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- At that time, Xuan Fengqian was sitting in front of Qingfeng Hall with a sleepy face.
She yawned lazily, fiddling with the broken incense burner she found in her house.
"Qiyuan, do you know where this incense burner came from?"
"I don't know, I didn't know this. When I entered the house this time, I found this broken incense burner. Judging from its material, it should not be a vulgar thing." Qi Yuan stood behind Xuan Fengqian, and quickly held her hair in a bun.
Xuanfeng stared at the dark red blood on the tip of the incense burner, he couldn't help wondering, "Could it be that after getting drunk yesterday, I lost my composure to take all these discarded things as treasures and took them all back into the house?"
"It's strange to say. Last night, the servant has been guarding the front hall, and has hardly closed his eyes. But the servant doesn't even know when Diji will return to the room."
"It seems that we should drink less in the future."
Xuanfeng lightly rubbed his painful forehead and temples, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw a man in plain clothes stepping into Qingfeng Hall.
"Di Ji, put your legs together quickly, people are coming!"
Qiyuan lowered her voice, and swiftly snatched the dirty incense burner from Xuanfengqian's hand, "I think this is the candidate son-in-law chosen by the Baidi for you. His appearance is a bit ordinary, but his demeanor is quite the same. Absolutely. Diji, you should be more energetic, so you can make a good impression on others."
Xuan Fengqian had no intention of getting married at all.
Regarding the blind date, there is indeed some resistance deep in my heart.
However, in her opinion, no matter who she is marrying, it is much better than marrying Leng Ye.
Thinking of this, she pulled herself together, looked at the plain-clothed man who was walking swiftly, and smiled sweetly.
Leng Ye's eyes with a little bit of cold air reveal a bit of aloofness and independence, even though he has transformed into the appearance of a frail scholar, but his gestures and gestures always inadvertently reveal the strength of arrogance.
He originally planned to come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime, but when he saw Xuanfeng's light smile, he changed his mind instantly.
"Did you sleep soundly last night?"
Leng Ye took advantage of the opportunity and sat opposite Xuan Fengqian, her body straightened.
Xuan Fengqian nodded lightly, she changed from her previous free and unrestrained style, holding the green jade bottle in front of the desk a little cautiously, sipping the sweet nectar nectar.
For some reason, she always felt that the man in front of her was terrifying.
It looks fair and clean, harmless to humans and animals, but in the blink of an eye, there will be a few wisps of evil spirit unconsciously.
Besides, his compelling aura, just sitting firmly opposite her, made her nervous and her heart beat like a drum.
"Di Ji is nervous?"
Leng Ye glanced at her white knuckles, and asked a seemingly unintentional question.
"ah?"
Xuan Fengqian put down the jasper bottle in his hand, and changed the subject calmly, "May I ask your surname?"
She was really curious, when did a god who didn't even have a trace of immortality come to Jiuchongtian.
Leng Ye tapped on the desk slowly with one finger, thought for a while, and then answered: "It's not important."
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Xuan Fengqian was a little speechless.
Since it's a blind date, it's too strange to not even know the name of the other party.
Leng Ye stared deeply at the glamorous Xuan Fengqian, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
When meeting other men, she also knows how to put on makeup and make up her hair neatly.
But every time he faced him, he always looked unkempt.
There is an old saying: Women are those who please themselves.
From this point of view, Xuan Fengqian has no place in his heart at all.
After being silent for a long while, Leng Ye suddenly raised his eyes and asked her seriously, "What kind of man do you like?"
Xuanfeng frowned slightly, always feeling that his question was too direct.
However, she still replied patiently: "I don't know, I haven't met yet."
Leng Ye was quite satisfied with her answer.
Before she met, it proved that she didn't like other men.
Having tasted a little bit of sweetness, his face softened a bit, and he asked again: "What kind of man do you hate?"
Xuan Fengqian felt more and more that blind dates were not fun.
I thought about leaving the meeting on the spot, but felt that it was too abrupt.
After a while, she met his gaze and said softly, "I may not be able to accept self-righteous, unreasonable, and violent men."
Hearing this, Leng Ye's heart turned cold.
Wasn't it him that Xuan Fengqian was talking about?
He was a little unconvinced, and retorted casually: "Don't be too one-sided in judging people. Don't you think men who are more domineering are more attractive?"
"You mean, men who can beat women are more attractive?"
"If a woman is willing to be obedient, how can she be beaten?" Leng Ye asked her plausibly.
Xuanfeng shook his head lightly, unwilling to chat with him any longer, "With all due respect, our values ??may not be consistent, please go back."
Leng Ye said paranoidly: "Maybe he was just playing with you?"
He really wanted to tell her that he really didn't hit her on purpose.
If she doesn't like it, she can fight back, and he will never fight back.
Xuanfeng gave Qiyuan a wink, Qiyuan understood instantly, and hurriedly called two tall and burly guards to drag Leng Ye down.
At first, Leng Ye was a little resentful and wanted to argue with her.
But after thinking about it, if it was so easy to block these rotten peach blossoms for her, it would be a great joy.
"Brother, you are blocking my way."
At this moment, a rough man in silver armor anxiously pushed Leng Ye aside, cursing and swearing a long series of vulgar words.
Leng Ye's sharp black eyes flickered slightly, and finally suppressed the anger in his heart, "What's your name?"
The rough man looked at Leng Ye's soft and weak body, patted his chest triumphantly, and said with a single sentence, "I don't change my name when I'm going, and I don't change my surname when I sit down, that's true for Penglai Xianshan Chu Batian."
"Well, the name is good."
Leng Ye silently wrote down his name, and then knocked him unconscious with a palm.
Then, he repeated his old tricks, transformed into the appearance of Chu Batian, and swaggered into Qingfeng Hall.
Xuanfeng looked at the upright man in front of him and fell into deep thought.
Why is this man's aura so similar to the one he just sent away?
Could it be that they are brothers?
But just looking at the appearance, it doesn't look like a brother
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In the blink of an eye, Leng Ye walked up to Xuan Fengqian, slapped the table with one palm, and said domineeringly: "Penglai Xianshan Chu Batian."
Xuanfeng raised his eyebrows lightly, and he slandered in his heart that the rules of Penglai Xianshan are a bit unique, and you need to pat the table when you meet for the first time.
She recalled how cowardly she was just now, and she no longer wanted to show timidity in front of others.
So he stood up slowly, and patted the table imitatively, "The western fairyland is mysterious and shallow."
I have to say that this way of saying hello is a bit laborious.
With one palm down, the tendons in my hand were throbbing with pain.
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