Zhuo Ye felt that he had hit someone, but he didn't look up. He took a step back and said, "Sorry." Then he moved to the left and wanted to continue walking in.
Unexpectedly, the man opposite moved to the left and blocked Zhuo Ye again. Zhuo Ye thought that the man wanted to hide from her, but the two of them collided again, so he said, "Borrow."
Then move to the right.
Unexpectedly, the man moved to the right and blocked Zhuo Ye again...
Zhuo Ye was a little dissatisfied, frowned, and looked up: "I said you are..."
Zhuo Ye was only halfway through his words, and he was stunned because she met a very familiar man's face...
It was a very handsome face with a clear angular outline, and an excellent one that could be said to be perfect facial features, calm and noble temperament...
On this cold face she was used to seeing, it seemed that she was trying hard to restrain her excitement... He stared at her deeply, and the light reflected from her eyes that were deep like a pool.
It's actually quite burning...
"Feng..." Zhuo Ye looked at the man and shouted a word. Suddenly he thought that it was inconvenient to call out his name directly here, so he swallowed it back, staring at the closest one
He blinked his face, wondering what he should react next...
Qiaoling stood behind Zhuo Ye, quietly pursed her lips and smiled secretly, great! The prince finally chased after him!
That’s right, this person is Feng Lince!
"Want to have tea?" Feng Lince suddenly asked.
"Well..." Zhuo Ye nodded foolishly.
Feng Lince curled the corner of his lips, reached out, held Zhuo Ye's little hand, and walked into the teahouse. Zhuo Ye followed him mechanically...
Two men with outstanding appearance and temperament walked hand in hand in public, and it was impossible not to attract attention! There were not too many people in the teahouse, but they all looked at them in amazement...
…
Feng Lince glanced at everyone sharply, led Zhuo Ye, and walked towards a private room on the second floor.
The guests in the hall were all shivering by Feng Lince's biting eyes, and they all looked away...
Following Feng Lince were Zhang Min, Liu Jing’s two guards and Shu Tong Songmo.
When Song Mo saw Qiaoling coming in, he quickly winked at her. Qiaoling understood and walked to Song Mo. Several people chose a table outside the private room that Feng Lin planned and sat down.
In the private room.
Feng Lince pressed Zhuo Ye on the chair, sat down next to her, reached out to pour a cup of tea, pushed it to Zhuo Ye, and whispered: "Drink."
"Oh." Zhuo Ye picked up the teacup, took a big mouthful, and finally came to his senses: "Prince, why are you... coming..." After she finished speaking, a trace of self-deprecating smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Her question seemed to be a bit redundant...
She should have thought of it long ago, right? No matter how far she goes, she can't get out of their sight...
Even Xiao can find her. I believe Feng Lince and Feng Linge are all very familiar with her whereabouts...
Feng Lince looked at Zhuo Ye's expression and guessed what she was thinking. He reached out and held one of Zhuo Ye's tender horns in his hand, sighed and said, "Ye'er, I'm here to the coast because I have official duties,
But there is indeed another purpose, which is to find you."
Faced with Feng Lince's confession, Zhuo Ye suddenly didn't know what to say, pursed his lips and lowered his head without saying a word.
"Ye'er...Can you look up? Let me take a look at you..."
Feng Lince's tone was so gentle that she couldn't bear to refuse...
Zhuo Ye looked up and broke into Feng Lince's affectionate eyes. She suddenly found that his handsome eyes were covered with bloodshot, with an unconcealed look of fatigue. I don't know how many days it has not been resting.
It's...
"Prince..." Zhuo Ye's dissatisfaction with being controlled temporarily retreated, and replaced by a slightly sour touch.
"Here, call me Feng San." Feng Lince said softly.
"Yes, OK." Zhuo Ye nodded.
"Ye'er has nothing to say to me?" Feng Lince looked at Zhuo Ye's delicate face greedily and asked softly.
"Xuan'er...is he okay?"
"Fortunately, I just miss you very much and always ask for you." Feng Lince said, and suddenly thought of something, let go of Zhuo Ye's hand, took out a letter from his arms, and handed it to her.
In front of me: "This is what Xuan'er gave you."
Zhuo Ye was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then immediately reached out to take it and opened it impatiently. This was a letter that did not pay attention to the format of the letter, which was very "little bun". It was written in tender handwriting:
Xiao Yezi, Xuan'er misses you so much! Where did you go? Do you want Xuan'er anymore? Xuan'er is so sad, Xuan'er is so sad. Didn't you say that you like Xuan'er the most? How can you leave Xuan'er behind
Just leave like this!
Xiaoyezi, Xuan'er dreams of you every night, dreaming of you flying kites with Xuan'er, dreaming of you making delicious food for Xuan'er, dreaming of you help Xuan'er teach your father a lesson (don't let your father see it
)…But every time I wake up, Xuan'er is so disappointed, because Xiao Yezi is gone, Xiao Yezi doesn't want Xuan'er anymore, Xuan'er is so pitiful...
Xiaoyezi, since you left, Xuan'er couldn't even feel the sweetness of eating candied fruits. She finally understood what it means to "eat without knowing the taste"! If you don't come back, Xuan'er will definitely lose weight and only bones left.
It's scary!
Xiao Yezi, as long as you are willing to come back, Xuan'er promises you everything. She will give you everything delicious food to Xiao Yezi. If you have fun, she will give you some fun first. Xiao Yezi washes Xuan'er's face with saliva, and Xuan'er won't hide.
I don’t dislike you, you can do whatever you want! Xuan'er will listen to Xiao Yezi's words carefully, study hard, practice martial arts, do not skip school, fight, and do not tease the Master...
Xiao Yezi, tell you quietly that his father misses you very much. He goes to Fenglinyuan every day for a long time, sitting in your room in a daze, looking so stupid, Xuan'er feels so distressed...
Xiao Yezi, come back, don’t let go of the show, don’t let your father, please…
Zhuo Ye looked at it and finally couldn't help it. Tears rolled down, dripping on the letter paper, wetting the ink marks on it, and dipping one ink after another...
Feng Lince reached out and hugged Zhuo Ye in his arms with heartache. He patted her back gently, but did not comfort her to stop crying.
Zhuo Ye lay in Feng Lince's arms, cried for a while, then pushed his chest away, raised his head, reached out to wipe the tears from his face, folded the letter of "little bun" and earned carefully
Leave it in your arms.
Feng Lince poured another cup of tea for Zhuo Ye, pushed it in front of her, and looked at her quietly.
"Thank you." Zhuo Ye picked up the teacup and took another big sip, and his mood finally calmed down a little.