Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 1357 Lost morals

At first, Sikong Feng watched Li Miao explaining back and forth in front of Sikong Chiyou with a tense expression on his face. He was very happy and looked forward to the moment when Li Miao was speechless when asked by Sikong Chiyou, but when When Li Miao said the last sentence, Sikong Feng suddenly had the feeling of being stabbed from the back, which made him never expect that he would be dragged into it in the end.

"Hehe, so that's the case." Sikong Chiyou said with a smile, without much other expressions, but he didn't continue to ask questions, which proved that Li Miao's words had the effect of shutting him up.

"Grandpa, don't listen to his nonsense, your grandson is not like this." Sikong Feng didn't want his fame to be ruined in Li Miao's hands, so he was in a panic at that time, and he only wanted to explain his innocence to Sikong Chiyou up.

But he forgot that he had indeed spoken ill of Li Miao in front of Sikong Chiyou, so even if Sikong Chiyou didn't know about everything before, he should be able to guess what Sikong Feng wanted to do.

"Master Chi You, I don't know what Sikong Feng said in front of you, but I seem to have a hunch that he will continue to discuss me." Li Miao's tone was very gentle, but the weight was quite heavy. After saying those words, Sikong Feng's face turned green.

Obviously, Li Miao's words are tantamount to obliterating his next revenge plan. If he said something bad about Li Miao after a while, he would have responded to Li Miao's words before. Just don't call yourself.

So Li Miao's plan was really clever, not only perfectly answered Sikong Chiyou's question, but also made Sikong Feng passive in the next situation, killing two birds with one stone.

"You, you are talking nonsense, you are talking nonsense, me." Sikong Feng wanted to continue explaining to himself, but he also found that it was getting darker and darker now, because he also considered that he would be extremely passive in the future, All the advantages I had before were gone.

A fleeting smile crossed Sikong Bingxue's face again. It seemed that Li Miao's performance did not disappoint him.

Seeing Sikong Feng hesitating, Sikong Chiyou simply drank his tea as if nothing had happened, and didn't express any opinions, as if all this had nothing to do with him. What a name, even if he already knows, Sikong Feng is probably not Li Miao's opponent.

"What's wrong with you? Is your throat a little uncomfortable? Come on, drink some water. I'm not moving. I'm not dirty." Li Miao watched Sikong Feng faltering and being speechless, and once again thought of such a good thing. Way to revenge, since this guy let himself drink herbal tea, let him eat the fruit today.

After saying that, Li Miao pushed the tea in front of Sikong Feng, looking at the dazed and angry look, let alone how happy Li Miao was.

However, Sikong Feng still did not choose to drink tea after all, because he felt that Li Miao was insulting him. If he drank the tea today, he would be completely defeated by him. Not only would he lose face, but he would also lose ethics.

In Sikong Feng's eyes, there was intense hatred, as if the hatred in his heart could not be resolved unless he tore Li Miao into eight pieces.

"Xiaofeng, why didn't you say thank you when I invited you to drink tea?" At this moment, Sikong Chiyou said such a sentence lazily, immediately confused Sikongfeng.

He really couldn't think of why his grandfather would speak for outsiders, even if he helped outsiders, why would he help outsiders at this juncture to make himself a fool of himself in public? So natural, so free and easy.

As everyone knows, Sikong Chiyou did this for his own purpose, not only to make Sikong Feng suffer, but also to see if Li Miao would get carried away with joy in this situation.

"Grandpa, me." Sikong Feng naturally didn't dare to disobey Sikong Chiyou's order, but there was a strong resistance in his heart. He knew very well in his heart that if he drank this tea today, he would be completely defeated. Listing the true crimes of the Communist Party of China seems to others to be a kind of slander.

Realizing that the ending might be like this, Sikong Feng felt extremely desolate in his heart, and he even began to doubt whether this Li Miao was his natural enemy, and his arrival was to oppose him.

If you do many unrighteous actions, you will die yourself. Only Sikong Feng knows why he is in tragedy.

"Drink it, don't you feel a little uncomfortable in your throat? This herbal tea is just for getting rid of the fire." Sikong Chiyou's words made Li Miao's heart explode. If what he said just now made him very happy, then this In a word, you can send yourself to the peak of joy.

Authentic good herbal tea, authentic good tragedy, Li Miao thinks that Sikong Chiyou can say such words, it seems that he has already discovered the mystery of this cup of tea, so he will let Sikong Feng taste the bitter fruit he made at this moment, For a while, Li Miao also felt that Sikong Chiyou seemed to be a man of his own opinion, fair and honest, and did not like to take sides.

Si Kongfeng knew that he couldn't escape today, so he picked up the teacup and drank half of it in one gulp, swallowing with a rather complicated expression, only he knew the taste of the tea and what it was like.

It is necessary to get rid of the fire, because after a while, he will have a stomachache, and the anger all over his body will be released.

Li Miao was delighted in his heart, but he didn't express this feeling on his face, because Li Miao knew very well that Sikong Chiyou would definitely notice his gloating, but now, even if he pretended, he had to It's in your own interest to pretend to be sanctimonious.

Ever since, Li Miao saw that after Sikong Feng drank the cup of tea, the expression on his face was still as calm as water, not at all happy, let alone happy, which made Sikong Chiyou a little puzzled, but more, he thought Li Miao is a broad-minded person.

"Grandpa, I'll fill it up for you." At this time, Sikong Bingxue came over with a small warm screen, and filled Sikong Chiyou's teacup with hot water, but ignored Sikong Feng's cup.

"Hehe, that's good." Sikong Chiyou smiled and took a sip from his teacup, but he didn't shift the focus of the topic to Li Miao for a long time.

Li Miao didn't know what this old man was thinking, but Li Miao knew one thing very well, that is, he should not be impatient, the enemy would not move, and I would not move, if he couldn't sit still, he would die very quickly.

Just like that, Sikong Chiyou drank tea alone, while Li Miao waited quietly. As for Sikong Feng, he stood there like a superfluous wooden stake, at a loss for what to do, but there was a sound coming from his stomach. A series of cooing sounds.