wait till autumn

When the man turned around for a while, Hua Feiyue realized that she had indeed called the wrong person.

Although that back figure is very familiar, it can be said to be exactly the same as Jun Zhaoying - the width of the shoulders, the slightly raised arms when playing chess, all of them are Jun Zhaoying himself.

But the face of the man who turned his head was wearing a silver half-face mask.

The slightly exposed tip of the nose and the entire chin are also [-]% similar to Jun Zhaoying, but her skin is very fair, not like Jun Zhaoying at all - she is a little dark because of half Turkic blood, the difference is very obvious.

What's more, this person is wearing a bun that belongs to a man.

"I'm offended..." Hua Feiyue was a little shy, "You look so similar to the general, I actually mistook you."

It must be a mistake, if Jun Zhaoying came to him for something, why bother to cover it up.

"sit."

The man smiled at Hua Feiyue, then quickly turned his head and dropped his voice, the clear and crisp sound was really pleasant to hear.His voice sounded somewhat neutral, low and hoarse, but it was inexplicably reassuring.

Hua Feiyue walked lightly to the opposite side of the man and sat down on the laid futon. She was a little cautious for a while, not knowing what to say, and afraid of disturbing his chess game, so she had to wait quietly.

Game over.

The man cleaned up the chess pieces, finally raised his head, and looked at Hua Feiyue: "I've been waiting for a long time. Did Miss Hua eat well?"

Hua Feiyue replied: "Very good. I still don't know how to address you?"

The moment she looked at that person, those eyes calmed down Hua Feiyue's nervous mood.

With just this one glance, Hua Feiyue felt that the person in front of her must have a gentle heart.

Although I don't know why he chooses to wear a mask: maybe he has some special identity that he doesn't want to reveal, or maybe his appearance is incomplete and he doesn't want to show his true face, but Hua Feiyue inexplicably has a good impression of this person.

The man smiled, cleaned up the pieces on the chessboard, took two cups of hot tea from the small table next to him, and put one of them in front of Hua Feiyue: "My name is Jing."

"Mr. Jing?" Hua Feiyue tried to call out, seeing that Mr. Jing drank the cup of tea, she also took a small sip.

When Hua Feiyue was in the dance workshop, she also learned the etiquette of drinking tea, but she was not a young lady, and she didn't learn these from childhood.Those who really understand can tell at a glance, and she doesn't want to make a fool of herself in front of others.

But after all, this is the tea given by the host, and it would be impolite not to drink it, so I only drank a small amount lightly.

"Can you play chess?" Mr. Jing asked casually.

Hua Feiyue bit her lip and said, "I understand a little bit."

The inside of the dance workshop is actually a kiln covered with leather. Aunt Xi often matches the officials of the court and China.

In order to attract these officials, the girls in the dance workshop have to learn various skills besides dancing, so Hua Feiyue has learned some of piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Mr. Jing looked at her with a smile, and did not deny the title "Sir".

Hua Feiyue continued to call like this: "Is the sir a friend of the general?"

"Probably." Mr. Jing also took a sip of tea, and it was only then that Hua Feiyue noticed that the skin on Mr. Jing's fingers was also very fair and transparent, and it could even be regarded as frighteningly white.Not to mention Jun Zhaoying, who is of Turkic blood, even she, who is from the Central Plains, can't compare.

Hua Feiyue couldn't help laughing secretly at herself for admitting the wrong person at first.

This Mr. Jing is not an ordinary person at first glance, and he is Jun Zhaoying's friend.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. It is normal for friends to have similar temperaments.

The game against Mr. Jing was a unilateral massacre without any doubts. Hua Feiyue retreated steadily on the chessboard and was completely defeated.

In fact, Hua Feiyue's game is not bad, better than ordinary people, but Mr. Jing's superb chess skills are rare in his life, Hua Feiyue didn't even see a chance to turn defeat into victory, and was on the verge of defeat.

"I lost." Hua Feiyue's cheeks were slightly ashamed, and she felt very embarrassed to make a fool of herself in front of Mr. Jing.

Mr. Jing put down the chess pieces.Obviously, he could completely lose Hua Feiyue with just one more move, but he stopped what he was doing.

"Sir?" Hua Feiyue didn't understand why he stopped.

A smile appeared on the beautiful lips under the mask. Mr. Jing disrupted the chessboard and began to pack up the chess pieces: "Let's play here."

Is Mr. Jing trying to save face for her?

Hua Feiyue's heart warmed, and she helped Mr. Jing put the black and white chess pieces into their respective chess baskets, but her fingers accidentally touched Mr. Jing's hand.

Although they only touched each other for a moment, Hua Feiyue felt the thin layer of calluses on her fingertips, not rough, but a little hard, like the characteristics of people who often hold bows and other weapons.

Mr. Jing seemed a little out of composure for the sudden physical contact, and he withdrew his hand vigorously, then realized that his reaction was too much, and just wanted to open his mouth to apologize to Hua Feiyue, but Hua Feiyue preempted him: "Sorry, no Be careful not to touch Mr.

She has always been able to observe words and demeanor, guessing that Mr. Jing probably doesn't like this kind of contact.

...Although Hua Feiyue didn't do it on purpose.

"No, it's okay."

Mr. Jing's upper half was completely hidden under the mask, so that no one could know his current expression. He just coughed lightly, "I lost my composure."

Only he himself knows how red his ears are.

"How could it be?" Hua Feiyue smiled, "It's me, Mr. Abrupt."

The two continued to chat happily, and Mr. Jing said: "If the girl is free later, you are welcome to come and sit with Jing at any time."

"Thank you sir." Hua Feiyue's eyes sparkled, and she suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, does the general come here often?"

"Occasionally." Mr. Jing raised his eyes, "Why?"

"The Moon Chasing Festival is approaching, I have prepared a gift for the general." Hua Feiyue was ashamed to open her mouth, lowered her head and said, "If Mr. Jing is convenient, can I borrow one of your rooms?"

Mr. Jing wondered: "What kind of gift is it that you still need to borrow my house? Can you show me?"

"This..." Hua Feiyue hesitated. She wanted to keep it a secret, but if she didn't prove it to Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing might not believe her, "If Mr. doesn't dislike it, I will make a fool of myself."

After finishing speaking, she stood up and saluted Mr. Jing, pointing to an inconspicuous small drum beside Mr. Jing and asked, "Can you play the drum for me, sir?"

The drum is skinned on both sides, and the middle is slightly thinner. It is an uncommon style in the Central Plains. Hua Feiyue has never seen it in Jiaofangsi.

"can."

Mr. Jing didn't ask why, and beat the drum——

"Boom!"

At the beginning of the sound of the drum, Hua Feiyue danced.

It is a very powerful Hu Xuanwu.

Although she is wearing ordinary clothes, the ends of her clothes and hair are also lightly twirling in the air. Every frown and smile is like a thousand flowers blooming, which makes people dazzled and intoxicated.

His eyes were raised with his sleeves, looking straight into the bottom of Mr. Rujing's heart.

"Boom!"

The drumbeat became more and more urgent, and Hua Feiyue moved with the rhythm, without any disorder, as light as a feather.

"Boom!"

The sound of the drum suddenly weakened, and Hua Feiyue also slowed down.

Finally, he stopped steadily and nodded lightly to Mr. Jing.

"Mr. laughed."