Ageless Seducer

Fu Qingzhu was not in a good mood these days, especially when he saw Fu Qingyan, his face was so ugly that it seemed that several layers of sauce had been poured on his face. Guan Fengyue learned to behave after being punched, and did not dare to provoke him easily.

"I said good boy, did you offend that ancestor?" Guan Fengyue put a band-aid on his nose, looking a little funny, Fu Qingyan shook his head: "I didn't offend him, he did it at night." A spring dream, and then woke up like this."

"Oh--"

Guan Fengyue and Tong Xiaofei suddenly realized.

"I really didn't do anything to him." Fu Qingyan raised his hands to show his innocence, "I just saw him moving around and hugged him to sleep all night."

"Well, I believe it." After Tong Xiaofei finished speaking, he burst out laughing, Guan Fengyue waved his hand: "Be careful, be careful, your brother will be unhappy soon."

Fu Qingyan: "I'll go back first."

"Goodbye brother."

"Come back if you have something to do."

Tong Xiaofei and Guan Fengyue sang together, Fu Qingyan pouted, and asked about the business of this visit: "We are going to Zhang's house, do you want to bring something?"

"What to bring? I am willing to go there, just to give Zhang Qiantian great face!" Guan Fengyue Erlang raised his legs and said nonchalantly, Tong Xiaofei was not happy: "Master, you can't say that, Uncle Zhang has been dead for many years It's not what it used to be—”

"I know." Guan Fengyue lazily interrupted her words, "But, in my heart, I always feel that he just went out to play, maybe one day when I go out for a walk, I can still see him carrying a tattered flag there You're bluffing and cheating!"

"Oh." Tong Xiaofei stopped talking, Guan Fengyue picked out her ears with her little finger: "However, this time, it's cheap for him, bring him a pot of Sihaiqing!"

"Is there anything for sale here?"

"There is no need to sell it. No one would have made that wine 300 years ago."

Guan Fengyue smiled mysteriously: "However, I secretly hid a pot for my teacher."

"It must be so bad?" Tong Xiaofei expressed shock, Guan Fengyue shook her index finger: "You can't say that, he has been dead for more than 1000 years, what can happen if you drink a pot of wine that is hundreds of years out of date? A heart!"

Tong Xiaofei pulled his round face: "I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for so long, but Master, you have become so picky."

"How do you talk?" Guan Fengyue also had a straight face, and Fu Qingyan nodded: "Master has not changed."

"Uh-huh."

"He's always been picky."

Guan Fengyue was so angry that the band-aid on her nose was crooked.