Zitong got off the plane and saw Qin Feng's figure from a distance. He was tall and strong, and always gave people a warm and solid feeling.
The appearance of Qin Feng changed Zitong's bad impression of the so-called "artists". In her impression, those people were proud and indifferent, proud of their talents, and arrogant. But Qin Feng was not in that category at all. He had no airs.
None of them. He is easy-going and humorous, has a positive personality, and has a strong sense of justice. Perhaps the only thing that is different from others is his obsession with art and beauty.
Although Zitong has only known him for a short time, just a few days, she has already deeply felt this characteristic of his. Zitong once thought that Qin Feng's obsession with art had reached a god-like level, even if he let him
It doesn't matter if he remains a bachelor for the rest of his life, because he can just hold Voltaire's plaster head as his wife.
Qin Feng, shrouded in a bright halo, is actually just a very simple and casual person.
On the contrary, Lin Haoqi, who always has a cold face and a serious smile, has been like a mystery, inadvertently traveling through her world. She was stunned by his spells and abilities, but other than that, she was very interested in him.
She still knew nothing. She only vaguely knew that he lived alone in a lonely two-story house, far away from the city.
She also knew that he had hundreds of thousands in his credit card.
Who is he? What is the source of his wealth?
Maybe it was an occupational disease, but she also had the urge to dig out all the information about his eighteen generations of ancestors. Because she didn't believe at all that he was just a charlatan who made a living by relying on Feng Shui and fortune telling.
Although he always put on a cold and stinky face, and would make sarcastic remarks to her from time to time, almost choking her to death, she could always feel the warmth and justice in his heart. But why did he have to disguise himself with indifference?
Woolen cloth?
He won't tell her everything.
So she still had no way of knowing.
"Sister Sparrow, let me carry it for you. Judging from how fragile you are, a gust of wind may blow you away." Qin Feng walked up to Zitong and took the small suitcase from her hand with a smile. He deliberately spoke in a relaxed tone.
Some, trying to help Zitong get out of the pain of her grandmother's death as soon as possible.
Zitong giggled at Qin Feng, then looked left and right, and then asked: "Is it just you?"
"Do you think Voltaire will come with me?" Qin Feng knew that Zitong was talking about Hao Qi, but he was afraid that she would feel disappointed because Hao Qi didn't come, so he deliberately joked to make her happy.
"oh."
Zi Tong didn't think anything of it. She and Lin Haoqi didn't have a deep friendship at first. In Zi Tong's eyes, he was her savior and probably not a friend. But in his eyes, he was probably just a trouble.
A baggage, a busybody, and I'm afraid they can't even be called friends. It's just because of their "cooperative relationship" that they have to reluctantly exchange a few words, yes, that's definitely the case.
Zitong thought so.
"Qin Feng, I'm hungry." Zi Tong grinned and looked up at the tall Qin Feng.
"Don't worry, I've already arranged a banquet for you." Qin Feng touched her head and said, "Mama Chen made a table of delicious food. Come on, this is your first time to my house.
"Qin Feng politely helped Zi Tong open the back door of the car. He knew Zi Tong's habits.
Sure enough, Zitong got into the trunk and nestled inside like a big cat.
Qin Feng smiled and said: "The reason why I'm eating at home is because I need to talk to you about some plans. It's related to the 'ghost painting' incident, so it's better not to be too ostentatious. After all, there is still a 'tian' in our team.
Master Zhongkui', uh, no, 'Tianshi Haoqi', people who don't know will think that we are spreading some kind of feudal superstition."
Zitong nodded and asked Qin Feng: "Will he come later?" She was eager to see Haoqi in order to find out what happened to her on the plane. If what she saw was really the soul of ***, why did she
Do you want to keep that little red, coin-sized bean for yourself? What is it? What does it do? Why did grandma say she would use it?
"He didn't say he was coming, and he didn't leave me his contact information." Qin Feng said while driving, "But since you are also a part of this event, I think he should show up once.
Everything has been arranged.”
Qin Feng said, and suddenly asked Zitong: "That's not right. Can't you just call him directly and ask him to come?"
Zitong pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "I tried, but his phone was turned off."
"Then we can only wait for him to come on his own initiative. His whereabouts are erratic and mysterious. Only ghosts can find him." Qin Feng lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "And I think he can also walk through walls.
, there is no sign of damage to my door lock, and he can come and go as he pleases."
"He is mysterious. Even ghosts are afraid of him, so you know how powerful his aura is." Zitong took advantage of Haoqi's absence to speak ill of him tactfully.
Qin Feng parked the car in front of his villa. Zitong got out of the car and felt his eyes light up. A luxurious seaside villa! Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming, Qin Feng, you bad guy who just wants to enjoy yourself!
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The food made by Chen's mother has a unique taste, but it is very delicious. According to what she revealed to Zitong, Qin Feng is a typical foodie. He is as picky about food as he is about art, and he is even picky.
attitude, so after more than ten rounds of assessments, Chen Ma finally used her superb cooking skills to stay in this villa.
Zitong didn't care about her food appearance. The bad mood after going home for a few days made her extremely tired and depressed. Now in front of Qin Feng, a good friend who has a sense of security, she finally had a full meal.
"Anyway, Qin Feng has a lot of money, so if he doesn't eat for nothing, he will be poor." Zi Tong thought evilly while eating.
"You won't invite me to a banquet." Hao Qi's voice suddenly appeared, startling Qin Feng and Zi Tong.
His figure flashed into the living room, and he sat down on the sofa without any ceremony.
"Please, people are scary. Can you go through the front door and knock on the door?" Hao Qi's appearance made Qin Feng very happy, but he still couldn't help but make a few remarks.
"I walked through the main door, and I also knocked on the door. You were too busy eating and didn't hear it." Hao Qi leaned on the back of the sofa, glanced at Zitong, and asked lightly: "You're back?"
"Yeah." Hao Qi's cold attitude made Zi Tong unhappy. She put down her chopsticks and suddenly lost her appetite.
"Mother Chen, please add some bowls and chopsticks and cook some more dishes." Qin Feng ordered.
Hao Qi waved her hand: "No need."
Then, he asked Zitong: "Are you full?"
Zitong nodded.
"Then don't waste time. I need to tell you something. I can't stay any longer. I'll leave later." Hao Qi said.
"What? Are you asking people to collect debts?" Qin Feng interrupted with a smile.
"If you continue to be verbose, I will immediately cast a 'silencing spell' on you without mercy."