Feng Qingyang's handsome face suddenly came in front of her, carrying a unique and refreshing fragrance.
Chen Xi only felt that the depression in his chest was strongly diluted by such a refreshing fragrance, and then...
She raised her eyes and looked at the handsome man in front of her depressedly: "What does it have to do with you whether I am happy or not? Listen, you are not allowed to bring your face so close in the future."
Damn that guy, if he came closer even one centimeter, he would kiss her on the lips!
She didn't want to perform a passionate kiss with a big fool on the street.
With a blank look on Feng Qingyang's stunned face, she shook off his hand, stepped forward, and left.
Feng Qingyang stood there, looking at the retreating figure for a moment, and his whole body was covered with a light layer of gray because of sadness!
He raised his head and looked at the sky. In the distance, a big dark cloud was quietly moving towards their direction, and the sun gradually became dim and irrelevant.
"Hey! Why don't you catch up quickly?"
Some girls walking in front suddenly turned their heads and looked at him dissatisfied with their red lips pouting.
He sniffed aggrievedly, his dull eyes covered with a layer of pitiful mist, and like a despised little daughter-in-law, he stepped forward obediently.
"..." Chen Xi saw Feng Qingyang finally following him, glanced at him favorably, turned around and strode forward again.
After a while, she suddenly turned her head around with a needle on her back and glared at Feng Qingyang in a depressed tone: "Hey, can you stop staring at me with such resentful eyes?"
Feng Qingyang curled her lips, just like the dark clouds covering the pretty Begonia: "But, Xi'er, you forgot to hold my hand."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand in grievance and expectation, looking at Chen Xi's convulsing face with shining water, and an imperceptible smile flashed deep in his eyes.
Chen Xi took a deep breath, and then inhaled again. Cherry's little mouth muttered helplessly: "Oh, what did I owe you in my previous life? You guys are just here to collect debts from me!"
"No! Xi'er doesn't owe me anything! It's me who owes Xi'er three thousand taels!" Feng Qingyang said as if unintentionally.
Chen Xi's eyes lit up, and his hand touching the fur of the little silver fox paused: "That's right! You still owe me three thousand taels! Let's go back to the house and get it."
She wanted to go back home to get the money, and then explore ways to improve her spiritual power. If possible, she thought she needed to buy some elixirs that would help her practice.
However, someone's thoughts were obviously not in the same space as his: "Xi'er promised that we would catch chickens when we get home."
"..." A certain woman was petrified!
Nimei’s chicken catch!
Chen Xi has decided! The first thing he does when he returns home is to release all the chickens, brothers and sisters in the house!
Then another ban was issued: Chickens and monsters are not allowed to enter Prince Gong’s Mansion!
NND, she didn’t believe that this guy could still find chickens to catch!
…
What's the saying?
There is a huge gap between reality and ideals!
Chen Xi deeply felt that the gap was really not that big!
Well, first, she must admit her ignorance.
In fact, the pet that the noble sixteenth prince plays will definitely not be the little clucking thing in the kitchen that can be used to make soup!
When Chen Xi was deeply reflecting on his mistakes, a golden little phoenix with head held high and high posture stood on the sycamore tree in front of him.
The figure of the phoenix was only as big as a rooster, and its long and narrow phoenix eyes, like gemstones, contained a touch of alienation and detachment. She looked like a arrogant little queen.