The restaurant lobby is still the seat I sat in the last time I came here.

Xing Lian was alone holding chopsticks and squeezing the dishes in front of him.

A smile flashed in Sifengjingyan's eyes and walked towards her. But as soon as she fell down the stairs, her steps stopped, and her eyes turned and fell on the body of a woman in blue clothes on the right.

The woman had clear eyes, her slightly powdered face was like a peach blossom in March, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her eyes were stars.

At first glance, it looks a bit similar to Qiao Xinglian, who is sitting alone on the table.

Si Feng Jingyan frowned slightly, his pupils slightly darkened, and he spoke lightly: "Are you with Wuji?"

The originally relaxed atmosphere around the man instantly became depressed. A hint of panic flashed across the face of the woman in blue, and she immediately lowered her head, "Report to the king...Report to the young master, Xing'er came with Miss Wuji."

After verifying the guess, Si Feng Jingyan's eyes turned, he ignored it and walked towards the direction of Xinglian.

Even if he only followed him for a very short time, Xing'er could see what he meant.

He didn't say he could follow him, that was to ask her to go back.

But how could she be willing?

Seeing him sitting down, Xing'er gritted her teeth, immediately followed, and walked to him and stood there.

Si Feng Jingyan seemed to have not seen this person, just took a pair of chopsticks to eat.

Xing Lianda saw the woman in green clothes from coming downstairs. He recognized the delicate girl as Si Feng Jingyan's follower. He just saw her waiting at the stairs and looked like "I can't see anyone" and gave up saying hello to her.

At the moment, Si Fengjing was having her own meals and didn't care about her at all. She had to shrug and was too lazy to care about this little bit of nothing.

The atmosphere was surprisingly awkward. Xing Lian's mind was filled with some conversation that he had accidentally eavesdropped before. He didn't know what was stuffed into his mouth, and he only knew how to chew it with his mouth shut.

"I think you're right." In her heart, she sighed, her tone was full of resentment.

"Ah?" Huan Liuyuan was looking at Xing'er standing behind her. He couldn't help but be curious when he heard her words, "What sentence?"

Unlike the divine beasts that can be imagined as humans, for beasts, their recognition of humans only depends on smell, while their visual distinction is relatively weaker. Like the previous Fire Kirin, she felt that the woman standing behind looked the same as her family's star refining.

Fortunately, the smell cannot deceive people. Although the woman behind her looks the same, there are very different things.

Xing Lian didn't know what Huan Liuyuan was thinking, but just glanced at the silent man in front of him, and sighed again, "I thought this man was not as good as the world's fireworks and was about to turn into an immortal. Who would have thought that he was actually interested in me..."

When Jing Yue asked her mysteriously whether she liked the Ninth Prince or the Fifth Prince, sure enough, the shemale figured out that long ago, but how could she admit that her emotional intelligence was really low...

Inappropriate or not, it is really inappropriate. A fifth prince is enough to have a headache. I will explain it to him clearly and maybe I can still ask for forgiveness, but now I have added a ninth prince. If she refuses everything in the future, will the emperor punish her for contempt of the royal family and give her all her shoes in the future?

Xing Lian was lamenting that his future was worrying, and he didn't notice that the man around him was looking at her carefully. When he touched a slightly cool finger on his forehead, he suddenly came to his senses and patted the finger that pressed his head, "What are you doing..."

Sifeng Beiling looked up at the sky: It is said that our author is going to be put on the shelves...

Si Feng Jingyan curled her lips slightly: Such ink marks are really hard for her.

Shuang Chi smiled: It’s not that our author is slow to move, but it’s because he is too lazy. Now he is forced to do it and has to be scolded a few times.

Four Winds Beiling + Four Scenery: Being scolded is also a self-inflicted person. In this article, are there few people who want to scold her?
Chapter completed!