Quick Wear: Don't come over here, you are looking for trouble

Xiaochun went with them. The little girl was very happy. She had never ridden in a car before. When she sat in the back seat with Dazhi, she touched things very carefully, fearing that this big thing would break something.

Fang Jiaxu was selfish. He personally went over to open the car door for Xu Bai and made a "please" gesture.

Xu Bai felt very restrained. He was a little afraid and curious about this huge iron box. He remembered that when he first arrived, he encountered a very impressive car. Everyone hid and scattered to the side. The horn was so loud that it made people dizzy.

"Get in the car."

After the car started moving, the boy began to look around curiously. It was obvious that Young Master Fang's car was worth a lot of money. Many people on the street were turning their heads or tilting their heads to look at them.

Fang Jiaxu rolled down the car window on purpose. He was determined to let Xu Bai see his strength, and also wanted to use this to make Xu Bai look at him differently.

The wind blew over, it was warm and a bit comfortable. Xu Bai closed his eyes facing the wind and suddenly heard a noise.

"Get out of the way!"

The sound of horse hooves could be heard, and more than a dozen horses passed by the car, brushing against the windows on both sides. Xu Bai was so scared that he thought they were going to be hit, so he just stared at it blankly, not daring to move.

Xu Bai: [I bet the target saw me.]

Liu Er: [It's impossible, such a fast speed, and you are still in the car! No, how do you know it's the target? ]

Xu Bai: [Want to gamble? A bag of caramel melon seeds! ]

Liu Er: [Bet!]

The plot has changed. Originally, Feng Yanzhang was going to be assassinated today, and it was also the day Yun Sheng would die, but now he is sitting in Fang Jiaxu's car, and those people are concerned about the Fang family and don't dare to act rashly.

[Feng Yanzhang’s Favorability: 5]

[Win.] Xu Bai laughed, went into the space and grabbed two of Liu'er's melon seeds and ate them, then returned to Yun Sheng's body.

Fang Jiaxu frowned and was about to tell Xu Bai that these people were just relying on their weapons to do whatever they wanted, but he noticed that the young man didn't move, didn't even blink, and seemed to be scared silly, "Yun Sheng? Yun Sheng!!"

"……Um?"

"What's wrong?" Fang Jiaxu was driving slowly, still glancing at Xu Bai, "Are you okay?"

"Who is that?" Riding on a horse, majestic and

Xiaochun said, "The one who can ride a horse in Beihuai with such fanfare should be that Marshal Feng."

"Marshal Feng?"

"Yun Sheng, how about I take you to eat Western food? Eat steak, drink red wine, and listen to piano music."

Fang Jiaxu didn't want Xu Bai to think about other people, so he simply changed the subject and drove to the newly opened western restaurant in Beihuai.

"steak?"

The elegant environment of the restaurant made Xu Bai and Xiaochun feel restrained. They could only follow Fang Jiaxu closely. When ordering dishes, they spoke a language they couldn't understand. Xu Bai was a little panicked and pinched his fingers involuntarily.

"Hold the knife and fork like this."

Fang Jiaxu taught him bit by bit, but his face gradually became gloomy, he pursed his lips, and his hands stopped moving.

"Don't you like eating?"

Xiaochun looked at the plate and said, "Master Fang, there's blood in this meat! And this red wine is not as good as our white wine!"

"Do you understand?" Dazhi spoke first, "We want to eat this fresh! Do you understand the milky aroma of beef? We want this fresh and tender taste!"

"Okay, stop making noise!"

Seeing that Xu Bai didn't want to eat and had no interest in it, Fang Jiaxu simply didn't waste time inside and asked Dazhi to take Xiaochun for a walk. Finally, he found time to be alone with Xu Bai.

The car stopped on the side of the street, and the two of them walked forward side by side. Fang Jiaxu reached out his hand and gently touched Xu Bai's shoulder, "Yun... Shengsheng."

He called out the name tentatively.

Xu Bai was stunned for a moment, then turned his head. He was embarrassed to be a young master when he saw his clear eyes. He tried to explain, "We are friends now. This is the nickname I gave you. In exchange... you can just call me Jiaxu."

"A commendation?"

Fang Jiaxu nodded, "Then can you tell me now why you are unhappy?" He took the opportunity to touch Xu Bai's hair. The boy was half a head shorter than him, and had smooth hair.

"No." Xu Bai's voice dropped again. "I just feel that - you are capable and know a lot of things, but I know nothing and have no culture."

Fang Jiaxu didn't expect Xu Bai to answer like this. He thought Xu Bai was being petty with him because he couldn't get used to those things, but he didn't expect that he was just feeling inferior.

Fang Jiaxu felt so soft in his heart, "What's the big deal! From now on, everything that I know, I will teach you!" He took advantage of the situation and put his arms around Xu Bai. To be in the opera industry, one has to practice boyish skills. The young man had a slender waist, as if he could suck your hand.

Xu Bai: He was just taking advantage of Yun Sheng's slow senses, otherwise, with that kind of touch, anyone would get angry.

"Itchy." Xu Bai dodged for a moment, and a big hand stroked his waist. Although Xu Bai's brows were slightly wrinkled, his voice was softer, and it sounded like seduction in Fang Jiaxu's ears.

Perhaps it was because of Fang Jiaxu's promise, or perhaps it was because of the slightly warm breeze today that it was easy for people to say something, "I have never been to Beihuai before, and I didn't know it was so big."

"So do you like it here?"

"do not know."

As they walked, they arrived at the pastry shop. Xu Bai loved sweet things, and he could not walk when he smelled the pastry shop. However, because Fang Jiaxu was next to him, he just glanced at the pastry shop and did not go in.

"Let's go." Fang Jiaxu led him inside. "What do you want to eat? The young master will pay for you."

When saying this, Fang Jiaxu remembered that someone once told him: You don’t know, if you like someone, you will want to be good to him/her desperately, at any cost, and you won’t even be afraid of death for her.

When Fang Jiaxu was in the West, many girls chased after him, including Chinese, foreign, plump, and slim girls, but he was never interested.

He kept delaying it until he was twenty-five or twenty-six. There were very few men at this age who were not married and did not have a concubine. Fang Jiaxu sometimes wondered if there was really something wrong with him.

But then I met Yun Sheng.

Now, just chewing on these two words, Master Fang felt sweet in his heart.

[Fang Jiaxu's Favorability: 80]

"Butterfly cake."

Xu Bai only said one thing, and couldn't help but stretch out his lips to lick it, as if he had already stuffed the crispy and milky sweet pastry into his mouth.

"A little bit of each." Fang Jiaxu said, and smiled at Xu Bai's gaze, "I want to try each one."

In the evening, Fang Jiaxu sent the two back. Xiaochun was holding a large bag of cakes and asked, "Sheng'er, why did you buy so much?"

"If you eat too much sweets, you will cough. You forgot again!"

Xu Bai stood at the door, watching Fang Jiaxu reversing. The headlights were dazzling, so the boy covered his eyes with one hand and waved the other hand.