Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 750 Thrilling make-up After a bumpy road, Li Miao and Feng Xiaozhen are finally about to arrive at Helingmen, a place so familiar.

Of course, what impresses Li Miao the most is not the fresh and charming fragrance of birds and flowers here, but the wind and rain like a fairy. Every time he sees her face, Li Miao can get rid of many dirty thoughts in his heart. To a large extent, it depends on Feng Xiaoyu's temperament that can be seen from a distance but not played with.

"Hehe, my sister has come to the gazebo." Feng Xiaozhen laughed suddenly.

"It's already here? How do you know?" Li Miao was very curious. Could it be that the two of them, the siblings, really have a good understanding, or that their sect has any special way of communication?

"Hehe, Mr. Li will know soon, let's hurry there, time waits for no one, my sister must have fooled the eyes and ears of the people in the Bingquemen." Feng Xiaozhen said and increased the accelerator, and the car was at full speed go ahead.

Although it was a little bumpy, it was basically nothing compared to the mood of the two of them, because everyone wanted to feel the pavilion as soon as possible.

After 2 minutes, Li Miao finally saw a pavilion in the distance. It was small in scale but extraordinarily exquisite. It was a typical octagonal pavilion. The corners of the eaves were like the wings of a bird. , the pavilions are all made of high-quality wood, and there is a wooden fence around the periphery, which looks so chic.

Of course, there was a young girl sitting in the pavilion. Judging from her figure, she was extremely graceful. Every gesture of the girl exuded her own softness. There was no doubt that this must be wind and light rain.

In such a tense situation, instead of standing anxiously watching, but sitting and waiting patiently, what a psychological quality this is.

If he had the mentality like Niu Shiqi, I'm afraid he'd have to pee again.

"Crackling." Feng Xiaozhen braked the car to a steady stop, and jumped out of the car impatiently.

"Sister, I'm here, I'm here." Feng Xiaozhen was naturally a little excited when he saw his sister.

But Feng Xiaoyu just smiled, and then shifted his gaze to Li Miao who had just walked out of the co-pilot.

Before she knew it, her heartbeat seemed to speed up. As a talented woman who lived indifferently and calmly, she couldn't hide this feeling when facing Li Miao. She didn't know why.

"Mr. Li, you are here." Feng Xiaoyu tried hard to calm himself down, and took two steps forward.

However, it seemed that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't restrain this excitement, because it was instinctive and beyond human control.

"Well, Xiao Yu, long time no see." When Li Miao saw this long-lost face, he felt very kind, staring at her face for a whole day would not feel tired.

The two actually stayed in this stalemate for a few seconds, which made Feng Xiaozhen on the side a little excited and worried. What was exciting was that it seemed that the two of them really meant something to each other, and the worry was urgent now. The pavilion here is only one mile away from the old nest of Helingmen. If Sikong Dong came suddenly, the matter would be exposed.

"Xiao Yu, I have to trouble you to put on makeup for me." Li Miao smiled faintly, breaking the deadlock.

At this time, Feng Xiaoyu came back to her senses, and hurriedly turned around to sort out the makeup paints. Inadvertently, her face was already full of shyness.

Are fairies also shy? I think so, because fairies are also women, and they also have emotions and desires.

Li Miao sat down slowly and waited quietly for Feng Xiaoyu to prepare the paint, feeling really different in his heart.

"Mr. Li, please close your eyes, I will help you make up." Feng Xiaoyu quickly prepared the paint, took the brush, and was ready to start work.

"Yes." Li Miao replied with a smile.

Afterwards, Feng Xiaoyu carefully put on makeup for Li Miao. During the period, the two of them looked at each other countless times, but they seemed to be a little bit timid about each other. They often avoided it immediately after making eye contact. Although it was a little regrettable, but This feeling is itchy.

Feng Xiaoyu's paintbrush drifted slightly on his face, giving him an indescribable feeling. Occasionally, he could feel her palms on his face, and Li Miao felt an indescribable happiness in his heart.

In the lobby of Helingmen, Sikong Dong ate breakfast, as if he had a hatred for killing his father with the breakfast. He bit it hard, and chewed it fast, which made Feng Yulin, who was chewing slowly, a little scared. Scared.

Although it is said that Sikong Dong came here, his attitude was not tough, but more of an attitude of coming to visit and play, but after all, he is also a third-level master of the Holy Spirit. The room was reduced to ashes.

"The old man finished eating and wants to go out for a walk." Sikong Dong had already wiped out all the breakfast in front of him in the blink of an eye, and unexpectedly put down such a sentence.

Suddenly, Feng Yulin's heart skipped a beat. Sikong Dong's so-called going out for a walk, even a fool could guess what he was doing, so Feng Yulin had to do everything possible to stop him.

"Boss Sikong, this has just been used up, don't turn around, it will damage the stomach." Feng Yulin's words were a little stiff, thinking that his words were not correct at all, and what he suddenly didn't understand was still , but fooling Sikong Dong is not enough.

"Hehe, is it wrong to walk a hundred steps after a meal and live to 99 years old? Or did the old man get it wrong?" Sikong Dong's rhetorical question made Feng Yulin extremely embarrassed.

"You misunderstood me. I just said that excessive exercise after a meal may cause the stomach to sag, so it is better to exercise after a while." Silly, why can't he see that Feng Yulin doesn't want him to go out, so he strengthens his confidence that Feng Xiaoyu will go out by tricks.

"Haha, the old man is just walking casually, not somersaulting. The words of Master Feng, some words don't convey the meaning, right?" Sikong Dong laughed and got up directly, despising Feng Yulin's distressed face, and walked out directly.

And Sikong Shan on the side hastily put down the half-bitten shortbread in his hand, and chased after him. As a slave, he must follow his master forever. If the master goes east, he will never go west.

Looking at the backs of Sikong Dong and Sikong Shan leaving, Feng Yulin sighed deeply, and exclaimed: "All depends on the fate of the heavens. May the auspicious people have their own appearance."

As soon as he walked out of the gate, Sikong Shan cheered up, and said respectfully: "Director Sikong, are we going to find that little girl?"

Sikong Dong glanced at him, and said coldly: "You and I will split up and find her as quickly as possible, quick!"

"Eh." Before Sikong Shan could say those words, Sikong Dong had disappeared.

At this moment, Li Miao had only finished putting on ordinary makeup.