Reborn as a thief and a husband

, even the eyeballs are about to fall off.

"That's sugar?!"

"Yeah! Wow, it's so beautiful, I want him to make me a phoenix too!"

"Yes, yes, but I want him to be a mandarin duck, hehe..."

A few spring-hearted little girls discussed enthusiastically, but from Nan Feng's point of view, they were all meant to be eaten in the end, so what shape did they make?

Next, he waited carelessly while watching all kinds of delicate or enchanting beauties.

Before he knew it, he was pushed to the front row, and a large long table came into view, together with the people who were using spoons as pens and syrup as ink.

The man was painting with his head down. What he painted was a flower in full bloom, with layers of petals, thin stamens, and smooth strokes. In just a few blinks, the flowers jumped out of the paper. Afterwards, the man picked up the dagger beside him, He separated the flowers from the paper, handed them to an eight or nine-year-old girl standing beside him, and said with a smile, "Your."

"Thank you!" The little girl smiled sweetly, and was about to hand him the copper coin, but was pushed back: "Uncle gave it to you, take it and eat it."

Looking at the handsome smiling face with curved brows and eyes, the little girl was stunned for a while, hummed lightly, then turned and ran away blushing.

The all-too-familiar voice made Nanfeng's heart skip a beat, and he secretly cried out that it was not good.

He wanted to turn around and run away, but there were people behind him, so he couldn't just reach out and push these delicate and expensive ladies rudely!Especially, the next second, the man looked up at him, his black phoenix eyes were full of smiles, and he asked softly: "This guest officer, what kind of sugar painting do you want?"

"Er... I, I'm just here to join in the fun..." He is so grown up that he eats sweets, he will laugh to death!

"Oh?" The man raised his eyebrows, and sharpened his eyes like a deep pool, but his tone was still leisurely, "In my opinion-this guest officer is here to see a beautiful girl, right? Why, just now I met with the girls Is it fun to chat? This girl was recruited by me, it's not kind of a guest officer to do this..."

He shook his head and sighed, as if it was just a rhetoric to lure customers to buy candy, but in Nanfeng's ears, it was like a sword hidden in a smile.

"That's right, brother, let's buy one, it's not expensive anyway!"

"I've been standing here for so long, let's buy one anyway!" The girls around all spoke for the stall owner. Nanfeng couldn't help but scratched his hair, waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I can't buy it, just... Just draw me a big tiger!"

[187] The fragility only shown to you

"Okay, wait a moment, guest officer."

He scooped up half a spoonful of syrup, rolled up his sleeves and bowed his head, and seriously drew on the paper.

Nan Feng tilted his head to look for a while, and had to nod to admit that this man had enough capital to seduce people.

The hand that holds the sword all year round is covered with calluses, with distinct joints, slender and powerful.

When doing this kind of painting with sugar, there is no sense of disobedience, on the contrary, there is a trace of tenderness in the iron bones.

The gentleness like water between bowing the head and turning the eyes, the elegant and unrestrained in the strokes, the black hair scattered on the shoulders, the wide cuffs fluttering in the wind, the honey-colored skin half covered by the collar of the snow-white inner shirt, and the straight waist. , Shrewd and tough guy temperament...all of them are heart-wrenching.

Nan Feng became more and more confused.

Such a person, a person of peerless beauty, a person with a lot of money, a person who wants wind and rain, why does he only fancy himself?

He really didn't understand how he could fascinate people, especially this person was not inferior to him.

If he is also a man, if he looks at himself from the perspective of a man...

Fuck!Is there a man in this world who is more handsome, better, and kinder than Nan Feng?

The answer is of course - no.

Forget it, he was too lazy to bother others, he never doubted this person's sincerity at the beginning, and now he will not doubt it either.

For the time being, let’s take a step and watch.

"The painting is finished!" Just as he was wandering in the sky, a thing that was crystal clear under the sunlight swayed in front of his eyes.

"Hmm... huh?" He came back to his senses and took a closer look, isn't this...

"Isn't this a mouse! What I want is a tiger, a big mouse! Ah, bah, bah, it's a big tiger!"

"Really, just now I clearly heard you talking about mice, and the girls said, isn't it—"

"Yeah, I also heard about mice."

"It's a mouse, young master, did you remember wrongly?"

"..." Nanfeng was speechless, outnumbered, so he could only take the lifelike big mouse in resentment, untied the money bag with a pout and asked, "How much?"

"Thanks for your patronage, 100 taels."

"Pfft! Why don't you go grab it!" Didn't you just chat with the beauty for a while, as for messing with yourself like this, cheapskate!

"It's too expensive? Then don't buy it, I've done everything, the guest officer doesn't want to renege on his debt!"

He fastened the purse, and stretched out the big mouse in front of his eyes: "Here, I haven't eaten a bite yet, so please return it to you, the head office will do it!"

"Once the items in this stall are sold, they will not be returned," the man stood up while leaning on the edge of the table, suddenly grabbed his hand, and pulled him in front of him, his warm smiling eyes instantly became wild and fiery , as if he was going to eat him raw in the street, "Is it because the guest officer can't pay the money and wants to renege on his debt?"

"I..." He swallowed, and honestly handed over the old man: "I brought ten taels of silver with me when I went out this morning..."

"That's okay, I can follow you to get it at home, how about it?"

"As, as you..." Anyway, even the ten taels are not his, and the thick stack of banknotes he was carrying was confiscated by the black-hearted stall owner long ago.

"Okay, gentlemen, I'm sorry, I'm going to close the stall to collect the bill. Welcome to visit again next time!" He cupped his hands at the girls who had already looked dumbfounded, and then he didn't want the stall anymore. Walk.

Nan Feng felt guilty and wanted to withdraw his tightly held hand, but after trying a few times to no avail, he could only let him go.

Not far away, Lu Ziye dragged him into a restaurant, ordered a table to eat, ordered a jug of old wine, poured him a glass too.

Nan Feng lowered his head, looking at the clear liquid exuding a strong aroma of wine in the wine cup, he was speechless for a while.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" It was noon, and the lobby was noisy, but he was the first to recognize who the deep and pleasant voice came from.

He looked up and saw that the other party was pouring down the wine one cup after another, knowing that he must be unhappy at the moment, but he couldn't guess why he was unhappy.

Are you still jealous?No way, when did he become so jealous?

After thinking about it, Nanfeng murmured, "It's my fault, I shouldn't tease pretty girls."

"Heh..." After hearing this, Lu Ziye laughed out loud, but the laughter was so bitter, he simply pushed away the wine cup, picked up the wine pot and poured it with his head up!

The sound of swallowing was endless, and the clear wine that was too late to swallow trickled down the corner of his mouth, soaking his clothes and neck, and his honey-colored skin glowed with a seductive luster. He quickly picked up his own wine cup and drank it in two gulps.

For a meal, except for Nanfeng who took care of most of the food, Lu Ziye didn't take a sip. He drank all the alcohol, one pot after another, his entire front was wet.

Hearing that wine can relieve sorrow, Nan Feng didn't persuade him, and let him drink it. What's amazing is that this man drank so much, and when he paid the bill, his expression remained unchanged, his speech was clear, and his mind was clear, which made him smack his tongue.

After stepping out of the restaurant, Lu Ziye grabbed him and said in an orderly tone, "Carry me on your back."

"What?" Ask him to carry a 1.5-meter one and a 1.8-meter one?He heard right!

"I'm dizzy." Lu Ziye rubbed his temples, his eyebrows frowned, it seemed that he wasn't lying.

"Okay, then help me hold the big mouse."

He stuffed the sugar mouse into the opponent's hand, walked up to him and squatted down, turned around and urged: "Come up!"

Lu Ziye obediently crawled on his back, resting his head on his thin shoulders, his irritable and depressed heart seemed to have suddenly found a harbor where he could dock, and he calmed down for a moment.

Standing up with difficulty, Nan Feng weighed the person on his body, and was surprised to find that this guy was not as dead and heavy as he had imagined. He looked quite tall, but in fact... he was quite thin.

He breathed a sigh of relief, held the two legs of the man on his back tightly, and then took a step forward, walking forward slowly and steadily.

"Why don't you throw it away?" Lu Ziye asked him sullenly, shaking the big mouse in his hand.

"Why throw it away? You made this with your own hands. Even if you don't eat it, I'll keep it." He answered it as a matter of course, but he didn't know that the person on his back was distracted for a long time because of his words.

"Why are you so kind to me..." Before he left his consciousness, he murmured to himself, the arms around Nanfeng's neck were tightened, and his chest was pressed against his back, and his face was buried in his Side neck, sniffing the unique fragrance of his body, and fell asleep contentedly.

Hearing that his eldest son was "carried back" by someone, Cao Yehui immediately frowned, and a gust of wind blew into the room. Before Nanfeng could clearly see who was coming, he hurriedly recruited someone to invite the doctor.

"Boss, what's the matter? What are you doing out there? Have you been attacked? Oh, Nan Xiaofeng, don't be in a daze, you're talking!"

He circled around in front of the bed, like an ant on a hot pot, Nanfeng saw it was him, yawned leisurely, stretched his sore arms and legs, and sat down at the table to drink tea.

"Hey, Nan Xiaofeng, I'm asking you something! What's wrong with our boss?"

"The soul is exhausted."

"what?"

[188] Eat dry and wipe clean

"Oh, he's all right, just