Incoming Waste Wood: The Demon Pussy Lady of the Evil King

Chapter 236 The Day of the Seven Star Lotus Moon (5)

The impatience on Lan Yu's face became more and more obvious, his frowning showed that he was in a very bad mood at the moment, and he looked at Feng Qing on the bed.

"Take care of her."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash.

Feng Junrou was a little tired from walking. He had indeed exercised too much today, and his whole body was a little sore. When he was about to sit on the chair in the corridor next to him and rest for a while, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Brother Yu!" She ran straight to Lan Yu who was walking this way.

Lan Yu looked at her indifferently, "Why is Rou'er here?"

Feng Junrou looked at the corners of his eyebrows carefully, thinking of some charming pictures in her mind, she couldn't help but blush.

"Brother Yu, I want you to accompany me to see a painting. It will be my father's birthday in a few days. I want to give him a calligraphy and painting. Unfortunately, I don't understand it very well, so I want Brother Yu to accompany me. Choose." Feng Junrou leaned close to him, but his movements were well-behaved.

Lan Yu wanted to refuse at first, but then thought of something and nodded lightly.

There was excitement in Feng Junrou's eyes, and she unconsciously moved closer to Lan Yu, reaching out to hug his arm, "Brother Yu is the best."

Feeling the softness of the arm, Lan Yu frowned tightly, and calmly took his arm back.

Seeing the displeasure on his face, Feng Jun pouts her lips softly, I don't believe it, when the time comes, you can still control yourself like this, although it's only been practiced for a long time, maybe it's because she was always so swaying in her bones, so now Having achieved an unexpected result, she is confident that she will be able to make brother Yu bow down under her skirt.

She is no longer that ignorant, young girl. She will definitely serve his elder brother Yu comfortably, and she will never want to leave her for the rest of her life.

Looking up at Lan Yu who was walking in front of her, her tall figure was in full bloom, her heart was beating violently all the time.

Soon the two came to the calligraphy and painting shop that Feng Junrou mentioned.

"Brother Yu, look, this is the most famous calligraphy and painting shop in our city." Feng Jun smiled tenderly.

Lan Yu frowned and looked at it, "Why haven't I seen it before?"

The smile on Feng Junrou's face suddenly froze, and her eyes flickered slightly, "Brother Yu, I've been busy all day, how could I know, and this store is newly opened recently."

Lan Yu looked at those calligraphy and paintings, and nodded.

Feng Junrou exhaled softly, and almost leaked it. This calligraphy and painting shop was found by his father, and there are a lot of tricks in it. Of course, it goes without saying that as long as Brother Yu comes here, it will be a matter of course.

Lan Yu stretched out his hand to touch the calligraphy and painting, the slight wetness on his hand made his brows tightly frowned again, and soon he eased back. What the hell are they doing? Doesn't his own country know about it? When did such a calligraphy and painting shop come out, he snorted secretly, squinted his eyes, and saw Feng Junrou's embarrassed face from the corner of his eyes, and the deep meaning in the corner of his mouth expanded a bit.

"Rou'er, how about this calligraphy and painting?" came a faint voice.

Feng Junrou walked over, looked carefully, and nodded seriously, "Brother Yu thinks it's good, Rou'er really doesn't understand this."

Lan Yu nodded, "Just this one."

Feng Junrou looked at the shopkeeper next to him, "Shopkeeper, pack this pair up."

The shopkeeper came over in a hurry, "Young master, the girl has really good eyesight. This calligraphy and painting is the calligraphy and painting of Zhang Zizhen, which has been lost for a long time. It has been thousands of years."

"Really?" Lan Yu's low voice suddenly sounded.

The shopkeeper raised his eyes and glanced at him, feeling a little scared in his heart, and kept nodding his head, "Of course, of course."

When using the hook to reach the calligraphy and painting, somehow the shopkeeper's wrist flicked, and the calligraphy and painting floated down from mid-air and landed on Lan Yu's head.

A faint smell of blood came into his nostrils, Lan Yu was startled secretly, no, there was something strange, he held his breath tightly, and secretly drained his internal energy.

The shopkeeper quickly exchanged a glance with Feng Junrou, and stepped forward nervously, "My lord, I'm really sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."

Lan Yu glanced at him indifferently, waved his hand, "It's okay." There seemed to be nothing unusual about his body, and he secretly circulated his internal energy for a week, but he didn't find any difference, so he gradually let go of his heart.

What exactly do they want to do, Lan Yu thought calmly, maybe Feng Junrou can get the answer here, and there is...

Feng Jun softly said: "You shopkeeper, why are you so careless, Brother Yu, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a pair of calligraphy and painting, and it's not heavy." Lan Yu lightly brushed Feng Junrou lightly, seeing the faint joy on her face, her heart couldn't help but tighten.

"Young master, young lady, please sit down in the back hall first, and the little one will pack up the calligraphy and paintings immediately." The shopkeeper said, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Alright, brother Yu, let's go." Feng Junrou looked up at Lan Yu.

Lan Yu nodded lightly, and walked straight to the back hall.

Feng Junrou followed behind, twisting the brocade handkerchief with his fingers, with a smug look on his face.

In the back hall, Lan Yu sat down, picked up the teacup, and took a leisurely look at Feng Junrou, "Rou'er, don't you want to sit down?"

"Well, Rou'er poured tea for Brother Yu." Feng Junrou stepped forward to take the teacup from Lan Yu's hand, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Lan Yu's eyes.

Lan Yu smiled lightly, "When did Rou'er act like this..." The hand holding the teacup turned slightly, looked up at Feng Junrou, and said with a compliment: "It's so polite ?”

The smile on Feng Junrou's face froze immediately, she was saying that she had no tutor before, but seeing the water that Lan Yu drank, her eyes gradually deepened a little.

"Rou'er, this is just learning. When you get married in the future, you will still need these etiquettes. It doesn't look like your father is used to at home."

Feng Junrou walked to Lan Yu's side gently, and there was a faint scent of flowers around her. Lan Yu frowned, and his eyes shook a little.

He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. When he opened his eyes again, he looked at the person in front of him and said in surprise, "Qing'er, why are you here?"

Feng Junrou's face was a little displeased, but thinking of what happened next, he temporarily put the displeasure behind him.

Gently caressing Lan Yu's handsome face with his fingers, "Brother Yu, I'm here, are you happy?"

"Brother Yu?" Lan Yu was a little surprised, "You don't usually call me that!"

"Oh, then what should I call you?" Feng Junrou's fingers stiffened, and she accidentally called out.

(End of this chapter)