Yiqin was wearing a bright yellow cigarette sweater, a misty beige pleated skirt, and a handmade peony gauze flower with gold rim on her head.
Yiqin's shoulders are cut and her waist is plain. When she salutes, she lays her hands by her side, and her exposed little hands are as white as snow.
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Yixiang didn't do anything, she just stood there, as graceful as a willow blowing in the wind.
Yiqin's dazzling clothes reveal her small hands as smooth as gelatin, and the temperament exuding from her body as she walks around makes it clear that she is as gorgeous as the peonies on her head.
Han Ming and Wei Ya had never seen a beauty at such a close distance. They glanced at Yixiang and Yiqin and were stunned.
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By the way, Ye Xue is not fond of women, and she is just pretending to look at Yixiang and Yiqin.
Ye Xue was so pretentious, but Feng Jinyu was filled with jealousy. He immediately strode forward and apparently threw Mo You to the boy, but in fact, he blocked Ye Xue's sight.
Ye Xue's eyes rested on Yixiang and Yiqin. How could Feng Jinyu be so cool with Yixiang and Yiqin?
Poor Yixiang and Yiqin, two beautifully dressed beauties, they haven't had time to lay eyes on their sweetheart, and they are still dreaming about the possibility of having a unique love with their sweetheart...Yixiang and Yiqin don't know yet, they
Already hated by Feng Jinyu.
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Feng Jinyu didn't call Yixiang and Yiqin, who were half-crouching and saluting, but glanced at them hatefully, then turned around and called Ye Xue, Han Ming, and Wei Ya into the pavilion to drink tea.
Feng Jinyu shouted, and Ye Xue withdrew his gaze. Han Ming and Wei Ya were brought back to their senses by Feng Jinyu's voice. Knowing that they were rude and distracted, they were very embarrassed and did not look at Yi again.
Xiang, Yiqin took one look at her, buried her head and walked quickly into the Wujia Pavilion.
Ye Xue, Feng Jinyu, Wei Ya, and Han Ming entered the Wujiao Pavilion, took off their boots, and sat down cross-legged on the wool carpet.
The four people in Yexue who had climbed the mountain in this room were drinking tea and eating snacks; in the other room, Yixiang and Yiqin lowered their heads, and only saw a few pairs of feet walking past them... Then, after waiting for a long time,
Their half-bent legs were trembling, and there was no sound. No one had called them up yet.
Yixiang and Yiqin didn't know why no one told them to get up, but they weren't fools who just stood outside blowing the cold wind without being called.
Yixiang and Yiqin stood up spontaneously, patted their numb legs gracefully, and then walked into the Wujiao Pavilion with a blushing face and a heart full of excitement.
This time, Yixiang and Yiqin finally saw Feng Jinyu's face.
When they saw Feng Jinyu's face, Yixiang and Yiqin's hearts almost jumped out of their throats.
So handsome... so elegant and noble... so young and named Feng... No, Feng Jinyu, the best young master in the world, who else could he be?!
Seeing the woman he loved, his eyes were filled with guilt and his pretty face was flushed... When Feng Jinyu felt someone looking at him and turned his eyes to meet the eyes of Yixiang and Yiqin, Yixiang and Yiqin lowered their heads shyly.
Headed.
"Slave, Yixiang has met Mr. Jinyu and several other gentlemen!"
"Slave, Yiqin has met Young Master Jinyu and several other young masters!"
Even when Yixiang and Yiqin were shy, they did not forget to take Ye Xue and the three of them with them when they saluted Feng Jinyu.
Of course, Yixiang and Yiqin were shy, happy, and excited at the same time, so they couldn't help but raise their heads to look at Feng Jinyu.