Reborn superstar is too frivolous

Chapter 600 The Shadow
Yu Mubai thought that Ying Guyi was joking, but after looking at his expression, he realized that he was really asking a question seriously.

He was a little confused then.

Yu Muhan was also a little taken aback.

Until Leng Qianche's slow and lazy tone sounded.

"Illusion? It's not very powerful, you can wait until the big competition to see."

Although he didn't really believe Leng Qianche's words, Ying Guyi nodded and didn't bother to ask any further.

"Then... where's your cousin?"

Ying Guyi still asked something else, mainly because he thought that they all asked, but he didn't ask this child, feeling a little repulsed.

Although they are not familiar with it.

Leng Qianche raised her eyes to look at him, then lowered her eyes to look at Leng Qingfeng's suddenly tense appearance, and chuckled lightly. Unexpectedly, this person who looked so carefree sometimes had an extraordinarily delicate mind.

Leng Qingfeng was originally holding on to the corner of Leng Qianche's clothes, but suddenly he heard a low laugh from above his head.

He couldn't help but look up, only the young man with a faint smile on his mouth was left in his eyes, and he couldn't help pursing his lips.

"He." Leng Qianche's tone was still slow, she leaned lazily on Leng Qingfeng's shoulder, as if she didn't notice his suddenly stiff body.

"It's wind, right?"

In the end, I said it to Leng Qingfeng.

Listening to her deep and gentle voice, Leng Qingfeng couldn't help following her words, and said as if bewitched: "Yes..."

Ying Guyi smiled heartily and stopped talking.

He chatted with a few more people, and it was getting dark. He touched his growling stomach and wailed: "I'm so hungry... Do you think those people will bring us food? They're not going to let us starve to death here, are they?"

Yu Mubai smiled, and said: "Probably not, it's already seven o'clock, it's time to deliver food."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a knock on the door.

Ying Guyi opened the door, and there stood a young man with drooping eyebrows, his face was tied with a white silk gauze, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

But in terms of temperament alone, it must be excellent, but what Ying Guyi paid attention to was not his face but the tray in his hand.

There is a silver pot lid on it, and the fragrance cannot be covered.

The young man saluted slightly, like the ancients that Ying Guyi had seen on TV, he walked into the room with his head down, followed by a few people dressed in white clothes like him, all with drooping eyebrows and eyes Antique clothes, all holding a tray in their hands.

They didn't speak after they came in, they just bowed to the few people sitting there, and then they respectfully put the contents of the tray on the table, opened the trays one after another, and the aroma instantly permeated the whole room.

Ying Guyi couldn't help touching his stomach for the platefuls of delicacies.

After opening the plate, those teenagers bowed their heads respectfully and retreated.

As soon as the door was closed, Ying Guyi couldn't help but sat down and picked up the chopsticks that looked like silverware, and then picked up a piece of pork ribs and put them in his mouth without caring about the heat.

Although he breathed hot, he still didn't spit it out. While chewing, he puffed out his cheeks and hurriedly greeted a few people.

"Come and eat, come and eat... Huh..."

Obviously it looks delicious.

Under the signal of Leng Qianche's eyes, the two brothers of the Yu family also picked up their chopsticks and reached for the dishes that were still steaming.

After taking the first bite, Yu Mubai's first reaction was that it was nothing more than that. Although it was delicious, it was still not as good as Leng Qianche's cooking—they were used to eating Leng Qianche's dishes over the years. Everyone also found that the food made by the chef seemed to be really hard to swallow.

It's just that I have been patient until now.

Yu Muhan almost had a silent and flat expression.

Leng Qianche took a sip, then put down his chopsticks and took a sip of the tea, but didn't eat any more.

Leng Qingfeng and Ying Guyi seemed to be quite happy eating, Ying Guyi asked while eating: "Aren't you hungry? You eat so slowly!"

Yu Mubai smiled, took another mouthful of vegetables and put them in his mouth, saying: "I'm eating."

Ying Guyi didn't say anything more.

Leng Qingfeng glanced at Leng Qianche worriedly, wanted to add food to her but knew that she was afraid of cleanliness, which made him feel a little dazed throughout the meal.

After the meal, basically the moment the last person put down their chopsticks, the knock on the door rang again.

It is still the door that should be easy to open in ancient times, and there are still those young people at the door. They are like well-made puppets. They salute, then come in to collect the leftovers and tableware, and leave respectfully after cleaning the table.

After they left, Ying Guyi murmured in surprise: "They...is there surveillance in this room?" The more he talked, the lower Ying Guyi's voice became.

Leng Qianche glanced at him, snorted and said, "No, it's just that there is a feeling on the plate."

Ying Guyi has a natural sense of trust in Leng Qianche, and he trusts her words very much. At this moment, he exclaimed: "Fuck! It's really the best in the hidden family! There are such things, advanced!"

Leng Qianche smiled without saying a word.

After resting for a while, the Yu brothers and Ying Guyi saw that it was getting late, so they said goodbye to Leng Qianche and left the room.

Only Leng Qianche and Leng Qingfeng were left in the room.

Leng Qingfeng pursed her delicate lips, and said softly: "Brother, I'm a little scared..."

Leng Qianche looked down at him, the child's long eyelashes trembled, making him look more fragile and alluring under the light.

After all, it's still a strange place, so it's normal to be afraid, but Leng Qianche doesn't intend to control him.

"I'm near you, don't be afraid." Leng Qianche said lightly.

Leng Qingfeng lowered his eyes, those red and phoenix eyes trembled slightly, as if something was about to overflow inside, but was blocked back.

"Good." he said.

"Good night, brother." After finishing speaking, he exited the room obediently and closed the door intimately.

Once the door was closed, the light was cut off.

He stood quietly at the door, the moonlight pulled his shadow into a long shadow on the ground, looking a little quiet.

He leaned on the door for a long time without saying a word, his eyes were hidden and no expression could be seen.

It was not until a long time later that he moved slightly stiffly, and dragged his stiff legs back to the room.

What he didn't see was that the moment he turned around, the door behind him opened suddenly, but without a sound, a black shadow flashed out of the door like a ghost, and disappeared into the long night.

The black figure was annihilated as it sank into the white mist.

The grass next to it shook slightly, as if no one had ever been there.

The black shadow seemed to be able to see through the white mist. It went up and down so fast that no one could check it. It flashed behind a huge building at a very fast speed, and it was completely invisible.

　The hero will definitely appear in the next chapter! ! !I send four! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)