This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

Rong Xuehuai's note was just a few general instructions, after all, he had already explained everything to Wen Zhe before he left.

Needless to say, the self-defense weapon he left for Wen Zhe, if Wen Zhe wanted to leave the Yingri area to transfer Rong Xuehuai, he would not interfere.According to his explanation, Ying Riyu could almost make Wen Zhe walk sideways, so under such conditions, Wen Zhe was a little concerned about the only place he couldn't go.

Rong Xuehuai told Wen Zhe that Xiao Tiefeng was the torture hall, and he didn't want Wen Zhe to go there.

Of course Wen Zhe would not do something that Rong Xuehuai didn't like, but after getting this explanation, he couldn't help being a little curious about Xiao Tiefeng.Usually when wandering in the mountains, I would take a few more glances, and found that those monsters who had opened their intelligence also kept them at a respectful distance.

It must be that Rong Xuehuai also warned them back then.

Wen Zhe touched Dianmo's head resting on his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the little guy with gradually growing feathers was released.

Dian Mo flew out for a while, made a clear cry, flew back and circled around Wen Zhe's head twice, swooped down and pecked Wen Zhe's shoulder affectionately.It repeated this action back and forth several times, as if enjoying the game.

Wen Zhe turned his head and rubbed its smooth feathered head: "Dian Mo, I'm going to pick him up when Xuehuai comes back today, so don't make trouble with me."

The word "Xuehuai" was like a magical spell, which made the little bird jump a few times reluctantly, and stood still on Wen Zhe's shoulder.Seeing that Wen Zhe was about to reach out to rub its head again, he scratched Wen Zhe's shoulder with his milky yellow paws in dissatisfaction.

Due to his innate spiritual consciousness, Wen Zhe could faintly feel the emotions of some ink.

——If you want to see him, if you want to see him, hurry up.

Sensing such a message, Wen Zhe couldn't help but curl his lips into a slight smile.

Xuehuai, when you left, the entire Yingri Region and I missed you so much.

After walking two steps, the weight on the shoulders became more and more clear, Wen Zhe couldn't help but said: "Dian Mo, yesterday I went to the West Peak for a walk, and I met your parents. People yearn for it.”

Dian Mo raised his head, and chirped twice very proudly.

Wen Zhe suppressed a smile, prepared to rub the soles of his feet with oil in advance, coughed twice, and said in a very serious tone: "But forgive me for my poor eyesight, a little ink, your father seems to be not as smooth as you, so... Fat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved his shoulder and threw some ink into the air.The fledgling Bi Luopeng was thrown like this, his black bean-like eyes were full of bewilderment, the down feathers on his body exploded, and he patted his shoulder in mid-air in a daze.

But when it realized what Wen Zhe said, it screamed angrily, and desperately flapped its wings to chase Wen Zhe in front. Its emotions were so resentful that Wen Zhe ran several hundred meters away. can still be clearly received.

——Mr. Hua said it all, I am just baby fat!Baby fat!

Wen Zhe laughed and ran around in the mountains, determined not to pierce the window paper that Mr. Hua used to mend some ink.

And not far away, Rong Xuehuai took off the bamboo hat on his head, smiled and watched his partner with flushed cheeks, bright eyes, and black hair fluttering in the wind rushing from a distance, and plunged into his arms inside.

So no matter how many boring and annoying things you encounter outside, family will always be the warmest harbor.

Rong Xuehuai stretched out her hand and hugged Wen Zhe who threw herself on him.

And where there are people he loves, it is home.

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"Mr. Yu Jin will be coming tomorrow." After expressing his heartfelt love to Wen Zhe as usual, when Rong Xuehuai and Wen Zhe were walking hand in hand on the way back to Yuzhi Peak, he mentioned it lightly.

"Mr. Yujinhua?" Wen Zhe blinked, thinking about it a lot, and the final conclusion made him a little ashamed: "I don't seem to have any impression of him."

Of course it's not the impression after meeting, but among the twelve flower monarchs, he has almost never heard Rong Xuehuai mention this person.This is of course rare, because when explaining various matters to him, even Rong Xuehuai himself was dragged out to set an example.

And this Mr. Yujinhua... Wen Zhe really didn't tell Rong Xuehuai, nor did he hear any news about him when he was out training.

"After all, it hasn't been long since he took over this position. Among the 12 of us, he is only a little more senior and younger than Mudan, so you probably don't know much." Rong Xuehuai curled his arm. Wrapping Wen Zhe's arm, the other hand is behind his back: "His name is Hua Haofeng, he lived with me for a while before..."

Just when Rong Xuehuai was halfway through her words, she felt the strength on her arm tighten.He turned his head to look, but Wen Zhe showed a pensive expression, and even took a step behind because of this.

"Qingqing?"

"You mentioned his tone, it seems a little rusty?" Wen Zhe has also figured out a lot of things that he didn't know before these days. For example, if it is not for Huajun who has a particularly good relationship with Rong Xuehuai, he is generally reluctant to come to Yingying Riyu visits.

But since this Mr. Yujinhua once borrowed Yingriyu, how could he be so...transparent, both in Rong Xuehuai's mouth and in the outside world's reviews?

"The competition in Yujingu's generation is more brutal. Haofeng was recommended by Haitang back then. He wanted to avoid the limelight with me, and he also wanted to seek refuge. I recovered well at that time, and treated him like a younger brother. We can still get along with each other.”

"He has also always respected me very much. We have always been polite enough to each other, but I am a little dissatisfied with his temperament... Back then, he took in a half-demon, and I didn't like his handling of that matter very much. style."

Rong Xuehuai didn't seem to want to say more about this matter, but just briefly said: "Tomorrow I will host a banquet for him, Qingqing, you just need to attend with me. You are my Taoist companion, they will know sooner or later. "

"Then should I put away my ears and tail?" Wen Zhe hesitated: "In front of people who are on the same level as you, it doesn't matter whether I hide my half-demon status or not."

"Choose the most comfortable way for you." Rong Xuehuai smiled: "I never thought of covering up your half-demon identity, but the cooperation with the demon clan has not yet been decided, so it is not widely known. You On the day of my grand wedding, I naturally wanted you to make a public appearance as a half-demon...Qingqing, why would I want you to cover up and hide?"

Wen Zhe rolled his eyes, and he pulled out Rong Xuehuai's arm and pressed it on the other's shoulder. With his strength, he stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of the other's lips lightly: "Thank you, Xuehuai."

Thank you for everything you have done for me, thank you for all the love and respect you have shown me.

In the afternoon of this day, some disciples of Furongxie stationed in Yingri Region, which is rarely visited by people, to prepare for tomorrow's banquet.

Wen Zhe, who saw everything in his eyes, also roughly understood the relationship between that Yujinhua Jun and Rong Xuehuai: more than polite, not enough close.Whether it was Mr. Begonia, Mr. Hanmei, or Mr. Azalea, Rong Xuehuai did not deliberately throw a banquet to receive them, but it was this kind of "not special reception" that was a kind and natural expression.

At the banquet on the second day, Wen Zhe met the sixth Huajun he had seen in his lifetime.

Wen Zhe sat on Rong Xuehuai's side, and together with Xuehuai occupied the master's land.The young man with handsome features and dignified appearance was sitting in the guest seat. I don't know if it was an illusion of tenderness, Hua Haofeng's eyes seemed to have a little bit of haze.

When Rong Xuehuai introduced Wen Zhe to the other party: "This is the beloved Taoist couple I want to spend the rest of my life with, Wen Zhe." When Hua Haofeng glanced over Wen Zhe with lukewarm eyes, he said politely: "Mr. Wen's reputation is well-deserved. Brother Rong's preferences are still the same as before."

After Hua Haofeng's finale finished, Wen Zhe felt a coolness on Rong Xuehuai's face beside him.

With such a not-so-good and intimate opening, the atmosphere of the banquet seemed awkward and stiff.

Naturally, a group of beautiful dancers will come forward to perform dances at the banquet to show the atmosphere of the guests enjoying themselves.But Hua Haofeng looked at the group of dancers thoughtfully, and slowly said: "I thought according to Brother Rong's preference, there might be a few half-demons among these dancers."

Rong Xuehuai frowned at his "only" quantifier, but Hua Haofeng said slowly: "But I guessed what Brother Rong was thinking arbitrarily, what Brother Rong said seems to appreciate half-demon youths more." Yes. If so, I should really congratulate Mr. Wen."

No matter how he heard these words, he was extremely yin and yang, and there was even more contempt towards Wen Zhe in his expression.Wen Zhe looked away in embarrassment, but saw Rong Xuehuai next to him put down his wine glass, and the bottom of the glass made a dull sound on the table.

"Wen Zhe is my Taoist companion, if you insult him, you will also insult me." Rong Xuehuai's face sank like water, and his tone was rare indifference: "Haofeng's insinuations are probably too much."

"How dare Xiaofeng insult Brother Rong's Taoist companion. This Young Master Wen is a decent half-demon from IKEA at first glance, so he is naturally different from those sluts who eat inside and outside." The young man also slowly put down the wine glass in his hand: "I'm not as lucky as Brother Rong to meet such a handsome and intelligent man."

Speaking of this, a strange look flashed across Hua Haofeng's face, as if he was dissatisfied with something.He sneered, and patted the storage bag next to him: "But Brother Rong is so sentimental to the point of being ruthless. With this Mr. Wen, I forgot the little Sulan back then. I don't know that Mr. Wen can be with Brother Rong How long will it be?"

Before the words finished, Hua Haofeng raised his hand, and in an instant, a naked half-demon with a pair of small antlers appeared in the lobby out of thin air.

Wen Zhe has excellent eyesight, even though the two of them were separated by a considerable distance, he could still see the shameful attire on the young man... The half-demon with deer blood had his hands tied behind his back tightly, and his mouth was smeared. One bite got stuck, and the front end seemed to be bound by something, and although it couldn't be seen from the back... But judging from the unusual flush on the boy's face, it seemed that something had been put there.

Just when Wen Zhe saw the young man clearly at a glance, Rong Xuehuai who was beside him had already made a fuss.Without a word of nonsense, Rong Xuehuai threw a piece of clothing over, and the cloak unfolded in mid-air, falling gracefully on the half-demon, covering it tightly from head to toe.

"You all go down." Rong Xuehuai instructed the girls serving in the house and the dancers.

After everyone bowed their heads and retreated like flowing water, Rong Xuehuai said indifferently: "Yu Jin, you don't seem to be here to drink today, but rather to provoke."

Hua Haofeng also laughed and stood up, and the words he said were inexplicably gnashing his teeth: "I don't dare to be provocative, I just want to compete with Brother Rong, and I would like to ask Brother Rong one thing by the way: I was in a good mood a few days ago. What kind of request did this bitch make, who knew that his request made me furious. Until today, this bitch has been tortured by me for three days, and he still gritted his teeth. Why don't you guess, brother Rong? what do you want."

Rong Xuehuai sneered coldly: "Don't be impatient, I know he wants to see me."

Mr. Yujinhua looked as if the blood vessels on his forehead were about to pop out, he laughed back angrily: "Yeah, Brother Rong, you and him have a tacit understanding, and I'm the only one who doesn't know anything about it. It's really a good job !"

"You really don't know anything." Rong Xuehuai seemed unwilling to talk to him anymore, and walked straight out of the lobby: "Qingqing, take Su Lan down to settle down, if possible, try to deal with those things on him .”

Hua Haofeng took a deep breath, and seemed to want to say something, but Rong Xuehuai turned her head and blocked her throat: "Don't gossip, just call out if you want to."