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On that day, Nangong Waner, Liu Ru, Xiao Ze, and Qing Feng happily split up and headed back to their own residences. As Qing Feng shamelessly insisted that Nangong Waner take a detour and give her a set of tickets, Nangong Waner could only reluctantly agree to give it to her.

Although it was his first time seeing her, Nangong Waner felt that it was strange that he did not feel anything from her.

In the carriage, Nangong Waner looked at Qingfeng's beautiful face, and the more she looked at him, the more she felt that Qingfeng had a bewitching look that was slightly more feminine than hers. It wasn't Su Xiangxiang's charm, but was an indescribable, pure and straightforward kind of beauty.

"What are you looking at?" Qing Feng suddenly turned and asked Nangong Waner.

"Look at you, a man with such soft facial features. You're even prettier than a woman." Nangong Waner was not shy and went straight to the point.

He did not expect that when Qing Feng heard Nangong Waner comparing him to a woman, he did not get angry, but laughed mischievously. He looked at Nangong Waner and asked, "Compared to Chu Xiuhan, who is better looking?"

"Compared to Chu Xiuhan, although Chu Xiuhan is masculine and handsome, you have the coquettish warmth of a woman …" Nangong Waner suddenly realized that something was amiss and changed the subject, "You've met Chu Xiuhan before? When and where did you meet Chu Xiuhan? "

"Of course I haven't, but I've heard some rumors about you. I thought that since you often live in the Prince Zhan's Mansion, you should have seen Chu Xiuhan before, and the rumored Prince Zhan is the most handsome man in the world, so I asked you about it." As he spoke, Qing Feng took out a paper fan and started to play with it.

After hearing Qingfeng's words, Nangong Waner did not say anything else. Also out of curiosity, Nangong Waner lowered his head to look at the fan, "A good fan, why did you add a bastard here? Qingfeng, your taste is really special. " Nangong Waner lowered his head and pointed at the paper fan drawing of a Red King 8, and said with great pity.

Regarding painting, Nangong Waner did not have much experience. At most, he had seen a fan drawn by the so called Tian Sheng's Painted Immortal Han Xiuzi, which was given to Qin Ruxue by Chu Xiuhan. However, the painting in Qing Feng's hand was much better than the one in Han Xiuzi's hands. He knew that it definitely wasn't any ordinary painting.

With that thought, Nangong Waner looked again carefully, the place where the tentacles touched seemed to be like the River of Forgetfulness, flowing with the River of Forgetfulness, where the large flower was only able to bloom with underworld. It was just that once he had observed the fan carefully, the black grey colour was very depressing. Slowly, Nangong Waner started to feel that it was a little terrifying.

Suddenly, Nangong Waner felt that this red-coloured bastard's drawing was really heaven defying, it instantly added a sense of elation to the scene of the underworld. Nangong Waner could not help but praise him again, "But looking at it carefully, this bastard's drawing is truly exquisite, it is incomparably exquisite, Qing Feng, you are truly an elegant person who understands painting."

Nangong Waner looked at Qingfeng with a smile, but Qingfeng could not help but twitch his eyes and say, "Your taste has never changed after all these years."

"What hasn't changed?"

"Nothing, that … You must remember to take a look at the tickets I gave you for the theater. As your good friend, I can't possibly not give you this much face, right. " Qing Feng hurriedly changed the topic, but did not escape Nangong Waner's Fiery Eyes of Truth.

Nangong Waner's eyes were wide open for a moment, and then he lifted her arm that was not too thick, and grabbed onto Qing Feng's neck with a sinister smile, "Nothing much, what do you mean by that? Is this how you speak to your savior? "

Qing Feng's handsome face started to turn purple as he said with great difficulty, "I said that your taste is elegant and your temperament is extraordinary. Elegant and extraordinary."

Nangong Waner suddenly "puchi", and instantly released the arm that almost strangled Qingfeng to death. Then, with a look of enjoyment on his face, he said: "If you want me to say, you are talented, but you are also very accurate in your judgement." After saying that, Nangong Waner took the opportunity to pat Qing Feng's head in admiration, not caring about the whites in his eyes that Qing Feng could not bear to look at, "You look good too." Nangong Waner was not stingy with his praises.

Because he was angered by Nangong Waner, he directly opened the curtain of the carriage and jumped down, "I had eaten too much in the afternoon, I'm going to walk back." Before he could finish, he had already disappeared.

Nangong Waner looked at Qing Feng's back as he left, muttering to himself, "I feel like I've seen him somewhere, it's a very familiar feeling."

At night, Nangong Waner was unable to sleep, he tossed and turned on the bed, dressed in his clothes, he sat on the steps of the courtyard, the cool night wind blew, and Nangong Waner's messy hair started to sway lightly in the wind.

He just sat there quietly for a while, blowing on the wind. Looking at the vast and boundless starry sky, Nangong Waner felt that her messy mind had calmed down a lot, and thus, she sat for a while longer with a lustful and lustful feeling.

After sitting for a while longer, Nangong Waner started to get confused as she sat, and started shaking her head sleepily. Just as she was about to fall back while sleeping, she unexpectedly did not land on the ground, and instead landed solidly in a warm embrace.

Nangong Waner looked up hazily. "I'm dreaming again", Nangong Waner saw Chu Xiuhan, who should be thousands of miles away. Chu Xiuhan, who had returned to Shangjing City, was about to marry Su Xiangxiang and Qin Ruxue and enter the Duke Palaces.

It was unknown when Chu Xiuhan came to the courtyard, but he was currently in his embrace.

"Go to bed, eh?" Chu Xiuhan said as he looked at Nangong Waner, who he had not seen for a few days.

Nangong Waner saw Chu Xiuhan hug him so gently and his words were so gentle. He thought that the dream was so beautiful, but the reality was so cold. "Wahhh …" Nangong Waner cried his heart out and pulled on Chu Xiuhan's clothes fiercely. He cried against Chu Xiuhan's chest with all his might for a while.

Chu Xiuhan laughed helplessly, "What a kid" as he said this, he reached out to wipe the tears on Nangong Waner's face.

He carried Nangong Waner back to his room and laid him on the bed. Chu Xiuhan also laid down on his bed and hugged him to coax him. Nangong Waner cried on his own for a while before falling asleep.

In the courtyard, Ju Xiang seemed to have heard something and came out to take a look. "I'm befuddled", he muttered to himself before going back to sleep.

At this time, on one of the roofs of Nangong Waner's side courtyard, a black-clothed person glanced inside the courtyard and paused for a moment before quickly disappearing into the boundless night.