Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

"I don't care. I want to be with brother Bai!" Ouyang Qingqing said discontentedly.

Bai Chengfeng was impatient and counted the number of people, "but so many people sit in a private room. Is it too crowded?"

The shopkeeper touched the sweat on his forehead. These are all famous aristocratic sons. None of them can offend!

"If you don't dislike it, there is a big table on the second floor. Although the upstairs is not as quiet as the private room, it is also very elegant."

"Then on the second floor."

"That's it"

Bai Li and Ouyang Che answered at the same time.

Feng Jiuxi is a little speechless. How strange.

She ignored several men and took Biyun and lengluo to follow the shopkeeper upstairs.

"Miss..."

Biyun suddenly poked her back behind her, with a strange voice.

Feng Jiuxi didn't look back, and casually asked, "what's the matter? If you have something to say."

"Miss..."

"All said to call me childe, childe!" Feng Jiuxi turned her head and said. As soon as the voice fell, she was stunned.

Speaking of Biyun's sight, she saw a man sitting near the window on the second floor. His black clothes were floating and his black hair was flying. His face was covered with half a mask as usual, revealing only his perfect chin.

"He, when did he come?" Feng Jiuxi was surprised, and his tongue almost didn't tie.

Lengluo's "kind" mouth reminded: "Your Highness Pluto seems to come before us."

After a pause, she said again, "according to this position and angle, he should have seen everything just now."

“……”

Feng Jiuxi couldn't tell what he felt at the moment. He was surprised, nervous and flustered. All kinds of emotions seemed to be rubbed together by a pair of invisible hands.

Yan Qing seemed to notice the movement here. He turned his head slightly and looked straight at Feng Jiuxi's line of sight.

This man's dress is not bad.

Yan Qing's amazement soon subsided.

"What's the matter? Is there anything wrong?" Bai Li followed up. Feng Jiuxi was stuck at the entrance of the stairs. He thought something had happened.

"If you think it's bad here, we'd better go back to the private room. It doesn't matter..."

Before Bai Li finished, Feng Jiuxi stepped forward to the last step, "brother Bai, don't bother. It's very good here."

With the guidance of the shopkeeper, she sat on the square table on the right hand side of the stairs, and sheqing was on the left hand side of the stairs.

The two tables were facing each other from a distance. Now she sat down and looked up. She could just see Yanqing.

Did he come alone?

What is he doing in Qingfeng town?

Will he go to the auction in the evening?

Countless questions came out of her mind, and Feng Jiuxi shook his head.

No, he's not her who, why does she think so much?

"Are you not feeling well?" Bai Li saw Feng Jiuxi shaking his head and tried to reach out to her forehead.

Feng Jiuxi dodged cleverly and said with a smile, "I'm fine."

A cold familiar feeling came again.

Bai Li was stunned and turned to the source of his sight. He saw only a man with a mask.

He couldn't help frowning.

If you remember correctly, it was this man staring at himself in the street just now!

Just... Who the hell is this person? Why is there such obvious malice towards him.

"Brother Bai, what are you looking at?" Ouyang Qingqing came up curiously and looked along his line of sight, but he didn't find anything wrong.

"Nothing."

Bai Li took back his eyes, sat down, looked at Feng Jiuxi and asked gently, "are you hungry? Do you want to order something to eat?"

Ouyang Qingqing pulls his clothes jealously.

What, those who love to answer and ignore themselves, but are so attentive to others!