Everyone who was passing them on the street looked at them as they passed by. After a while, she let go and said, "I think they may have feelings for each other, but I didn't make it clear."
"What should I say?" Yu Beiming doesn't care about this aspect. It has nothing to do with him anyway. No man likes to care about these things. These are boring things that women like to care about.
But if it concerns his friends, he will still ask.
At this moment, the window on the second floor of 'Xiao Yu Tang' opened, and Huan Pei's head stuck out. Naturally, she saw Mo Xiaohuan and Yu Beiming below, and she couldn't help but scream.
, "Xiao Huan!"
Mo Xiaohuan originally saw her sticking out her head, and when she heard her call her that way, she followed her to the door of 'Xiao Yu Tang'
Huan Pei took a quick step and jumped down from the window. He saw Yu Beidao clasping his hands and said, "Your Majesty, welcome back."
Yu Beiming was not as indifferent to her as before, his face was much gentler, and he nodded, "No courtesy."
"Huan Pei, are Fufeng here with you?" Mo Xiaohuan asked her, her eyes filled with mischief. She looked at Yu Beiming, who sighed helplessly in his heart.
Why do women like to meddle in such things?
"Ah? How could the sect master be here with me?" Huan Pei was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but stare at her and said, "He is the sect master, and I am a subordinate. How can I care where he goes? Besides, where he goes is none of my business.
What happened?" It was too obvious for her to ask!
Mo Xiaohuan suddenly smelled hard, and gradually smelled towards her, "It smells like ripe breath..." She had smelled it somewhere...
Seeing her getting closer and closer to him, Huan Pei couldn't help but stand a little further away, "Princess, please pay attention to your image, others will misunderstand you."
"It's okay, isn't the prince here?" Mo Xiaohuan said
Yu Beiming on the other side remained silent and let her do whatever she wanted.
At this time, Liu Liu Fufeng came. He walked over from the other end of the street, with his hands behind his back, looking worried.
Yu Beiming turned around and saw him. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He stepped forward and pushed him. Only then did Liu Fufeng come back to his senses. When he looked at him, he also saw the man who was talking to Mo Xiaohuan.
Huan Pei, a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes, "Why are you here?"
Yu Beiming caught his expression and said, "We have been brothers for so long. You can bring up anything you want and I will help you make the decision."
Liu Fufeng was confused when he heard this, and frowned at him, "You are sick, what are you going to do for me? You are not marrying a girl!" He really looked like "You are sick".
Seeing him like this, Yu Beiming thought to himself that his good intentions were not rewarded. When did he learn from his princess and take care of this matter? So he snorted, "You are the only one who is sick. If you hadn't been single all the time, I would have been like this."
Say? You don’t even look at how old you are..."
"Okay, okay, is it annoying for a grown man to say this? If you want to talk about Yan Li, he is also your brother. It's my business. You don't need to worry about it, the prince of your woman," Weak Liu Fufeng said coolly.
He said, "Ah, you didn't learn this from your princess? Tsk, tsk, tsk, she was the one who led you astray."
Huan Pei, who was talking to Mo Xiaohuan, looked back unintentionally and saw Liu Fufeng, who was talking to Yu Beiming. His heart skipped a beat, and then he looked back.
Mo Xiaohuan had already seen Liu Fufeng coming. She just kept silent. When she saw her turning back, she smiled and said, "Let's go up."