Cloud God is not God

"They just say it, can I have less meat? This fruit is very good, bring it back to Ah Ling, she loves these little things the most."

Fei Wuyong was too lazy to talk to those people.Leaning on the chair, raising Erlang's legs, he ate the newly delivered fruit one after another.

That posture seemed to be that of a muddy son, unparalleled in the world.

Seeing that Zhang Julai's eyes were full of tears, this is what the young master of the world looks like, and he was concerned about it.

After a while, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras sounded, and a few maidservants slowly came up from the center of the table, and brought a pair of lyres.

All the maidservants stepped down, and a young gentleman came up, wearing a curtain hat and heavy white gauze, so he couldn't see what he looked like.Judging by his figure, he is in a class of his own, with a good manner.

Fei Wuyong glanced at it, let out a "hum", and started to eat the fruit again.He has also been in the famous brothels for several years, although he is only doing odd jobs, these methods are the favorite of the bustards, I am afraid that this person is just a gimmick.He withdrew his gaze and began to eat the fruit.

Zhang Julai next to him stared at the man with bright eyes, almost drooling.

I saw the man on the stage playing the qin with bare hands, the sound of the qin is sometimes long and long, sometimes sonorous and powerful, and sometimes sad and mournful...

Zhang Julai was in a trance when he heard it, and walked away leisurely with the sound of the piano.It's just a song, and I haven't recovered for a long time.

Fei Wuyong listened to this song, and his body which was lying down also sat up.It seems that this person is not flashy.

It took a long time for applause to erupt from the audience, and everyone began to compete secretly, handing over signs, wanting to be the guest of honor for Mr. Xiaoxiang.

When Duke Xiaoxiang was thanking the gift, someone accidentally pulled down the curtain, revealing a delicate face, seven parts handsome, three parts weak, everyone present was eager to try, wishing to put this person under him immediately, so pity .

It's normal for a woman to be weak, but if a handsome man shows such weakness, it can arouse the man's desire to conquer.

Fei Wuyong glanced at the man, although he was a bit stunning, but this weak posture seemed a little too much.This beauty is far worse than the one in his family, no, it is his current one in his family.

Thinking of this, Fei Wuyong sat up, looked at that Young Master Xiaoxiang, and showed a playful smile.

Zhang Julai, who was next to him, saw the bright eyes of this and that person, and rubbed his hands back and forth, as if he was afraid of the past.Fei Wuyong, who looked aside like that, was really funny.

"Hey, go for it if you like it. It's not your young master Zhang's style to be timid." Fei Wuyong patted Zhang Julai on the shoulder.

"This, this, isn't that good." Zhang Julai still stammered a little.It was funny for a while to see Wuyong.

"This beauty is not bad, and this piano has been lingering around for three days, and it can be heard endlessly. This time you have a little vision."

Although Fei Wuyong and Zhang Julai like to hang out in brothels, they like to criticize beauties the most.Although this picture is lustful, it seems that he has never messed around in front of Fei Wuyong.

Zhang Julai seemed to be encouraged, pulled the folding fan from Feiwuyong's arms, and walked towards the young master Xiaoxiang.

Seeing that the protagonist had already appeared, Fei Wuyong blew on the spoon and slipped to the backyard, asked a maidservant, and went to the owner's room.

The non-house in the east of the city is past Shenshi.The spring breeze at night brought this warmth, and the cats in the alley meowed.

A Ling picked up the oil lamp and sent one to Yun Zhongjun's room.Seeing that Yun Zhongjun was still meditating, before there was any movement, he secretly put down the lamp.

Under the light, Yun Zhongjun's face was somewhat hazy.Holding the lotus fingers, the knuckles are distinct, and the skin is delicate and shiny.Those hands are so delicate.

A Ling glanced at her hand, and hid it in her sleeve in embarrassment.

Her brother has no friends since his parents passed away. She saw that although Yun Zhongjun is not very old, he is calm and introverted. If he can become his brother's friend, maybe his brother will not be idle all day long.

"Thank you." Yun Zhongjun beside him opened his eyes.

Seeing Ah Ling in a trance for a while, those eyes were full of light blue light, as if there were vicissitudes of life, as if a lifetime had passed in a flash.

Ah Ling lowered her head, not daring to look into Yun Zhongjun's eyes.

"Well, Mr. Yun, don't mind my brother talking like that in the afternoon, he is worried about me, that's why he is like that. He is not like that usually..." A Ling said a little embarrassedly, pulling at the corner of her clothes.

"It's okay." Yun Zhongjun slowed down his tone.

A Ling raised her head and saw Yun Zhongjun smiling at her, her eyes widened a bit, Yun Zhongjun's smile was warmer than this spring breeze.

Sure enough, Yun Zhongjun is also a very good person, and his brother will definitely like him, so A Ling boldly sat down beside Yun Zhongjun.

"My name is Feiwuling, and my brother's name is Feiwuyong. We are all natives of Huayang City." A Ling said softly.

"For trash?" Yun Zhongjun repeated.

"No, no, right and wrong are right and wrong, fearless nothing, yong, yong yong is harmonious, I heard my father said that it means yong is harmony."

"It's not Wuyong." Yun Zhongjun repeated it, as if he felt that he had been rude just now, so he smiled.

"Mr. Yun, you should smile more, you see we are in the same grade, brother said why you are like an old man." A Ling said everything naturally and innocently.

"Okay." Yun Zhongjun seemed to be thinking for a while, nodded and said.

"That's right, let me tell you, don't look at my brother who is tall, he is also majestic, but he doesn't like to laugh. It's just that every time he tells me a story, he is very arrogant , it looks good when you smile."

A Ling imitated Fei Wuyong's way of speaking, patted his chest, and said in a deep voice.

"Yeah." Yun Zhongjun stared at the little girl in front of him and said

"Young Master Yun, let me tell you a story, okay? I really like listening to my brother tell stories."

Due to a long-term illness, A Ling has no other playmates except Fei Wuyong since she was a child.Considering that Yun Zhongjun is also a kind-hearted person, his face is pale, and he doesn't like to talk, so he imitates his brother and wants to make him happy, and also wants to find someone to talk to him with.

Yun Zhongjun saw that A Ling was very interested, so he nodded.

"By the way, there is a Wang family in our Huayang City, and there is a young lady named Wang Shilan in his family. Recently..."

A Ling stood up, imitating Fei Wuyong's manner, raising her breath in a low voice, Lang Lang said.The little grades are somewhat vivid.

When it came to Miss Wang's illness and the weird incident later, Yun Zhongjun frowned, and soon disappeared again.

The author has something to say:

Good idea, little girl...