Feng Qingyan smiled gently, his eyes filled with a soft halo, taking advantage of his extremely handsome face, his excellence easily overwhelmed all the upper-class aristocrats in the entire venue.
That soft, sly, gentle, mysterious smile is the poison of all women, knowing that it will be wiped out with a touch, but many women are willing to turn into moths and prepare to fight the fire.
Long Jiaojiao is not a saint, she is usually spoiled and demanding of the men around her, and she rarely catches her eyes. The moment she sees Feng Qingyan today, she can no longer look away.
It is estimated that Long Jiaojiao has never seen such a fascinating man since she was born. He has a wind-like temperament and makes her imagine that she is the one who can catch the wind...
"Your Excellency must be the young master of the Feng family, Feng said lightly! It's really not as well-known as meeting. It is a great honor to see Long Jiaojiao today!" Waiting for the elder to start the introduction, Long Jiaojiao excitedly twisted up and started talking Up.
Feng Qingyan smiled softly, holding her head politely, and then holding onto Long Jiaojiao's jade hand, he leaned over and kissed politely.
The movements are graceful and elegant, and the look is gentle and full of bewitching. The male is like a prince in a call, and the female is a princess in a fairy tale. There are bursts of inhalation around, making Long Jiaojiao full of pink bubbles. Pao, who said that girls are not obsessed with fairy tales, not to mention that she is a real princess, Long Jiaojiao, and only such a perfect prince is worthy of her!
"It's an easy honor to meet the princess of the Long Family. The princess is even more beautiful than I thought. It's truly an overwhelming country. The princess must be the dream partner of many nobles, right?" The gentle voice said. Like the spring breeze, Long Jiaojiao's whole body floated, with red clouds floating on her face, and Long Jiaojiao lowered her head shyly. She was really better than Huajiao.
The elder of the Long family saw that his daughter and Feng Qingyan were able to talk so much, not to mention how happy he was, his old face was even more ravaged.
Not far away, Ye Menghui sighed: "As expected of the young master of the Feng Family, you are really on the same level as Aojun. We just met now, let alone siege the city, I am afraid that Long Jiaojiao has already abandoned the city and surrendered. Now, it’s so terrible. The level of damage is equal to that of Aojun..."
"What nonsense, no one can resist my charm, and Long Jiaojiao has never been against each other since I was a child, and I am tired of seeing each other, but the rest of the women..." Aojun stretched out the black hair in front of his forehead, and the light in his eyes Turning around, a wink was thrown at the little girls who had been paying attention to her just now, and a small exclamation suddenly remembered, Aojun then smiled at those little girls seductively, only to see those little girls roll their eyes Suddenly fainted.
Ye Menglii's face was convulsed and her expression stiffened. This woman is really...
"Well, let's see if my charm is not worse than that guy?" A certain culprit raised his eyebrows proudly like a ruffian.
Ignore Ignore Ignore...
Ye Menghui self-hypnotizes, this kind of person has always been this kind of unsatisfactory appearance, not seeing is pure!
The movements of these two people did not miss a bit, so that Feng Qingyan could see clearly, especially when Aojun glared at a few girls, Feng Qingyan was inexplicably unhappy in his heart. That boy liked to do this very much. Thing
Big carrot? The wandering son of the game flower bush
A series of proper nouns came out of Feng Qingyan's mind, subconsciously, Feng Qingyan didn't want anyone to see her charm at all.
At the same time, Aojun also felt a slightly icy gaze, and turned his head to see Feng Qingyan with a look of inquiry and a little contempt.
What do you look at? Haven't you seen a beautiful boy who is more attractive than you
Aojun raised his head provocatively, the corners of his lips outlined the arc of contempt, and then he turned his head and rolled his eyes.
This action made Xiaoyan, who had already learned how to be happy, angry, and intangible, almost yelled at him. This kid was really like two to five to eighty thousand. If he didn't deal with him well, his fame and reputation would be ruined!
He gave a fierce look back, boy, let's take a look!
Humph, who is afraid of whom!
Aojun ridiculed silently, then shrugged, stretched out his thumb before everyone noticed, and pointed at the ground upside down, before looking at Feng Qingyan, his handsome face was almost distorted.
The invisible sparks in the air collided with each other, and Feng Qingyan and Long Aojun formed a big beam in this situation.
Long Aojun and Feng Qingyan met on this day.
When the banquet reached its climax, many aristocratic princes and ladies talked in detail and danced on the dance floor.
The soft and gentle music shows a romantic atmosphere in this late night.
After Feng Qingyan and Long Jiaojiao performed an opening dance, the banquet began to climax.
The young master of the Feng Family deserves to be an elite standing at the top of the world. Even the means of picking up girls are the elites among the elites. Without a single night, Long Jiaojiao's heart acquiesced. Aojun was surprised and always arrogant and domineering. The tyrannosaurus actually has such a delicate side, it is really pretentious to make people nauseous!
You have to go out and find a quiet place to calm your mood.
So in the middle of the banquet, Ye Menghui disappeared, and Aojun sneaked away.
It's just that as soon as Aojun walked with his heels, Feng Qingyan found a reason to follow him. He himself didn't know the reason. Although the boy looked arrogant and arrogant and dragged, he couldn't stop wanting to know him. Curiosity.
The moonlight in the courtyard was hazy, and the evening breeze gently moved Aojun's hair.
The young man in a white suit standing holding his hand under the shadow of the tree made people look like he was about to go home in the wind.
Feng Qingyan didn't know what kind of mood he was at the moment, he could only stare at the perfect face of the young man, unknowingly, the moonlight and the stars were dimmed, and it seemed that only her could be seen in the whole world.
Stupidly, like a fateful entanglement, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't untie such a bondage.
Knowing that this is not a good thing, he still has no way to ignore his thumping heartbeat.
Ren Shi Aojun's state of mind is so good. Under Feng Qingyan's eyes that seem to be eating people, Aojun only feels like a thorn on his back, and it is difficult not to pay attention.
The look in this person's eyes is too abnormal, wouldn't it be that she was fascinated by her all-in-one dressing up in men's clothing, right
A little narcissistic, Aojun turned his head lazily and said mockingly: "Young Master Feng, I said that you are not fascinated by the beauty of the uncle? That is really a sin. My sexuality is quite normal. Although that kind of ethics is nothing in my uncle's eyes, doesn't that kind of thinking make Young Master Feng feel sick?"
Qingshui Lang's pleasant voice pulled Feng Qingyan back from his dazedness, and finally figured out the meaning of Aojun's words. Feng Qingyan blushed involuntarily, and became angry: "You are really nasty, my sexuality is also It's normal, you can rest assured, besides, I am not hungry for your small bean sprouts."
"Really? I don't know which bad uncle just looked at me with fascinating eyes for a long time, or is it all my hallucinations?"
"Hmph, I'm thinking about you, a kid who doesn't know the heights of the sky, how can this young master punish you!" It's been a long time since I dared to provoke him.
"Oh? Punish me? How many brushes does the Young Master of the Feng Family have? I want to see and see..."
"If you are not afraid of losing your life..."
The atmosphere in the air suddenly became tense, the two people's realizations were anxious together, sparks burst forth, a dark cloud just cut off the moonlight and the subsequent rays of light, and the world began to dark...
The evening breeze dragged down the cherry blossom petals, fluttering and fluttering crimson, falling on the shoulders and hair of two handsome men. With the hazy moonlight, there is an alternative beauty in this situation.
If you ignore the hostility in the eyes of the two, it would be harmless at once.
Time was flowing in the quiet air. The two of them looked at each other without any action. They looked at each other, and their eyes seemed to be entangled to the world, making it easy to mistakenly think that these two beautiful things are not like human beings. The boy is actually two ingenious statues.
The dark clouds were gradually being taken away by the wind, and the bright moonlight illuminates the faces of the two of them inch by inch. Looking carefully, the two men's eyes are filled with murderousness and their expressions are cold.
Suddenly the sound of the wind sounded, and the two moved at the same time, as fast as lightning. It turned out that there was only a vague afterimage left where the two stood. Suddenly remembered the sound that seemed to be tearing in the air. The two have already landed steadily, with their backs to each other, with serious expressions.
Hiss...
Feng Qingyan's expression flashed, the white suit on his shoulders split open, and he could see the skin on his shoulders without causing any damage.
On the other hand, on Aojun's side, a piece of clothing fell off on the elbow, but the shirt worn inside was not damaged. After one move, it was clear which of the two abilities was more powerful.
"I can't tell, you little bean sprout has such a powerful skill. Is that ancient martial arts? Which family's heir are you?" Feng Qingyan covered the cold light in his eyes and replaced it with a gentle smile, in a faint tone. With a hint of appreciation, it is rare to see such a young boy who can match his own skills. The young lord of the Long Family, Long Jiaojiao, may be very powerful, but compared with this mysterious boy, there is a difference. A calm and a kind of momentum.
Long Jiaojiao, no matter how powerful, is probably just a fist in front of a real sword and a gun, but this young man has the arrogance of wandering in the dark for many years, just like the momentum that touched him at the first glance.
Feng Qingyan couldn't help but began to have some interest.
Aojun glanced at the opening in his arm and curled his lips. It seemed that he was a little dissatisfied. When he turned around again, he did not have the contempt that he had started, and his tone was much better: "It's not that the information system of the Feng Family is the world. Is it second to none? I want to know who I am, so I can check it out by myself!" Without waiting for the wind to say anything, Aojun's figure flashed and disappeared in place.