Doting on the Immortal: Princess Xiaoyao

Chapter 102 Head Card 2
"I hate masculinity the most, so I never bring men into the boudoir, but I never lack the smell of wine. Since I'm here, why hide?"

As soon as the woman's voice fell, a white figure flashed outside the window, and an old man with a white beard floated on the chair under the window with a flagon in his hand.

With Erlang's legs crossed, Master Fuyou narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him: "Lao Sa, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are beautiful again."

This woman is Ruozhirou's number one, also known as the number one beauty in Qinglong County - Sa Qiufeng.

Sa Qiufeng touched his face and smiled: "You are the only man in the world who dares to call me that."

Fuyou real person shakes the flagon: "Men in the world, I'm afraid they will envy me to death."

Sa Qiufeng raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and laughed.

Master Fuyou got up, walked to Sa Qiufeng, put his arms around her waist, and said softly, "Man in the world, which one do you have in mind?"

Being held in the arms of Master Fuyou, Sa Qiufeng quietly took out a jug of wine from somewhere and stuffed it into his hand, then turned around and avoided: "I don't have half a man in my heart."

Saying that, Sa Qiufeng sat down on the stool beside the round table and tidied up his clothes: "You're such an old man, you're old and messy, and you're always messy. Be careful that your life will be shortened."

Master Fuyou bit off the lid of the jug with his teeth, gulped down the fine wine, and then sighed: "Those who know me, Moruosa Qiufeng also! This wine is good. Leave me a big jar some other day. Take it home and drink slowly."

Hearing what Master Fuyou said, Sa Qiufeng shook his head: "You, be careful not to drown in the wine jar."

Fuyou Daoist poured all the remaining wine in the jug into his own wine gourd, then put the empty jug on the table, and said with a smile: "People live forever and drown in the wine jar with a beautiful woman in their arms. This life is not in vain.”

As he said that, Master Fuyou stretched out his hand and hooked Sa Qiufeng's chin, teasingly said, "What do you think?"

Sa Qiufeng laughed lightly, slapped Fuyou's dishonest hand off, and said, "Okay, then you have to find a big wine jar, otherwise it won't be able to hold you, an old bastard!"

A strange smell came in from the window, Sa Qiufeng frowned: "What smell?"

Fuyou turned around and saw a nearly burnt red butterfly flapping its wings outside the window, crumbling.

Walking quickly to the window, Master Fuyou stretched out his hand to catch it, but as soon as the butterfly fell into the hands of Master Fuyou, it turned into ashes and disappeared.

Master Fuyou held his palm, and a thought flashed through his mind.

"Really, the Shangxian is gone!"

It was Ji Yan's voice, and the red aura on this butterfly also belonged to Ji Yan.

When did this girl learn this trick? Although she is not good at it, it works.

Sa Qiufeng looked at the back of Master Fuyou standing motionless in front of the window, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Master Fuyou let go of his palm, turned around and smiled: "I should go."

Sa Qiufeng was taken aback: "So fast?"

Master Fuyou sneered: "Can't bear to part with me? Why don't you marry me?"

Sa Qiufeng turned his head and snorted, and said, "I don't have such a good life, how dare I enjoy it to myself. If you want to go, just go, don't talk so much nonsense, I will have guests here soon."

Looking at Sa Qiufeng's charming side face, Master Fuyou stroked his beard and said, "Farewell."

(End of this chapter)