Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

Fingertips unconsciously caressed the jade pendant around his waist, Rong Fei was tired of staring at the picture scroll with fascination.

Suddenly the painting in front of him was taken away, Xu Ziying hurriedly rolled up the scroll and hid it behind his back, said a little embarrassedly: "Okay, don't look at it, I just draw casually, what's so interesting about it."

It was he who said he didn't want to draw it, but he did it anyway. What he drew was that Rong Fei hated his appearance and was seen by this person. Xu Ziying was so embarrassed that he wanted to scratch the wall.

Rong Fei's tired smile gradually deepened: "Oh? I don't seem to have said that this painting was painted by Yingying."

Xu Ziying was obviously stunned for a moment, but the words had already come out of his mouth, so he could only cover up and say: "Who else could this painting be if I didn't draw it?"

Then Rong Fei was tired of reaching for the scroll, Xu Ziying sideways avoided: "What are you doing?"

"Master Hou, I haven't appreciated it enough."

"No."

Rong Fei raised his eyebrows angrily and said: "What? Could it be that my eyesight is blind, Yingying's painting is not me, but another dog man?"

Rong Feiyan did it on purpose!Xu Ziying thought.He hasn't forgotten that he is controlled by others, so he didn't quarrel on the topic of men and women, but changed the subject.

"I drew this. I didn't show it to you. Of course you can't."

"well."

Rong Fei nodded and compromised tiredly, his pupils squinted upwards, as if he was recalling what he saw in the painting just now, his fingertips lightly touched his chin, pondering.

"Yingying's paintings are indeed beautiful, but if you can draw me a black robe with a jade crown, then I will be even happier, Lord Hou."

Hearing these words, Xu Ziying's mind actually clearly showed the image of Rong Fei tired of wearing a black crow.

But Rong Fei paused for a while after finishing speaking, then his pupils turned slightly, looked at Xu Ziying, and suddenly changed the topic: "But Yingying, would you like to tell me, what is this shed for?"

Hearing this, Xu Ziying hesitated inexplicably, thought that he had done nothing wrong, pursed his lips and said truthfully.

"I... do some business."

Rong Fei was tired and confused: "This is the reason why Yingying always runs out these days?"

Xu Ziying suddenly felt a little guilty, as if he had been caught by the urban management for setting up a street stall.

Rong Fei was tired of being stationed in Bianmo City, and he took care of all the big and small matters. It stands to reason that Xu Ziying should have told him about it, but he didn't.

Xu Ziying felt that since he hadn't left the city, he was free.Although Rong Fei is tired of managing Bianmo City, but if you don't go to a hawker to do business, you have to report to the Houfu Houye, right?

But the matter has come to this, he said casually: "Yes, I will start a small business, I..."

"No." Rong Fei said in a weak but resolute tone: "The sheds are all evacuated, come back home with me."

Xu Ziying blurted out: "No! Why do you..."

Rong Fei asked with a tired smile, "Why should I?"

Xu Ziying was speechless, he just thought that this was Rong Feiyan's territory, and forgot about it in a moment of impatience.

But he can't be reconciled, this business has just taken shape, and it's the first big thing he does in this strange world, Rong Feiyan can't just break it up casually.

For the first time, Xu Ziying softened his attitude in front of Rong Feiyan, saying: "I won't run around, I will go home every night."

"Yingying." Rong Fei seemed to be discussing with him, and said in a gentle voice: "It's all for three or two days, you show your face outside every day, and I can't be by your side all the time, I don't worry."

Xu Ziying frowned: "There are so many people on the street, why are you worried?"

Rong Fei said disgustedly: "Don't worry, you are being missed by others outside? Coveted by others? Do you know how much I want to break your legs and lock you up when that dancer is sticking to you?"

Xu Ziying's whole body was getting colder, he felt that Rong Feiyan's smile was more false than before, and he also felt that Rong Feiyan could do it because he could say it out.

Xu Ziying's heart was empty, he thought, why?Why did the gods give him a chance, but wanted him to get this face, causing so many troubles.

The atmosphere slowly became stagnant, and the people around watched the two of them standing far away, and no one dared to speak out.

Rong Feiyan said again: "Come back with me." As he spoke, he wanted to pull Xu Ziying's wrist.

Xu Ziying quickly hid, not letting him touch him, with a vaguely disgusted look on his face, he didn't know if he hated his own face, or Rong Fei hated the hand that was stretched out.

And this movement and expression finally made Rong Fei grow tired of the darkening of his pupils, and his face sank.

He didn't force it anymore, but glanced emotionally at Du Yi who was beside him. Du Yi's face was slightly pale, and he stood up stiffly.

"Why are you here with Yingying?" Rong Fei said coldly.

"I, I..." Du Yi stuttered for a long time, unable to complete the sentence.

"Talk! What are you doing hanging my paintings here?" Rong Fei let out a low cry, and Du Yi shivered in shock. He could see that he was struggling, fearful but persisting.

"Rong Fei is tired!" Xu Ziying gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you scaring him? You want to know if I can tell you?!"

"Hang your paintings here, so that merchants who come here to do business can rest assured to store their goods here. That's why."

"Yingying is really smart."

The tone of Rong Fei's disgusted praise was the same as usual, but what Xu Ziying heard was a kind of sarcasm.

Xu Ziying sighed softly, then unfolded the scroll in front of Rong Fei's tired face, and tore it into several pieces without hesitation.

The sound of shredded paper echoed in the shed, and it was very clear, but Rong Fei was tired of looking at the white paper on the ground, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

His complexion seemed normal, but he was straining hard, and finally lowered his eyes indifferently, and after a while, he regained his clarity.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "Yingying..."

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have hung your painting." Xu Ziying interrupted him, raised his eyes to meet his dark pupils, and tried to calm down: "Is it okay now?"

Du Yi was holding on to the stake, almost unable to stand still. Although he was scared, he still wanted to remind Xu Ziying to stop talking.

Rong Feiyan still said: "No."

"The surname is Rong!" Xu Ziying said anxiously: "You treat them differently! You just don't want me to go out!"

He was most annoyed by Rong Fei's indifferent tone, as if he was stating some facts without a trace of emotion, it pressed him so hard that he had no time to catch his breath, and he was sentenced to death.

"Yingying, I feel sorry for you."

The angrier Xu Ziying was, the softer Rong Fei's tired tone was, and he comforted him.

"As long as you stay by my side, I won't cut you off with rich clothes, fine food, money, and money. You can cook or paint whenever you have nothing to do. You don't have to show your face all day long to earn this money." .”

"It's not necessary?" Xu Ziying felt an almost hostile feeling in his heart, and it seemed to be overwhelming his brain.

He knew it was useless to say anything, so he stared at Rong Fei and said, "Say it again?"

Rong Fei was tired of answering, the lustrous jade pendant around his waist shook quickly, driving his pace, he stepped forward to grab his wrist, and said: "Yingying, come home with me."

"Don't touch me!" Xu Ziying slammed his hand away.

But Rong Feiyan was still patient, his tone had the illusion of begging, and said: "Yingying, come with me."

Xu Ziying was obedient and obedient at this time. He frowned and lowered his eyes. Feeling the pain in his head, he turned around and ran away.

"Yingying!"

Rong Fei's tired voice quickly moved from near to far, Xu Ziying didn't run in vain for so many days, he stepped faster and faster, turning his anger into motivation, he almost used all his strength to run.

He knew that he couldn't escape, and Rong Fei would find him sooner or later, but he didn't want to see this man now, not at all.

Completely trapped in a cage, without any freedom to be Rong Feiyan's male favorite?Xu Ziying would never accept such an arrangement.

He is his own, no one can control him.

The wind quickly passed by his ears, his thoughts were chaotic, he just wanted to hide in a place where Rong Fei couldn't find him, even a second would be good.

After running aimlessly for a while, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the black tower not far away, his mind went blank, seeing no one at the door, he rushed in.

The author has something to say: Lord Hou: "If you are given 1 yuan a day to live in a luxury villa, and you only need to paint, cook, and cultivate yourself, would you like to stay beside a tall, mighty, handsome, handsome man and warm him up?" bed?"

Xu Ziying: "Get out!"