Difficulty: So I am an undercover villain

Chapter 103 Almost Kissed

Song Qingshu probably also knew that he took care of people too well, seeing that his sword head didn't speak, he thought he was angry.

He cautiously raised his head and said: "Jian Shou has come a long way and it's hard work, why don't we find a restaurant to rest?"

He glanced at the faces of the two of them, seeing their guilty looks, Shen Yifei wanted to laugh again.

With no expression on his face, he hummed lightly.

"lead the way."

"plz follow me."

Not daring to hold Tai Luogu's hand again, Song Qingshu bowed and walked forward, but Shen Yifei took Cui Luohan's hand and followed behind as if revenge, causing Cui Luohan to roll his eyes repeatedly.

After spending so long in the stronghold, Song Qingshu took the two of them to an elegant restaurant.

"Yo, Master Song, you're here."

As soon as he entered the restaurant, a waiter came in nodding and bowing. Song Qingshu was almost paralyzed by the sound of Master Song, and he frantically looked at the waiter.

Shen Yifei and Cui Luohan looked at each other, good guy, this guy is doing well, he has already risen to master.

Xiaoer understood in seconds, and said with a smile: "As usual, the private room upstairs is always reserved for you."

Song Qingshu said awkwardly to Shen Yifei, "Jiantou, please."

Shen Yifei was also polite, and led Cui Luohan to go upstairs first.

Only then did Xiao Er see clearly the appearance of the person behind Song Qingshu, his eyes lit up immediately, and he followed behind to flatter him.

"It turns out that the Lord Savior is here, and the shop is really flourishing."

"Shut up, bring the best wine here." Song Qingshu tugged at Xiao Er, and said in a low voice.

"Okay, don't worry."

After Xiaoer went down to prepare, Song Qingshu went upstairs with him.

In the private room, Shen Yifei leaned against the window, watching the people coming and going on the street outside, showing a faint smile.

The existence of the stronghold gave the people at the bottom of the plight a place to settle down. Compared with the village he saw when he first entered the world, the people here are considered very happy.

At least it is protected by the sword array, and will not be intruded by demons and ghosts. In addition to the tasks issued by the guardian hall, some warriors regularly clean up the evil spirits near the stronghold, so that it becomes very safe to be around a hundred miles around Feng'an. Less villages.

As long as Yan Wang and others don't set their sights on the stronghold, then these people are safe.

"The living standard of the people here has almost caught up with the early days of the Jin'ou Celestial Dynasty."

With a sigh of emotion, Cui Luohan turned her attention to the person next to her, she very much agrees with Shen Yifei's grassroots-centered philosophy.

Since ancient times, there are many people who talk about ordinary people, but very few people really treat them with heart, but this person in front of him has been working hard for it.

There seemed to be flowing water in Cui Luohan's eyes, and the soft eyes were full of light.

"The early days of the Jin'ou Celestial Dynasty? Sister Fang, have you ever been to Jin'ou?"

Shen Yifei turned his head and happened to meet Cui Luohan's eyes, the other's delicate face and some affectionate eyes made him startled slightly.

The two stared at each other like this, their breathing suddenly became a little short, and there was a trace of emotion in the air.

Although the last layer of window paper was not pierced, the friendship in each other's hearts was already clear, and Shen Yifei's hands wrapped Cui Luohan's waist unconsciously.

There was a delicate touch on the hand, with a slender waist, she grasped it gracefully, and looked down at the face that made her heart throb.

The eyes are like water apricots, the eyebrows are unpainted but green, and the lips are not dotted but red.

Shen Yifei approached slowly, Cui Luohan froze her body and closed her eyes, just when she was about to meet, an abrupt voice came.

"Jiantou. I'm sorry I went to the wrong room, you guys continue."

The sudden sound frightened Cui Luohan to open her eyes, and quickly distanced herself from Shen Yifei, like a frightened rabbit.

Song Qingshu was embarrassed and prepared to close the door and exit.

"return!"

Shen Yifei shouted furiously, and let go of Cui Luohan unwillingly.

"Jiantou, I didn't mean to disturb you." Song Qingshu walked in with a smile, followed by Tai Luogu.

"Okay, sit down."

Stretching out his finger and pointing to the seat opposite, he inadvertently caught sight of the flustered shyness on Cui Luohan's face from the corner of his eye, and he became more and more annoyed at the moment.

After the two of them sat down, Shen Yifei deliberately said: "You can do it, you are already called a master."

Song Qingshu bowed his head in silence, with a respectful appearance of listening to the reprimand.

Seeing him like that, Shen Yifei didn't want to say anything more, and said in another voice: "Forget it, take us to see Leng Fengjue after eating."

"Yes."

Although he really didn't want him to jump into the kang, but after all, he was his only little follower, as long as both of them were willing, Shen Yifei had no choice but to let him go.

It's just a personal labor from Shetian Qinji's hands afterwards.

Because the good thing was ruined, the meal was eaten in a hurry, and several people at the dinner table did not speak. After the hasty end, several people left the restaurant amidst the sound of farewell from Xiaoer.

"Come often when you are free, adults."

Leaving the restaurant, Song Qingshu led Shen Yifei and the two through a street, through several dark alleys, and finally stopped outside a small courtyard.

"Return to the sword head, Leng Fengjue is inside."

"You go back first."

Shen Yifei waved his hand.

"Yes."

"Wait!"

When Song Qingshu was about to leave with his little girlfriend, Shen Yifei pulled him aside, and said in a low voice: "You go to Chief Lun Qingcheng, and ask him to pay attention to the news about the Xianqin Supreme Banquet. Notify me in advance."

"Yes."

Song Qingshu saluted again, and after making sure that Shen Yifei had nothing else to do, he left here.

"Xianqin Supreme Banquet?" Cui Luohan was puzzled, she is also a person who loves the piano, and immediately became interested when she heard the name.

"I'll tell you about this when I have time."

As the boss, he naturally had to solve life's major issues for the little follower. Shen Yifei didn't explain immediately, but leaned his ear against the door of the courtyard wall, and a childish voice could be heard faintly from inside.

"At the beginning of human beings, nature is good."

The sound of the wind and rain, the sound of reading, entered his ears. Shen Yifei gently opened the door, and the scene inside made him both want to laugh and feel relieved.

I saw a teacher standing on the stage with a three-character scripture for enlightenment in his hand, and a group of four- and five-year-old children below him. He recited a sentence, and the children recited a sentence.

But among these children, there was a figure that seemed out of place.

A row of seats, Leng Fengjue's 1.8-meter tall man sat at the back, and Xiao Yu sat at the front.

Leng Fengjue read along behind the other children with a serious face, without any embarrassment.

Cui Luohan also saw this scene through the gap, she didn't think it was funny, reading is sacred, everyone who takes it seriously deserves to be respected, no matter when it is too late.

"It seems that the way he acted before was only because no one taught him, and he was cut off by the King of Hades first, which caused him to make a mistake. This should lead him to the right path." Cui Luohan said with confidence.

Yes, he is fine, what about my water element, is it really necessary to start training again?
"At first glance, he is not a good student." Shen Yifei gritted his teeth and said.

"Why do you say that?" Cui Luohan asked suspiciously.

She didn't know how Shen Yifei saw that Leng Fengjue was a poor student.

(End of this chapter)