I Am Really Not a Man!

Tang Wanfeng's heart was stirred up by the sudden thunder refutation. Under the smile of Huamanlou, the army was defeated and defeated. The whole person was silly, and he raised his paw and waved, stammering. Said: "Morning, good morning."

Huamanlou couldn't help but laugh at her words. Looking at her reaction, Tang Wanfeng probably didn't forget the things of last night like the previous drunkenness. He still had some impressions in his mind. Thinking of this, Huamanlou smiled brighter.

Everything happened too suddenly last night, and then Lu Xiaofeng came in to spoil the situation, which caused Tang Wanfeng to talk to himself for a long time, and Huamanlou did not respond with a word. After returning to the room, Huamanlou was very upset.

Because he found that his feelings for Tang Wanfeng were far deeper than his previous acquaintances.

He likes Tang Wanfeng. This is the result of his sleepless thinking.

However, Tang Wanfeng's words last night made him have to care. "I like what you like is not pure at all..." What... what does it mean? He wanted to ask Tang Wanfeng himself, but he was afraid that she would fight him around. With Huamanlou's understanding of Tang Wanfeng, it is absolutely possible for her to do such a thing.

So, let’s have a long time to come, let’s take some time to figure it out. Huamanlou sighed slightly.

— Huamanlou, you obviously underestimated your beauty, Tang Wanfeng just watched you stay, okay?

Tang Wanfeng had already adjusted his state at this time, and after secretly rubbing contempt for the **** he had just missed for a long time, he walked towards Huamanlou very normally, and by the way, he put a **** to his own Huulei refutation—anyway. No one sees it early in the morning now.

Su Leibei was despised by his master, and he sprayed his nose very sadly. Huamanlou didn't check it for a while, and he was sprayed embarrassed.

Tang Wanfeng first hugged his stomach and laughed. After seeing Huamanlou's wry smile, he held back his smile, took out a clean kerchief and handed it over, then raised his hand and patted the furious horse. Face, feintly reprimanded: "It's a bit polite!"

Su Leibei was even more aggrieved, and pitifully retracted his head, playing the role of less depression...horse.

Hua Manlou shook his head helplessly while wiping her face with her kerchief.

Tang Wanfeng touched the mask in a jealousy, and broke the subject with a dry laugh: "You got up early in the flowered building."

Huamanlou folded the handkerchief and put it in her arms: "It's not early, I didn't sleep all night last night. I ordered someone to wash this handkerchief and return it to you."

Tang Wanfeng said, "Why don't you return a handkerchief." She made more than ten or twenty of this kind of thing every minute. The girl did not sew ninety grades. She was more concerned about another point, "I haven't slept all night? You have insomnia?" She began to look at whether there were any sleep aids in the ninety-level medical skills... and it turned out, no.

Huamanlou said earnestly: "No, there is something in my heart that makes it difficult to sleep."

"..." Boy, where is the fundamental difference between this and insomnia? It is rare for Tang Wanfeng to be embarrassed by Huamanlou, but she didn't care about it either. What she cares more about is whether she did anything last night! When she woke up, she only remembered a few moments, but those moments were enough to scare her for a long time!

"Um, Huamanlou..." Tang Wanfeng was tangled for a long time and prepared to speak, and then he was curious about what his owner was doing for a long time, ignoring her loneliness, and then Hu Lei Pei snorted with a loud nose.

"..." Tang Wanfeng was very glad that he was wearing a mask, but even that was disgusting, okay? She directly pulled out the peacock feathers from behind, and shouted at Su Leibei: "Don't run if you have the courage!"

Hu Leibe took the opportunity to spray her face again, and then sprinkled Huan'er around behind the Huamanlou-its rein was still long enough.

So Huamanlou became very innocent and became the blocker between one man and one horse. He was a little helpless.

When the serious groom in Taohuabao got up to work, he saw his seventh son and Tang Shaoxia, who is said to be a distinguished guest, playing with an eagle and a chicken with a horse.

The groom felt that his worldview was a bit subverted.

"Seven Masters...Tang Daxia...you..." The groom wondered if he saw something that he shouldn't see OJZ.

Tang Wanfeng stiffened, and hurriedly tucked the peacock feathers back behind her back, and said with a dry smile: "Well, I just came to see my horse." After she said that, she burst into tears in her heart. Who would believe this!

But Huamanlou was very calm, shook his folding fan and said, "Aliang, there is a shortage of horse grass at night, so remember to add more in the future."

Groom Aliang stunned and nodded, then watched his young master and Tang Wanfeng go away together, until no one could be seen from behind did he react: Master, you came this early to see if the horse has night. grass?

Peach Blossom Fort is very big. Tang Wanfeng hadn't been strolling around in the previous two days because of the iron shoe thief. I got up early and had time today, and spent the whole building simply taking her around.

The east half in the morning, the west half in the afternoon, barely finished shopping in one day.

Tang Wanfeng kept shaking his sore feet under the table at the dinner party, despising this local tyrant-Jian is so big and dying? Can't finish it again!

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou, who were sitting by her side, didn't understand Tang Wanfeng's grass-roots hatred of wealth. They made hundreds of speculations about her abnormal behavior in their hearts, but they didn't ask any questions.

After drinking and eating, Hua Ruling said, "Tonight is the Menghe Lantern Festival, Lou'er, you might as well take Lu Xiaofeng and Tang Wanfeng to see it." As for Jin Jiuling, she had already pressed iron shoes and the Peacock Princess. Go back to Beijing to surrender.

"Menghe Lantern Festival?" Tang Wanfeng turned his head when he heard the words and looked at Huamanlou with bright eyes.

Huamanlou felt the scorching gazes of the people around him, and couldn't help but smile, and said, "Meng He puts on the light tonight, are you interested in going to see it?"

Tang Wanfeng nodded in excitement. Halfway through the nod, she was stunned: She can see the lively lantern festival, but can you see Huamanlou? She glanced at the gentle smiling face that was all over the building, frowned and started thinking about whether or not to go.

Lu Xiaofeng is not stupid, he naturally saw Tang Wanfeng’s entanglement—in fact, this entanglement had been a few years before he first met Huamanlou. Later, he discovered that Huamanlou didn’t feel that his blindness was worth it. Sympathy.

He is longing for the light, there is no doubt about this, but he also does not want others to sympathize with him because of his blindness, because he can do more than many normal people are better. The strong do not need sympathy, and Huamanlou is undoubtedly the strong one among the strong.

So Lu Xiaofeng smiled lazily, raised his glass and drank it out: "Don't think so much, just go if you want, you don't have to worry about it."

Although Huamanlou didn't know anything, he guessed it by looking at Lu Xiaofeng's reaction. He smiled and said, "A night, don't care about me, I have my own entertainment."

Tang Wanfeng took a closer look at Huamanlou's expression again and nodded happily after making sure that he was not unhappy: "I haven't seen the lantern show yet! Huamanlou, please!"

Huamanlou smiled and nodded, with unconditional indulgence.