Hot Charm Master: Fourth Miss Wastewood

Chapter 622 It’s Just a Joke [1]

"I need your help tomorrow."

After slowly finishing these words, Murong Si frowned slightly, and turned his eyes away, and his eyes fell on the bright moon hanging high in the sky. The corners of his mouth were raised, evoking a gentle smile.

Feng Yang's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly, and then realized that after drinking the wine in his hand, he looked up at Murong Si, and the smile on his face just now turned into a serious face.

"Is it because of her?"

Feng Yang was already smart, and when Murong Si came looking for him tonight, he knew what was going on.

He just couldn't believe it when he heard it with his own ears.

Murong Si didn't speak, the smile on the corner of Feng Yang's mouth deepened, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "You said, as long as I can do it, I will do it."

"You just have to be on her side."

Feng Yang froze for a moment, but frowned tightly, "Are you sure?"

"Tomorrow you don't know what day it is. Besides, that person will still appear in Bai's house. If I stand by her side, I will be known by that person. In this case, what you did before Isn't the effort all in vain?"

"fine."

"But, Senior Brother Jun..."

A bit of uneasiness flashed across Feng Yang's face, looking at Murong Si, his face was full of worry, and originally wanted to refute, but when he saw his firm face, Feng Yang was slightly stunned, and fell silent.

After a while, he asked slowly, "Are you sure?"

"Ah."

Murong Si nodded without any hesitation.

"it is good."

Feng Yang also nodded, all the worry in his eyes disappeared, and turned into a calm smile, "Since you are sure, then naturally I won't say anything more."

"Senior brother Jun, no matter what you do, I will stand by your side."

Even if it was against that person.

"Thank you."

After saying thank you, Murong Si's figure disappeared before his eyes, leaving only Feng Yang sitting on the eaves, with two jars of wine and two empty glasses in front of him.

He threw the glass aside, then picked up the wine jar, raised his head and drank.

It seems that after tomorrow, life will not be very comfortable, but so what.

It would be nice to be able to help him.

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The next day.

It was already noon when Su Xiaoyan woke up.

Looking at the sky outside, she opened her eyes with disbelief on her face.

She went to bed very early last night, besides, she didn't sleep deeply, why did she sleep until noon, and why didn't Qing Feng and Feng Jiu come to wake her up!
Thinking of this, a bad feeling flashed in Su Xiaoyan's heart.

She hurriedly got out of bed, walked to the next room, knocked on the door, but no one answered, the uneasiness in her heart deepened, Su Xiaoyan kicked the door open, and there was no one inside.

She walked to the bed, touched the bed with her hand, and the cold touch spread into her palm.

In other words, Qingfeng got up very early, otherwise, his bed would not be so cold.

She thought for a while, then walked to the door of Feng Jiu's room, this time, she didn't even bother to knock on the door, and just pushed it open.

It's not that there is no one inside, the little fat boy is lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, there are still the little fat boy's favorite food and a bowl of porridge on the table, but the porridge is already cold.

Sensing Su Xiaoyan's arrival, the little fat boy opened his eyes and stared at her in a daze.

"Huang Huang, where's Grandma Feng Jiu?"

(End of this chapter)