Nongmen noble girl, she was conferred a god by her beauty

Chapter 222 The Shocked Xiao Rufeng

In a pavilion.

There were two people sitting on a quaint stone table, a man and a woman with solemn faces.

The man breathed a sigh of relief after falling down for a while, but his face was full of doubts: "Didn't you say you couldn't come before? Why did you suddenly go to the appointment again?"

Chu Wanning, who was sitting opposite him, said calmly, "I'll come if I want to." She raised her hand and dropped another sunspot.

The man's face darkened.

What's the difference between this and not saying?
There is also an incense burner in the pavilion, from which faint blue smoke comes out, the aroma is strong and slightly pungent.

Smelling and smelling, I felt that my tiredness had faded away, even my limbs began to warm up, and my spirit also relaxed unconsciously.

The man snorted, "This time the gift is quite in line with my wishes."

He was referring to the spices on the table.

Chu Wanning's complexion remained unchanged, "Oh, that's a fragrance I made with some leftovers when I made Anshenxiang. If you like, I'll make some for you when there are leftovers next time."

Hearing this sentence, the man's face darkened inexplicably, and his eyes were a little rounded because of shock, "You finally sent a gift, and you just use leftovers to fool me?"

Chu Wanning lightly fell down again, her eyes were cold and indifferent, as if to say that it would be good to have leftovers.

The man's face was livid with anger, "Chu Wanning, you were born to be angry with me, right?"

Thinking that he, a great Confucian respected by the world, should be reduced to the point of collecting leftovers, he is really angry!
Mr. Xiao is famous far and wide, and he has become famous all over the world at a young age, but now he has become the most famous Confucian in the Changjin Kingdom.

Chu Wanning slightly raised her eyebrows, and smiled: "Xiao Rufeng, your temperament is the same as before, and you are still so easy to get angry. Look! You have a few more crow's feet around the corners of your eyes!" voice, with a look of disgust.

Xiao Rufeng's face turned dark again.

He claims to be suave, handsome and handsome, with a handsome face. Even in his thirties, his face is much better maintained than his peers. How can he have wrinkles?
"You are talking nonsense!"

But his fingers subconsciously took out a small delicate mirror from his pocket. His handsome facial features were reflected in the mirror, and he was still very romantic. He touched his facial features with his fingertips and touched them around. After he confirmed that there were no unnecessary wrinkles at the corners of his eyes Then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Obviously not, sir, I am still handsome, every time I show up, I can cause a sensation for your lady, and the handkerchief is thrown towards me as if I don't want money."

His face was full of contentment.

Very coquettish.

This look made the corners of Chu Wanning's eyes twitch slightly, and said coldly: "You are enough! If you do this again, I will not accompany you!"

Seeing that Chu Wanning was really angry, Xiao Rufeng didn't let himself go any further, put away the small mirror embarrassingly, and smiled at Chu Wanning: "Little Wanning's temperament is still so cold, it's really not fun."

The veins on Chu Wanning's forehead popped out, and she couldn't hold back, she twirled a sunspot with her fingertips and landed on the chessboard, with a "click", "You lost!"

She felt that she deliberately released water to take care of Xiao Rufeng's face, which was really too much.

For a person like Xiao Rufeng, he should be tortured from beginning to end!

Xiao Rufeng's eyes were astonished, he looked at the chessboard in front of him in surprise, and found his own voice after a while, "Little Wanning, why have you improved your chess skills again?"

In the past when playing against Chu Wanning, Xiao Rufeng could at least last half an hour, but now he can't even last a quarter of an hour. This gap is really big!
Chu Wanning said calmly, "Chess quality is linked to character. What you say can only show...Mr. Xiao's character is really not very good." It gets worse every year.

Xiao Rufeng's face darkened again.

After all, he is a highly trusted scholar of Confucianism in the Changjin Kingdom, with countless disciples, how could he fail in character?
Chu Wanning can question his knowledge, but not his character and appearance.

She committed both of these points today.

"I can't play this chess!" Xiao Rufeng put it down directly, and stood up angrily.

This little Wanning's poisonous mouth is getting more and more irritating.

He had to find a place to vent.

"Where are you going, sir?" Chu Wanning looked over suspiciously.

Xiao Rufeng took a deep breath, without turning around, "It's hot, Mr. Ben is looking for a place to take a walk, you just wait here, he will be here in a while."

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Du Qing was surrounded by stars, together with Chu Zhenzhen and her party, they walked near the pavilion unknowingly.

The girls were all dressed exquisitely, especially Du Qing, who was surrounded by noble girls, her whole body shone with golden light, and even the belt around her waist was decorated with countless exquisite jade stones, which swayed constantly as she walked.

"Sister Chu, come quickly." Du Qing held Chu Zhenzhen's arm, her eyes were full of affection.

When the other noble girls saw this, jealousy flashed involuntarily in the depths of their eyes, but they did not dare to find fault with Chu Zhenzhen in public to make Du Qing's bad luck.

Chu Zhenzhenyue's white dress made her look beautiful and beautiful. Because of her love of beauty, a girl at this age has control over her eating, her figure has become slimmer, and her every move reveals a little elegance. It can be seen that in the boudoir, the upbringing is also excellent.

"Qingqing." Chu Zhenzhen reminded softly.

Suddenly, Du Qing restrained the expression on her face, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Chu Wanning in the pavilion not far away, her eyebrows and eyes were astonished: "Who is that?"

Everyone looked in the direction of Chu Wanning at the same time.

Chu Wanning, who was dressed in a snow-blue dress, combed a flying fairy bun, revealing her smooth forehead, and a strand of broken hair hung down on each side of her cheeks. The thick black hair made her face even smaller and more delicate. Generous.

The closer I got, the more I found that Chu Wanning's skin was cold and white, porcelain white like Han Baishi, her palm-sized face and delicate face made Chu Yingying, who was known as the most beautiful woman present, look delicate And cool.

She also wore a tassel hairpin on her head, polished into a tassel pendant strung together with precious stones, crystal clear, pure and colorful, swaying and swinging on her bun.

Just such a simple attire, unexpectedly compared everyone.

It's not that none of the noble ladies present have combed the flying fairy bun, but the flying fairy bun is not something that ordinary people can control. If they don't have a beautiful appearance, women would never dare to wear the flying fairy bun.

The bigger the face, the more exposed it will be against the backdrop of the flying fairy bun.

If the forehead is narrow or wide, it will affect the success of Feixian bun.

Even if a woman's figure is flawed, it will be exposed under the flying fairy bun.

The flying fairy bun is a proper mirror for demons. When the bangs are combed up, it is clear at a glance whose face is so delicate that there are no defects.

It's like Chu Yingying, who was crowned the number one beauty by everyone, but she was a little unconfident in wearing this flying fairy bun, because she clearly knew that her hair was not as luxuriant as others, so she seldom combed it. Fairy bun.

We can't let everyone find out that the number one beauty is actually a bald girl, right?
(End of this chapter)