marrying a concubine

Such an arrogant and arrogant young man shocked all the guests on the second floor.

That old man is Wang Fa, yelling so that the gentleman is magnanimous and righteous, a typical image of a bully, look at the picture, the gentle and slender girl Xiaoyu was stunned by her yelling, the indifferent and indifferent prime minister was slightly stunned, and the little beauty on the side bit her Holding a piece of pastry, looking at her in astonishment, the surrounding guests are even more silent, this scene is frozen!

"My lord..." Miss Xiao Yu shouted loudly and looked at Zhou Fan. Who is this person who dares to be so presumptuous in front of Zhou Fan? The most strange thing about the government is Zhou Fan's expression, after a moment of indifference, even more indifferent than before, the sun shone slightly from the side, reflecting his pale face.

Xiaoyu has known Zhou Fan for a long time. She knows that Zhou Fan is a person who will never be impulsive. He always looks like a gentle scholar, but there is a coldness and distance between his brows. Bright and clear, actually cold and untouchable, the Zhou Fan she knew was such a person.No matter how dangerous the situation is, he can analyze the pros and cons clearly and calmly. The eight winds do not move, and the Mount Tai collapses on the top and does not move. Xiao Yu once thought that there may be no one in the world who can make Zhou Fan take off his mask.

But now, she saw that Zhou Fan's mask was cracked. Could it be that this young master is...

She seems to have seen such a portrait in Zhou Fan's study room, the cinnabar between the eyebrows is so beautiful, so beautiful, so easy to recognize, Xiaoyu was stunned.

Could this domineering and arrogant son be Zhou Fan...

If Zhou Fan really likes someone, then those few words just now, whether angry or sincere, would hurt deeply, like a knife being sharpened in the heart, cold and painful, she understands that feeling, Zhou Fan is such a proud person, it will only push him further.

She looked at Zhou Fan, but was surprised to find that the cracked mask was even harder.

"Xiaoyu, let's go!" Zhou Fan looked at Xiaobai, said every word, stood up, and the surrounding air became a little colder, "Young Master Feng, I'm sorry!"

Xiao Yu wanted to explain something, but Zhou Fan pulled her away. She stared blankly at each other's holding hands, "Zhou..."

"Let's go!" Zhou Fan led Xiao Yu and left.

Xiaobai didn't stop her, she sat down coldly, her squinted eyes were brewing a suppressed storm, she had the urge to kill, the flames collided in her heart like magma, suppressing the traces of guilt in her heart.

Su Mo drank tea and ate snacks slowly, looked at her sister's face, and said tut-tut: "Brother, you have such a violent temper. I'm afraid of you. You can tell that I'm a king, you're stupid. ...the future of such and such a country is worrying!"

Xiaobai slapped her on the forehead, "Shut up, I haven't settled with you yet, did you find out that Zhou Fan was in charge before you pulled me up?"

No matter who Xiao Bai is, she was bluffed just now, but it doesn't mean she will ignore such side details. Her sister is a ghost, she must have done it on purpose.

Su Mo smiled ingratiatingly, and said vaguely: "I just want to see who is the concubine who made Brother Zhou Fan angry."

Xiao Bai stared at her darkly, Su Mo laughed, "But to be honest, Miss Xiaoyu is beautiful, but she can't compare to half of my sister's hair. My sister's hair is even more precious than her."

Su Mo understands the essence of it deeply, but obviously, someone around her has no feelings for flattery. There are not many people who flatter her in the court. There is no shortage of Su Mo. , Xiaobai stared at the "adulterant adulterer" holding hands and leaving below, thinking of countless punishments that would make them unable to survive or die.

Su Mo ate the pastry obediently, and suddenly felt that the autumn wind was chilling, so cold.

"Zhou Fan, Mr. Feng is a girl, right?" Xiao Yu asked, affirmatively, the daughter country is rich in beautiful men, and it is not that there are no beautiful and delicate boys like Mr. Feng, but she intuitively believes that he is a girl, and she is a girl who can influence Zhou Fan. .

Zhou Fan was expressionless. After turning around the street, he let go of Xiao Yu's hand and nodded. Xiao Yu smiled knowingly, "A very energetic girl, domineering, flamboyant, and smart. She seems to have misunderstood something just now, why didn't you explain?" clear?"

"Explain what?" Zhou Fan was indifferent, his mood didn't fluctuate much, his brows were filled with deep tiredness, did even Xiao Yu see that something was wrong with him?The pain in the chest, the inexplicable desire and expectation, and the gap after disappointment, sour and painful, he didn't want to find out why, but he couldn't sleep at night because of this emotion.

"There is nothing to explain between us. You didn't listen to what she said. I'm not hers. Why explain? It's unnecessary!"

Xiao Yu smiled, "Zhou Fan, to be honest, you can't say that. When people are angry, they will always say something insincere. Some feelings are more repressed and vague, and the emotions are more sharp and stinging. No matter what stage it is, whether it is a child or an adult It’s okay, there are always some secrets of your own, and in order to hide these secrets, you will do all kinds of outrageous things, and you will say some duplicity. Because these secrets just want to be kept by yourself, until they are discovered by others, and the other party is the last thing you want to tell People will be irritable, bored, and hesitant, and if they are stabbed by the other party, they will puff up their feathers to protect their self-esteem, and say something that is too hurtful, and it cannot be true."

Zhou Fan sneered, "Xiao Yu, you are always so sober!"

Xiaoyu is intelligent, delicate, and has a pair of penetrating eyes. In front of her, everything seems to be hidden. Zhou Fan didn't want to probe into her words, because he knew that she was right.

"The bystander is clear, that's the reason why you are not awake, you are just blinded, you want to get close to her, but you are afraid of being expelled, that's why you are uneasy." Xiao Yu looked at the fallen leaves, stretched out her hand, and there was a piece of her. In the palm of my hand, autumn is almost over.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Zhou Fan said coldly.

Xiao Yu said: "The last time I was in your study, I saw the portrait of Mr. Feng, and I can recognize that it was drawn by you."

Zhou Fan's ears became hot, and he was at a loss when the secret was discovered. His cheeks were slightly red, and he argued: "It's for painting."

Damn it, when did Xiao Yu find out?

"Oh, let's draw for fun, so why not draw me, and the drawing is still in the drawer on the right hand side, do you often read it?" Xiao Yu joked.

"Xiao Yu!" Zhou Fan yelled warningly, telling her that enough was enough. Zhou Fan didn't like being dug out like this. so terrible.

Xiao Yu smiled quietly, looking up at the fallen leaves, as if admiring the bewildered expression of the indifferent prime minister, "Zhou Fan, do you know what you look like now?"

"I don't want to know!" Zhou Fan said a little angrily.

Xiao Yu seemed to be letting him out, jokingly said: "Like a young boy in love!"