Love in Xuancheng

Feng Xiaoyu's hand was clenched and loosened in the air, but he didn't have the courage to open it. Looking at Shen Xingyue, he took a deep breath and suddenly opened the dice cup, with five red dots facing up.

Shen Xingyue looked down at the window with a bad smile. Feng Xiaoyu looked reluctant, but they also leaned over. They just lay side by side by the window, staring at the bottom, chatting while waiting. There is a side lane behind the main street, so there are few pedestrians. If you are lucky, someone will pass by. If you are unlucky, you have to wait a little longer.

"Hey, hey, here we are." Shen Xingyue excitedly pointed at the bottom and patted Feng Xiaoyu on the shoulder. "Cousin Yu, look at you - willing to admit defeat in gambling!"

Feng Xiaoyu looked carefully in the direction she pointed out. At this glance, he immediately felt like dying. "Cousin, you are distressed. Can't your cousin go down? That's a beggar or an old beggar!"

Shen Xingyue motioned Luo Yu to take a wet handkerchief out and handed it to Feng Xiaoyu, "here, don't say that your cousin didn't take care of you!"

Feng Xiaoyu blinked, pitifully looked at Shen Xingyue with a pleading face, "do you really have the heart to live in nightmares for the second half of your cousin's life?"

"Do you want Luo Yu to come down and help you dress up the old beggar?" Shen Xingyue glanced at him and joked.

It's no use praying for softness and selling Meng Bo's sympathy. It seems that he can't escape. Feng Xiaoyu's heart jumped down, pinched the old beggar's jaw and wiped his face with a handkerchief.

How funny! That's fun! Seeing Shen Xingyue lying on the window, she giggled happily.

"What's the taste, cousin Yu?" Shen Xingyue leaned over and asked solemnly with her head tilted. Feng Xiaoyu, who was drinking muggy wine, looked depressed.

"Very good! Would you like to try it, cousin? Cousin will help you catch him?" Feng Xiaoyu glared at her and turned sideways.

"That's not necessary!" Shen Xingyue withdrew and sat back, "dare you bet?"

"Why not gamble? I don't believe you won't lose! Don't cry and beg your cousin to let you go! My cousin doesn't have a heart of stone like my cousin!" Feng Xiaoyu was worried. He firmly believed that gambling can't lose.

As a result, after three innings of gambling, Feng Xiaoyu still lost, and there was no need to wait under the window. Someone always happened to pass by, and all of them were old beggars! Or that kind of ugly and dirty old beggar!

"Cousin, are you all right?" Shen Xingyue asked with concern while helping Feng Xiaoyu clap his back with a smile.

"I almost spit out my intestines. Do you think I can?" Feng Xiaoyu complained bitterly.

"I think that's all for today. It's getting late. If you bet again, I'm afraid you'll give your life to me." Shen Xingyue helped Feng Xiaoyu sit down and handed him a cup of tea.

"Well, it's getting late." Feng Xiaoyu quickly answered.

Shen Xingyue smiled and turned to Sun Fu, "help your master back and have a rest!"

Sun Fu bowed and saluted, quickly stepped forward and hurried downstairs with Feng Xiaoyu.

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"Master, shall we go in or go back to the house?" Luo Chen asked softly.

"Return to the mansion!" Feng moye said and dodged away.

Luo Chen made a gesture to a beggar dressed up below and motioned him to let the beggars disperse. Then he flew up.