"I'm not throwing cold water on you, Xin'er, I'm just letting you see the facts and the current situation clearly." Lan Mingyou's smiling face gradually turned cold, and he said coldly.
He also noticed that Bo Cixin was a little unhappy, but he was doing it for her own good.
"I understand. If Master has nothing else to do, I will go back first." Bo Cixin raised his hands slightly and cupped them in front of his chest, with a cold look between his brows.
"Xin'er, wait a minute." Before Lan Mingyou could speak, Bei Mingfeng spoke, and his light voice was very gentle.
Bo Cixin turned back to look at Bei Mingfeng and said without any expression: "Uncle, do you have anything else to tell Xin'er? Or do you want to warn Xin'er?" [
Thinking about that face, Bo Ci couldn't get rid of it, as if something that had been sealed in her heart for a long time had resurfaced, and she felt irritable no matter how much she thought about it.
"No. It's just that Xin'er just came back today. Your master and I are going to help you out. How about we go out and have a few drinks?" Bei Mingfeng said with a light smile, looking at Bo Cixin with gentle eyes.
"
Looking at Lan Mingyou's unhappy face, I suddenly remembered that I just came back today. These days, Lan Mingyou and the others have been worried a lot. They were a little too excited just now and their tone was a little angry.
Bei Mingfeng smiled and asked Bo Cixin: "Xin'er doesn't want to go?"
"No, just
Lan Mingyou still had an expressionless face, and his beautiful face would be stunning even if he didn't smile. He lightly opened his thin lips and said: "Who said I won't go? Go, why not. The premise is that today counts.
Your treat."
His eyes were always staring at Bo Cixin, and the "you" in his words naturally referred to Bo Cixin.
"No problem, let's go, Master, Master, to the old place." Bo Cixin raised her eyebrows, and the smile on her face was very grand. She had quickly adjusted her state, and changed herself from the depressed state just now.
Recovered.
"Let's change places today." Bei Mingfeng suggested.
Lan Mingyou turned his head slightly, and the gauze silk behind him began to dance with unparalleled elegance. He asked: "Senior brother, where do you want to go?"
"Juke Inn." Bei Mingfeng said lightly, and then stood up, with a long body, a simple and elegant robe, and a gentle and elegant face.
"Uncle, why are you going somewhere?" Bo Cixin pursed her lips lightly, moved a few steps away from Lan Mingyou, and looked outside the door.
Bei Mingfeng's fingers gently slid across his sleeves and stroked the wrinkles on his body. The snow-white clothes were extremely clean without any stains. His eyes moved slightly and he said: "Is there anything that some people want to know?"
information."
"I'm not going." Lan Mingyou shook his head and said coldly.
Bei Mingfeng's smile was still so warm. He didn't look at Lan Mingyou, but said to Bo Ci: "Xin'er, don't you want to participate in the martial arts conference? I don't know how to participate. At least there are some opponents who can do it.
Find out clearly. Your master is probably tired. If he doesn't go, let's go."
"Oh~ I understand. Master, are you really not going?" Bo Cixin nodded, knowing why Bei Mingfeng was going there, but she still turned around and asked Lan Mingyou.