Chapter 1351

Jiang Yixue first sent Liu Feifei back, and then stopped the car in front of his villa.

Ye Feng's hand gently wrapped around Jiang Yixue's waist. She felt that Jiang Yixue's waist was as soft as cotton, and her lips pressed in the past.

"My beautiful president, now you want to get close to the water first, let's get out of the car."

Two people tightly kiss together, like two repressed volcanoes for a long time, passion is released in this kiss.

But Jiang Yi snow did not go to untie the safety belt, with a bit of resentment: "you go down, I will not go in."

Ye Feng asked suspiciously, "don't you live with me all the time? Is it too wasteful for me to live in such a big villa? Where do you live

Seeing that Ye Feng was a little anxious, Jiang Yixue said with a faint smile, "I don't live here. I'll go and live with Xiao Luo."

"Xiao Luo is going to be with the fat man. You go to the big light bulb of 500 watts."

Jiang Yixue gently took Ye Feng's hand and patiently explained: "you men, you know how to use the following to think. I have to work overtime with Xiao Luo to discuss the details of the exhibition. I don't have time to accompany you, nor does Xiao Luo have time to accompany Jiang pangzi. Now that we have a new project, we should try our best to do it well. I will work overtime with Xiao Luo these days and nights until the end of the exhibition. "

Ye Feng is helpless. Jiang Yixue is a girl who will try her best to do what she wants to do. She has extraordinary perseverance, otherwise she will not manage Tianyuan Group in an orderly way.

She wants to work overtime, and she'll go even if she has to.

Through the window, Ye Feng comforted: "don't work overtime too long. Staying up late is not good for the body and the skin of girls. It will increase dark circles and wrinkles."

Jiang Yixue shrugged her shoulders and kissed Ye Feng goodbye. A sly smile flashed in her eyes: "I can't accompany you tonight. Your old lover is next door. Go to her to accompany you. Goodbye."

Ye Feng is startled. He really wants to talk to Liu Feifei and spend the long night together. However, Jiang Yixue said so directly that he gave up the idea of looking for Liu Feifei.

Jiang Yixue stays up late to work overtime, but I sing with other girls every night. Isn't it a jerk.

Jiang Yixue drove slowly away from the villa, and Ye Feng also returned to his villa.

Ye Feng hangs the ink splashing picture he got from Ouyang Changfeng's home on the wall. He appreciates the light and sad mood of the painting again. The mountains are black and white, and his long hair is flying in the wind. His look is full of expectation.

If it was not for the power of mind that triggered the prohibition and blended with the memory of guiwuyuan, Ye Feng would never have thought that the old man standing in the bow of the boat was guiwuyuan.

I would not think that he was not enjoying the scenery along the distant mountains, but to meet his beloved lover in the bamboo forest.

This scene of joy and sadness is not a simple landscape painting.

Staring at the picture scroll, Ye Feng's thinking force gently gushes out.

Once again, I was in a small boat and met with the boundless return.

The ghost of GUI Wuyuan saw Ye Feng, recognized Ye Feng, and said with a smile, "little brother, we have met again."

Ye Feng said with a smile: "Hello, elder, where are you going?"

"Ha ha, I'm going to return an umbrella."

Ye Feng knows that he will go to the shore soon and go to the green bamboo forest to see the juan'er who haunts him.

Ye Feng's sight fell again on the fiery red oil paper umbrella. He felt that the umbrella bone was hard and protruding, like a sword.

"Master, who is the owner of this umbrella?"

"You come with me, and I'll take you to see her."

In the twinkling of an eye, the boat moored on the Bank of bamboo forest. The breeze pointed to it, and the bamboo leaves swayed gently and rustled.

A wisp of familiar and melodious flute sounds in the depth of the bamboo forest, with distinct rhythm and pleasant sound.

Strange to say, as soon as we arrived at the shore, a drizzle came up in the sky. Guiwuyuan opened the flaming oil paper umbrella and hurried to the depths of the bamboo forest.

Ye Feng followed behind, and soon saw the four corner Pavilion, green tiles, red columns, antique.

In the Square Pavilion, stands a half old Xu Niang, who is dressed in graceful and graceful clothes and has a delicate face.

Her small and hot lips, exhaled like blue, played melodious flute.

GUI Wuyuan looks excited and full of tenderness in his eyes.

Ye Feng saw this scene at Ouyang Changfeng's home in the morning, but he felt that this was not the end of guiwuyuan's memory. There should be other scenes behind.

He accompanied GUI Wuyuan to listen to the melodious flute sound. Soon he found that the flute sound was circular, and the scene in front of him was like a fragment falling into a dead circle, which was repeated endlessly.

Ye Feng suddenly has a bold idea, this wisp of ghost in the interpretation of the memories of the boundless, but also an independent individual. When he met himself this morning, he was very surprised, but when he met again in the evening, he recognized himself.

Maybe this memory can be changed.Ye Feng suddenly clapped his hands and said with a slight smile: "it's nice to hear, it's really good to play. This elder, your flute is so good. I'd like to ask, what's the name of this piece of music?"

Sure enough, Ye Feng interrupts ah Juan's flute playing, and the scene has a new change, but this change makes Ye Feng feel depressed.

A Juan stops playing the flute and looks at Ye Feng coldly with GUI Wuyuan. Her expression is like looking at an intruder. Her eyes become cold and hostile.

Ye Feng said with a smile, "elder, why don't you talk, this..."

Whoosh, ah Juan suddenly like a flash of lightning, holding the jade flute in her hand, fiercely points to Ye Feng's chest.

This trend, like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, came too suddenly. Moreover, it was as powerful as a storm wave. It attracted the surrounding bamboo forest in a frenzied atmosphere. Shaking, bamboo leaves flying.

It's too belligerent to start a quarrel.

If ye Feng withdraws his mind from the painting, he will return to reality. However, Ye Feng remembers the battle with master Mingyue in the sea of consciousness. Although it is not a real fight, it will also affect his mood.

Ye Feng is confident that she can completely defeat a Juan's sudden move.

His fingers gently curved, shaped like picking flowers, gently flicked.

A finger through the stone is unstoppable.

The power of the whole body suddenly gathered on the tip of the finger and shot out like a roaring tiger, which collided with an electric snake.

Ah Juan's shadow of the jade flute was split and disappeared.

But ah Juan flies back to the Square Pavilion, pale and frightened. The other party is young and beats him back with one finger. Isn't it necessary to have the cultivation above the later stage of congenital state.

See a Juan suffered a loss, return to boundless anger Teng up, sneer: "little brother, I'm kind to take you to listen to a Juan playing flute, but you want to make trouble."