Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 295 Even more beautiful than him
"Is mine different from yours?"

Wen Yanya's clear eyebrows were filled with helplessness, and then he spoke slowly.

"Master Xiang has bitten, I want to taste it."

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows inadvertently, with a half-smile in his phoenix eyes, he slowly approached Wen Yanya's ear, and slowly raised the corners of his crimson lips.

"Cough cough."

Hearing the sound from inside, Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya couldn't help but look inside the inn.

I saw a few wine tables on the first floor of the inn, and the people sitting inside seemed to have not regained their composure at the moment, staring closely at the behavior of the two people at the door.

Fu Zhaoge saw that there were quite a lot of people inside, but he didn't feel embarrassed after that, he just looked at Wen Yanya in a blink of an eye, and laughed aloud, "Why don't we go outside?"

"it is good."

Wen Yanya nodded, and then the two walked together in the streets and alleys of Jiangdu. Looking at this most prosperous area, it can be compared with what the eldest sister of the imperial capital thought.

"This time around, it seems to be more lively than last time."

Fu Zhaoge saw that the man beside him had clear eyebrows and eyes, and his plain white jade shirt looked more and more like a banished fairy, and the daughter's family who happened to pass by saw this, and couldn't move his eyes away.

"is it?"

Wen Yanya said slowly, his gaze calmed down slightly, which contained a lot of meaning.

They also walked through this kind of bustling alleys before, but he was still in a wheelchair at that time, and now he can move freely, so he is indeed a little more at ease.

"Is this mask very similar to the one of the priest?"

Before Wen Yanya came back to his senses, Fu Zhaoge took Wen Yanya's sleeve and walked to a mask vendor. He couldn't help pointing at the blue-faced fangs mask while casually biting the candied haws, his phoenix eyes filled with a smile .

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fu Zhaoge uttered this, Wen Yanya's face darkened, and the meaning of his words was unclear.

"You have observed very carefully."

Fu Zhaoge looked at the mask quite engrossed, but didn't hear the deep meaning in it, just curled the corners of his lips lightly, then ran to the street vendor, and picked up the mask on his own.

"What kind of mask should I wear?"

Fu Zhaoge seemed to be still deliberating, then casually looked at these various masks, and casually raised his lips.

"Miss, did you buy it for yourself and your husband?"

Seeing Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya approaching his mask booth, the vendors at the side couldn't help laughing.

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly, then turned around and looked at Wen Yanya, the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised a curve, "En."

Afterwards, hearing Fu Zhaoge's answer, Wen Yanya's gloomy and handsome face just now subsided the chill, and returned to his usual indifference.

"Miss looks great wearing this mask. This mask is suitable for your husband."

It is also rare for a merchant to see such a young couple who are so well matched, and immediately said to Fu Zhaoge, and took out two brand new masks from the side.

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge couldn't help turning his eyes to the mask beside him, and then his eyes became more interesting, "These two masks are pretty good."

Afterwards, Fu Zhaoge took a half mask with a simple outline of a magnolia shape picked up by the vendor, and put it close to Wen Yanya's face.

"Don't make trouble."

Wen Yanya said helplessly, grabbing Fu Zhaoge's hand with one hand.

Although this mask looks exquisitely crafted, it feels more like something from my daughter's home.

"Ben... my husband looks better with this mask than the priest with that mask."

Fu Zhaoge then moved closer to Wen Yanya, his crimson lips approached Wen Yanya's ear, spraying hot air, and said slowly.

(End of this chapter)