C47

"What's wrong? You still have the nerve to ask? Stinky Weirdo! "Say, could it be that my sister did something to you yesterday?!"

Chen Feiyan glared as she placed her hands on her hips like a mother.

Yesterday, she ran over to Zhang Lingjing's house, and before she could even begin comforting Zhang Lingjing, she was immediately questioned incessantly, and the content was actually all about Chen Guang!

If it was just that, Chen Feiyan would have thought that Zhang Lingjing was blind and had a good impression of him.

After all, there were two people who were going on a blind date, so Chen Feiyan was able to understand. Although she was not happy, she did not express it.

But when Qiao Yuhua came over, Chen Feiyan was no longer calm.

In the past, her close friends would either attack from the side or ask her directly. In any case, they never left Chen Guang's side!

What exactly did the Stinky Weirdo do to them!

Chen Feiyan gritted her teeth as she glared at Chen Guang hatefully. She wanted to pry open his mouth and ask Chen Guang what kind of knockout drugs he had given these two people yesterday!

"How could I possibly do anything to them?" Chen Guang was obviously startled, although these two women had good looks, their relationship with Chen Feiyan was so close, he would definitely not make a move.

If something were to happen in the future and Chen Feiyan stood in the middle of it, it would be extremely awkward.

Chen Guang's reaction caused his aura to falter.

It seemed like … He didn't seem to be lying, but if it was true, why were they suddenly so interested in this Stinky Weirdo?

Chen Feiyan looked at Chen Guang suspiciously from top to bottom: "You really didn't do it? "Are you sure you didn't do anything …"

As she spoke till here, Chen Feiyan seemed to have thought of something and her face flushed red. What kind of perverted thing is this? "

A perverted matter?

Chen Guang suddenly thought about the incident where his sister barged into his room a few days ago, and couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm laughing at your head!" It really is a dead Stinky Weirdo! "

Whoosh!

The pink piggy pillow flew over once again.

Chen Guang's body bent, and he dodged the attack. Just as he was about to say a few words to Huahua, he suddenly saw that Chen Feiyan had already picked up the teacup and was about to throw it over.

His face turned pale with fear as he ran towards his room.

"Have mercy!" You will die if you smash it with a cup! "

Bang!

When Chen Guang closed the door, Chen Feiyan placed the cup back to its original position angrily.

"Stinky Weirdo, do not repent!"

Chen Feiyan stared at the door to Chen Guang's room, her mind filled with thoughts.

"Since he didn't do anything out of line, then why did the sisters' attitudes suddenly change to this? They couldn't have really taken a fancy to this Stinky Weirdo, right? "

Suddenly, Chen Feiyan's heart tightened as she clenched her fist tightly, "I don't believe that anyone else would fall for this guy other than me!"

Thinking about that, Chen Feiyan immediately blushed, and shook her head: "Pui! Pui! Other than me, only ghosts would like him! "

After interrogating Chen Guang, Chen Feiyan's mood became a lot better. She switched on the TV, and watched her favorite TV show with relish.

But his gaze still drifted towards Chen Guang's room from time to time.

"I wonder if this Stinky Weirdo will still remember my birthday …"

Inside the room, Chen Guang listened closely to the sounds coming from outside, and when he heard the familiar sound of a TV show, he let out a heavy sigh.

"Women are trouble."

Although Chen Guang said that, he still looked at the calendar honestly.

The scarlet red circle constantly reminded her of her birthday.

Returning to bed, he opened up the chat group. It was still bustling with noise and excitement.

Bian Que: In a few days, it will be Hua Tuo's 1800 year birthday celebration. I wonder how everyone is preparing?

First Emperor of Qin: My Underworld version of the terracotta soldier has long been unable to endure the thirst.

Bai Qi: I don't know if he can see me using my sword as a gift …

Ruban: It's time to show off my amazing skills.

Li Bai: All round contestant pass by low-key, music, calligraphy, art, selection by any lord, 'Li Bai's Poems and Poems Shop', you can relax and choose.

People: Scram!

Jing Ke: Cough! Since all of you are giving me your best, then I …

Everyone: Shut up!

Jing Ke: "..." I didn't say I was going to assassinate him!

People: Then what are you going to give?

Jing Ke: "..." Assassination Set.

Everyone: Scram!

Diao Chan: Hehehehe, a bunch of boring guys, in the end, you still want to see me.

Everyone: I wonder what Diao Chan wanted to perform for? salivating expression)

Diao Chan: Just wait and be shocked!

Imperial Noble Concubine Yang: She is going to perform a song and dance right? pawing at the nose for expression)

S: Other than that, she knows something else. pawing at the nose for expression)

Wang Zhaojun: "I only know how to dance, nothing new." expression of contempt)

Diao Chan: Oh oh oh, what a sour taste. covered her mouth with an emoji)

People:

Jing Ke: They seem to have a bad impression of each other.

Everyone: Cough! It's a nice day.

Chen Guang immediately raised his head and looked out the window — the weather in the middle of the night is pretty good, your sister!

However, the large scale gathering in the Underworld that Diao Chan mentioned before was actually Hua Tuo's birthday.

Chen Guang continued to look at the chat group, and realised that and the other three great beauties were mostly typing, and Lv Bu rarely stopped supporting Diao Chan.

It seemed like there was no hope for him to get a red packet tonight.

He sighed, yawned, and was about to turn off the phone.

But at this moment, the screen suddenly jumped.

Niu Tou: Brother Chen Guang, I heard that you can get a lot of mortal goods?

F * ck!

When did my name become so famous that even Niu Tou knew about me?

Chen Guang was shocked, and immediately fell asleep.

This was a civil servant of the Underworld. Just randomly getting a private packet was already much better than that bunch of old geezers in the Underworld.

Chen Guang: Big brother Niu Tou, it's fine, just let me know what you want!

For the private packet, Chen Guang fought it out, and immediately boasted.

Niu Tou: Sigh, even if I wanted private goods, I wouldn't be able to afford it. sighing expression)

Chen Guang was startled, then suddenly remembered that a few days ago, Niu Tou had not even advertised for tourism in the Underworld. It seemed like the civil servants of the Underworld did not have anything good to do.

Chen Guang: Then big bro, the reason why you're looking for me is for …

Niu Tou: The economic decline in the Underworld has been serious recently. Boss Qin wants to cause trouble in the human world.

Causing trouble in the human world? F * ck, what are you guys doing? Are they trying to frighten us?

When he thought of this possibility, Chen Guang immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

An old man who has been dead for thousands of years, suddenly raiding the streets in a group, that scene is too beautiful, I don't dare to look at it!

Niu Tou had been waiting for a long time, but still did not reply, so he continued to send the message.

Niu Tou: I said it was because I wanted to do something, but in truth, it is just taking back the Nether Artifact s that had fallen from the human world. I heard that you are rather familiar with the human world, so I came to find you.

Personal work? Nether Artifact?

Chen Guang immediately realized that his imagination was wrong.

Chen Guang: Big Brother Niu Tou, what is this Nether Artifact?

Niu Tou was stunned for a moment, and only replied after a while.

Niu Tou: It seems like Brother Chen Guang isn't an old man. He should have just entered the Underworld not too long ago.

Isn't it? Chen Guang had only been in the chat group for a few days.

Chen Guang: Yeah, it's only six or seven... A hundred years.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Chen Guang felt a shiver from head to toe, and turned the six or seven days into six or seven hundred years.