Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

Qi Yan did not respond to this statement.

She felt that this feeling was wonderful, very wonderful, and indescribable. It seemed like it was the first time someone had said this to her.

Frank and enthusiastic.

Every sentence and every syllable can make people feel his deep emotions, like a glowing warm source, as if he is afraid that you will not notice his existence.

It is emitting heat every moment, every minute and every second.

Qi Yan felt a little hot in her heart. She was at a loss as to what to do, so she hung up the video in a hurry without saying goodbye to the other party.

"Miss, you see..."

Feng Qiaoxi, who opened the tent door and came in, suddenly stopped talking.

How to describe the scene before his eyes? Shocking, Feng Qiaoxi was shocked.

The young master, whose expression hardly changed throughout the year, took off one of the leather gloves that showed the knuckles and half covered his face with it. The exposed fair skin all the way to his neck and ears was red.

Like having a high fever.

Feng Qiaoxi really wanted to take out her cell phone to take a secret photo and post it on social media, which would definitely shock everyone in Qishan.

While she was struggling with this, Qi Yan had already put down her hand. Only a trace of red remained on her indifferent cheeks. Her heartbeat gradually calmed down, and she pursed her slightly dry lips and spoke.

"What are you here for?"

"Oh," Feng Qiaoxi quickly put back the half-pulled phone and pointed at the hawk on the cabinet, "I'm here to look for Xiao Yi."

After that, she whistled, and the eagle flapped its wings and flew to her forearm.

"Ouch, Xiaoyi, you're sinking again." Feng Qiaoxi grinned, "I can hardly lift it anymore."

The heat on Qi Yan's face completely dissipated, she poured herself a glass of water, her voice indifferent.

"I told you long ago that you should change the name. Do you dare to call it that in front of Aunt Feng?"

"This is the name my dad gave me," Feng Qiaoxi stroked its feathers, "How dare I change it?"

Qi Yan shook his head and was about to take a sip of the water in the cup.

After a burst of puffing sounds.

Her shoulders sank, and the bird that had just been blocking Qiao Xi's arm came over again.

Qi Yan stared at its straight brown eagle eyes, silently handed it the cup of water, watched it peck at the water and drink it, and said helplessly: "Why are you so clingy to me?"

This eagle used to come to deliver letters often. It didn't stick to its owner, but fell in love with Qi Yan.

After delivering the letter, I would come to see her and sometimes even follow her up the mountain.

"perhaps……"

Feng Qiaoxi folded his arms and looked at the scene.

Obviously, he was a straightforward, cold and decisive person, but he raised the cup of water to feed the rude eagle on her shoulder very naturally, with a natural look in his eyes.

Feng Qiaoxi curled her lips and smiled, "It's because animals like gentle people."

She crossed her legs and sat opposite Qi Yan's desk, sighing with her face tilted to her side.

"Tell me, after having seen someone like Miss, how can we still like others?"

Otherwise, there is a good saying down the mountain.

When you are young, you cannot meet people who are too amazing, otherwise everyone else will seem a little bit inferior.

Feng Qiaoxi has this feeling now, and all her peers have this feeling.

no way.

Their young master was so charming, his charisma even stronger than her strength.

"There are many people who are better than me." Qi Yan said calmly.

"You are too modest, Miss." Feng Qiaoxi looked at her with a smile, "You are unique in the world."

Qi Yan didn't say yes or no, and drove the falcon back to Feng Qiaoxi's shoulder.

Before leaving, he called her and put the washed cup in Feng Qiaoxi's hand: "Don't let it come over again."

"What's wrong?" Feng Qiaoxi held up the enamel cup, "Did Xiao Yiren make Miss unhappy? Apologize to Miss quickly."

Qi Yan glanced at her 'rebellious' smile and threw down a few words before turning around.

“My family doesn’t like it.”

"..."

Feng Qiaoxi was stunned for a long time, almost thinking that he had heard it wrong. He tilted his head and looked at Ying in a daze, and sighed, "She is really perfect."

Even the partner is so perfect.

"However," Feng Qiaoxi shook the cup with her fingertips, "it seems that the husband in this family is a jealous person."

Even the birds are jealous.

Tsk tsk, there are some plays to watch.

Feng Qiaoxi went to the main tent to deliver the bird.

Only now did Feng Yiren have time to reply to Qiao Huaizhou.

She scanned the densely packed letters in the small bamboo tube and wrote her reply on the back.

It only takes a few seconds to put pen to paper.

Two big "read"s are displayed powerfully on the paper.

Feng Qiaoxi, who was sitting on the side, saw it all and couldn't help but say, "You two really have time to spare. What era is this? You're still sending letters by flying eagle."

Feng Yiren: "Some things are not suitable to be said online."

"What do you mean?" Feng Qiaoxi turned around and looked.

"..."

Just one sentence, and nothing more.

Feng Qiaoxi was obviously used to it. He leaned lazily on the sofa with his hands on the back of his head, swinging his long legs which were too straight.

Feng Yiren usually speaks little and is very serious with her daughter.

Her family is a typical one with a strict mother and a kind father.

Feng Yiren stuffed the note back into the bamboo tube and planned to tie it to the eagle's leg tomorrow. She raised her head and frowned when she saw her good-for-nothing daughter's lazy look.

Feng Yiren was too busy today to waste time talking to her, so she said, "Go back to your own tent and stop getting in my way."

Feng Qiaoxi turned over without any pain and looked at her solemn mother with sparkling eyes.

"Good mother, let's talk about the traitor again."

"This is not something you should be concerned about," Feng Yiren's single eye was extremely sharp, "Just do your own job. This is Qishan. There are people in the front to support us. You are not needed."

"..."

There is no doubt that Feng Qiaoxi was kicked out.

The reason is that you are already in your twenties, so stop calling yourself "Mom" all the time, it's like you're still breastfeeding.

She looked up at the moon at thirty-six degrees, missing her gentle and loving father.

Then, Feng Qiaoxi immediately took out her cell phone and complained to her father.

Inside the tent.

Feng Yiren was flipping through another sealed document, her expression gradually becoming solemn.

This is a big deal...

Her rough fingers tapped the table unconsciously. She picked up the dedicated phone on the other side and was about to dial the first number when the cell phone next to her rang.

At this time, not many people contacted her private phone, so she knew who it was without even looking.

I'm afraid that girl will go to her father again to add fuel to the fire.

When I fished it out and took a look, it was indeed Qiao Huaizhou.

She flipped through the documents and answered, "Go ahead."

Unlike her harsh words, the gentle male voice on the other side of the microphone was soft: "Qiao Xi said you bullied her."

Feng Yiren sneered, "Asking her to run ten kilometers is still too little."

"It's late, don't let her get away."

"Okay." Feng Yiren agreed quickly.

Before Qiao Huaizhou could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a hoarse female voice saying, "Let her run thirty tomorrow morning."

Qiao Huaizhou: “…”

Baby Xixi, daddy can only help you up to this point.

At least I don't have to run at night.

At this time, Feng Qiaoxi, who was waiting for her father to plead for mercy, squatted on the side of the road, sneezed and rubbed her arms.

The nights in the mountains are cold.

"It's good for the child to exercise more," Qiao Huaizhou immediately changed his position, "Let her go to bed early and get up early to run tomorrow."

"Okay," Feng Yiren agreed, "hang up."

"Hey, wait," Qiao Huaizhou hurriedly stopped her, "I haven't finished talking yet, don't hang up yet."

"explain."

Another word.