider at this stage? Can uncle tell who is close to whom?

Dragon Dance Night is not happy with chopsticks poke bowl bone, dragon Zixuan light looked at her one eye, from the chair up, a pair of eyes to see cloud Yixuan, said, "cloud childe, go with this seat."

"Good."

Yun Yixuan also got up from his chair and looked at Feng Yu in a soft voice. "Third sister, my brother will come to you soon and wait for me."

Feng Yu nodded and watched long Zixuan and Yun Yixuan leave one after another. There were only three of them left on the table. Ling Bai was intoxicated with his wine. The dragon dance night still breathed at the bones in the bowl, as if it was long Zixuan.Fengyu looks at her childish action, and her lips can't help hooking up. In fact, she is also very aggrieved for the dragon dance night. When she meets an uncle like long Zixuan, she really can't be aggrieved any more.

"Dance night, do you mind if I call you that?"

Feng Yu holds her arm and looks at the Dragon Dance Night with a smile on her face. The action in the hand of the Dragon Dance Night stops and looks up at Xiang Feng Yu. Her ruddy lip pouts and says, "what do you mind? Please call me."

The smile of Feng Yu's lips is deeper. This girl, as expected, has a bright personality. She just doesn't know why she said that she was the fiancee of long Zixuan in front of her. Is it to give her a bad impression?

No matter what, it's gone. Feng Yu's eyebrows moved. Looking at the Dragon Dance Night, she said, "what do you think of your uncle?"

Dragon Dance Night eyes across a light, way, "my uncle is certainly the best man in the world, why do you ask? Don't you think my uncle is good? "

When it comes to the last sentence, the sweet voice has been vaguely angry. It seems that as long as Fengyu dares to say no, she dares to turn her face immediately.

Feng Yu Wu lips lightly a smile, way, "I certainly also think your uncle is very good, otherwise how can with him together."

She is better to her than to her niece. How unsatisfied she is that she thinks he is not good. If he is not good, is there a good man in the world?

"That's about the same."

The Dragon Dance Night snorted. She was satisfied with Fengyu's answer. She seemed to think of something. There was a faint cunning in her eyes, and her voice was mysterious. "The seven princesses, I don't know where they came from, seem to like my uncle very much. Sister Yu, why don't we go out and see if she's gone?"