I Am Really Not a Man!

Tang Wanfeng turned back the same way, and when he came out, he heard the clapper knock three times.

The darkness of the night undoubtedly created a good environment for the Tangjiapu disciples, and it was very convenient whether it was to steal a chicken or touch a dog.

Normally Tang Wanfeng doesn't mind doing a side job at this time. The rivers and lakes are not peaceful. Even when it is more deeply exposed, there will be so many surreptitious and shameless people who are active. Tang Wanfeng usually beats these people violently and then takes the money from him and then kills them. Throw it to the government-there will always be some labor fees, isn't it?

But tonight Tang Wanfeng has no interest in sideline business. In other words, before the fake banknote case was solved, she had no interest in doing sideline business.

After adjusting the breath for a while and recovering his vigor value, Tang Wanfeng jumped up with a great effort, pinpointed the direction of Baihualou, and drew an elegant arc in the sky, and suddenly disappeared into the night.

"Hey, something seems to have flashed past?" A jailer rubbed his eyes, pushed another jailer who was dozing next to him, and screamed in the direction where Tang Wanfeng disappeared.

"Did you look at the dazzling eyes? Did you see the stars flashing?" The jailer who was pushed awake looked at nothing for a long time, impatiently patted the man's hand away, and fell asleep quickly standing up and down little by little. .

"Am I dazzled?" The jailer who spoke first muttered for a while, and then he didn't take it seriously.

When Tang Wanfeng returned to Baihualou, Huamanlou had not yet gone to bed, and Sikong Qiexing and Lu Xiaofeng had not returned.

"Why don't you sleep?" Tang Wanfeng got in from the window and hung the peacock feathers back on her back. Her good night vision ability allowed her to see the flowers all over the building in the dark, still playing with flowers and plants.

"I'm ready to sleep, but found that the evening flowers are blooming." Huamanlou answered with a cheerful and gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

Tang Wanfeng glanced intently. At this time, Huamanlou was serving a pot of flowers that she hadn't seen in the day. Although she didn't study flowers, she still knew the habit of Epiphyllum blooms only at night.

"It's pretty." Tang Wanfeng stepped forward and took a close look at the potted flowers, exaggerating.

"It's a pity that the flowering period is too short." Huamanlou said with regret, "A night, can I ask you to bring the scissors on the table?"

Tang Wanfeng brought the scissors in Yiyan and handed it to Huamanlou upside down, and asked curiously: "What do you use scissors for?"

Huamanlou fumbled for the stalk of the Epiphyllum, and then cut it with scissors, and explained to Tang Wanfeng’s surprise: “In fact, Epiphany is not only beautiful, but also has a very high medicinal value. However, if this flower is used as medicine, it needs to be in Huagang. Pick it up when it is open or quick to open, and dry it for later use."

Tang Wanfeng nodded when he heard the words, and then smiled: "It seems that I was lucky. I caught up with the first blooming time, otherwise I could only look at the dried flowers."

Huamanlou shook his head, collected the cut epiphany, and said: "It's an hour since the flowers bloom."

Tang Wanfeng was taken aback. Huamanlou said that if this flower is used as medicine, it needs to be picked when it is just opening or about to open, but in fact he just picked it. Tang Wanfeng had some fanciful thoughts, and couldn't help but ask: "Why are you just picking it now? Yes..."

Huamanlou smiled and said, "Evening flowers are very beautiful. I think Ah Wanding is also very interested, so I was late to pick them. Fortunately, the flowers are still blooming."

Tang Wanfeng scratched his face, feeling a little guilty inexplicably: "Uh... I had a conversation with Zhu Ting, but I came back late, sorry."

Huamanlou said: "A night is right, why apologize?"

Tang Wanfeng was taken aback, looked at Huamanlou's gentle smile and laughed, "It's nothing, I think too much."

Huamanlou pursed her lips, did not say anything, just urged Tang Wanfeng to go to bed.

"What about you?" Tang Wanfeng said.

Smell of concern, the corner of Huamanlou’s mouth rose, and said, "I will go to bed after putting this flower away. There will be a battle of wits tomorrow, we all have to rest well." Speaking of the back, Huamanlou’s expression It was dark.

Tang Wanfeng has been a night owl for three consecutive years, often arresting people in the dead of night, and because of the system's internal strength, his eyesight has long been extraordinary, and the changes in the expression on Huamanlou's face naturally did not escape her. s eyes.

She knew that he must have thought of Boss Qian again.

Tang Wanfeng couldn't speak. Although she had encountered a situation similar to betrayal, she still didn't know how to deal with it. She could only hold Huamanlou's hand tightly and silently convey her support.

Tang Wanfeng’s delicate hands quickly grind out many calluses in three years, and her skin feels slightly numb and itchy when she touches her skin, but her hands also have the softness and slenderness that are unique to women, making the flowers all over the building in an instant. Somewhat lost.

After returning to his senses, Huamanlou felt that Tang Wanfeng was looking at him worriedly-although he could not see, he felt very keen, and people often wondered if he was blind at all-he was blind since he was a child. The people who comforted him didn't know where they were, and everyone was good at speaking and witty words, but he felt that tonight Tang Wanfeng's clumsy and speechless way of comforting made people feel more warm.

Huamanlou couldn't help smiling, and squeezed her hand with her backhand, and said, "Don't worry, Wan, I've already taken care of the boss Qian. It's just that I feel a little worried about Xia'er."

Boss Qian is Xia'er's nominal father. If Xia'er knew that her father was like this, she would definitely be very sad. In the end, it was understandable that Huamanlou felt sorry for the childhood sweetheart acquaintance.

Tang Wanfeng told herself this way, but her heart was a little sore: "Boss Qian is not Xia'er's biological father after all, so he should be comforted afterwards, so there should be nothing." After she realized what she had said, she began to reflect on herself in annoyance. Isn’t that too ruthless.

Even if he is not the biological father, but the adoptive father is as big as the sky, it is really hard to say whether Xia'er's emotions will collapse.

Huamanlou was keenly aware of Tang Wanfeng’s emotions, smiled gently, and said, “You don’t have to blame yourself. Now think about it. The time when Xia'er appeared was roughly the same as the time when the fake banknote case first appeared. I want to come to Xia. Son, it was also coerced by Boss Qian."

Tang Wanfeng was taken aback: "Didn't Xia'er know you since childhood?"

Huamanlou nodded and shook his head: "I met Boss Qian’s daughter since childhood, but then Boss Qian came here with his wife and daughter, and I only recently reunited with Xia’er’s mother and daughter. In fact, I felt Xia’er from the beginning. Something is different. At the time, I thought that Xia'er had changed after too long. Now I want to come. The Xia'er I saw after I came here was not the Xia'er I knew from the beginning."

As for where the real Xia'er and Mrs. Qian went, probably only Boss Qian would know.

Tang Wanfeng didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only pat the back of Huamanlou's hand again, feeling helpless for his stupid way of comforting OJZ.

Huamanlou didn't mind, he said, "Don't think too much, Awan, go rest soon."

Tang Wanfeng pursed her lips: "Yes." She paused, and then said, "The real Xia'er and Madam Qian must be living well somewhere."

Huamanlou was stunned, and then he bent a warm smile. He nodded slightly and said, "I think so too."