Chapter 122
"But Master Xiang's reputation is so clean that I am jealous." Fu Zhaoge raised his lips, and the emotion in his phoenix eyes was unclear, making it hard to follow.

Hearing this, Wen Yanya couldn't help but glance at Fu Zhaoge, but then remained silent.

Not long after, the two returned to the wing room, tidied up their outfits for a while, and then left the house again.

This time, it was considered a sneaky day.

Wen Yanya and Fu Zhaoge stand side by side, one is elegant and lazy, with evil side effects, which makes people blush and heartbeat, while the other is indifferent and cool, with self-refined elegance, making it difficult to ignore.

Such a combination is really rare.

As for the girls on Yunzhen Street, it was the first time that they saw such handsome young masters so rarely.

Not long after walking around here, Fu Zhaoge suddenly sighed, "I thought I could go to Fengyin Tower today, but I didn't expect to stay in Yunzhen."

Hearing this, Wen Yanya glanced at Fu Zhaoge calmly, and said in an orderly voice with a bit of ambiguity, "Young Master Zhao is really flirtatious."

"Brother Yan praised you."

The corners of Fu Zhaoge's crimson lips twitched slightly, and he turned his eyes to glance around. Unexpectedly, the girl who was peeking at the side happened to see Fu Zhaoge's sultry and seductive moment, and her heart beat faster, her cheeks flushed.

"Mr. Zhao doesn't restrain himself outside, and he will cause a lot of trouble in the future." Wen Yanya naturally saw the woman's shy eyes, and then his eyes darkened.

"convergence?"

Fu Zhaoge turned his eyes and saw that Wen Yanya was already parked beside the merchant, so he had to turn around and approach Wen Yanya, and asked, "What restraint?"

Hearing this, Wen Yanya, who was sitting in a wheelchair, lowered his eyes slightly, and then said, "Bend over."

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows, not knowing why, but he still said to bend down.

Seeing this, Wen Yanya's deep and deep gaze flickered, then he stretched out his hand and took the white silk satin beside him, tied it to Fu Zhaoge's eyes, and tied it lightly behind his head.

"These troublesome eyes are gone, it really is much better."

Seeing that Fu Zhaoge was blindfolded, Wen Yanya said methodically, a dark look flashed in his eyes.

On the other hand, Su Ye was silent.

Such a beautiful scene, although it is very sweet, why is it so heartbreaking?

Fu Zhaoge couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard what Wen Yanya said inexplicably, and continued, "Brother Yan, you can't walk with your eyes covered."

After a while, Fu Zhaoge took it off.

Seeing this, Wen Yanya's eyes flickered slightly, and then he stretched out his hand to take the white silk satin from Fu Zhao's singer, who knows, before touching it, Fu Zhaoge moved his hand aside.

"Brother Yan, it's all sent to Mr. Zhao, don't you want to take it back?"

Fu Zhaoge raised his lips, then looked at Wen Yanya with a half-smile, and joked.

Hearing this, Wen Yanya looked helplessly at Fu Zhaoge, and then signaled Su Ye to pay the bill.

The peddler didn't expect that the first business he did as a mask seller was to buy the white silk satin next to him.

However, even so, the vendor quickly offered a price.

On the side, Wen Yanya continued to change, "A piece of white satin, what are you doing here?"

"Brother Yan's gifts are all commemorative." Fu Zhaoge continued to pick up his lips, and a smile appeared in his eyes, shining brightly and eye-catching.

Listen to the words, Wen Yanya is helpless,
This time and twice, the gifts are not all forced sales.

However, this is really her style of Fu Zhaoge.

(End of this chapter)

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