Enchanting Divine Sound Master

Chapter 460 Steamed Bun’s Love History
"I'm sorry, I've misunderstood you all this time!" Le Wushuang said, wiping away the tears from his eyes.

"It's okay, anyway, it's not just once or twice that you misunderstood me." Yan Feijun took out a handkerchief from his arms, and Wushuang's name was still embroidered on the handkerchief.He gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, his eyes were as gentle as drowning.

"Ah! Dad is so amazing!" Three little buns appeared on the second floor, looking at the two people downstairs.

"If you meet someone like Daddy, you will die without regret." Yanmai Meng said with a smile, but the figure of that person has already appeared in his mind.

"As long as Dad is happier than Mommy." Yan Xiaomei smiled, holding the love bone jade flute in her small hands.

"Okay, don't cry." Yan Feijun held her in his arms.

"En!" Le Wushuang nodded.

"Let's go! Try my skills these days." Yan Feijun smiled, took Le Wushuang's hand and walked into the house.

But within a few steps, a piece of paper fell from Le Wushuang's body.

The paper fell lightly into the soil, Le Wushuang opened his eyes wide, and immediately reached out to pick it up.

Don't be seen by him!
Who would have known that all of her petty actions would fall into Yan Feijun's eyes.He stretched out his hand, and the paper on the ground flew into his palm.

"Don't look!" Le Wushuang stretched out his two claws, trying to grab the paper.

Yan Feijun turned around, avoided her claws, lowered his head and opened the paper in his hand.

"It's over!" Le Wushuang put his five claws on his face and sneaked away step by step.

"Le Wushuang!" A short second later, Lord Yanfei let out a roar.

"Ah! Hahaha, just kidding, husband, don't be angry!"

"You want a divorce?"

"No, no, no! Today's weather is really nice, let's go to see the flowers and go to Dad!"

"Who are you going with? Sora? Or that ghost Chizuru?"

"No, no, no! That was just a misunderstanding."

"Le Wushuang! Don't even think about running away, see if I don't deal with you today!"

"Ahhhh! Help, didn't you say to make something for us to eat?" Le Wushuang's acupuncture points were tapped, and he was unable to move.

Yan Feijun carried her on his shoulder like this, walked to another place and said, "I will serve you after I feed you!"

"Yabaa," Le Wushuang looked at the three buns standing on the window with a face full of tears.

The three buns shook their heads helplessly. They were wondering if they would have younger brothers and sisters again?

At this time, a paper crane flew towards Yan Xiaoshuai's palm.

He opened the paper crane, and a line of writing appeared inside.

Your wife, Mr. Golden Butterfly, will be studying at Sherlock Holmes College starting tomorrow, just wait and be my husband!
Hit you, bite you, kick you, hit you, pat your golden butterfly!

Thus, Yan Xiaoshuai was completely speechless.

Because that was the beginning of his tragic life.

The sky is clear and cloudless.

The Peach Blossom Island of Sherlock Holmes College is still so beautiful, with infinite and majestic spiritual power rushing everywhere.

Under the peach blossom tree, sat a beautiful man meditating cross-legged.

Her black hair hung down her head, glossy and glossy.The white clothes are fluttering, the morning sun outlines the perfect outline of his face, coupled with the innate nobility on his body, he will be mistaken by others as a descendant from heaven.

Who is such a unparalleled man?

Is it Yan Feijun?No, it is not.

That is?

When he exhaled to store his dantian, and raised his palms slightly.On the peach blossom tree, an embroidered shoe fell from it and hit the melon on his forehead.

"Hey! The one who killed a thousand swords!" When he was silent, he was a fairy.When he spoke, he was like a dandy with a devilish aura.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his painful head, and lowered his head to see what kind of creature was the thing that hit him on the head.

"It turned out to be an embroidered shoe!" Yan Qingmo looked down and said in a leisurely voice.

However, he squinted his eyes to take a closer look at the embroidered shoes on the petals, and reached out to pick it up.

"Why is this thing so familiar!" Yan Qingmo looked around, looking for the owner of this shoe in his memory.

The memory went backwards, and the man's laughter kept echoing in his head.

only……

Yan Qingmo squinted his eyes, the anger in his phoenix eyes was telling him that he must find that damned golden butterfly, and then knead it hard.

"Hehehe..." When Yan Qingmo was furious and wanted to settle accounts with Golden Butterfly, the man's laughter sounded from the peach blossom tree.

The laughter sounded like jingle bells, and it was as melodious as the singing of lyrebirds.

He stood up with embroidered shoes in his hands, his clothes fluttered, and his black hair danced along with it.

In the sunlight, the man is sitting on a treetop and flying a kite.

She looked at the kite flying in the blue sky and white clouds very seriously, and the smile on her mouth was so beautiful.

The bell under her feet made a crisp sound as she swayed happily.

Seemingly sensing that someone was watching her, she turned her head to look at that gaze.

Looking at each other, the whole world fell silent at that moment.

The Golden Butterfly 13 years ago was cute though.But now that she has grown up, she is so beautiful that people dare not look away.

She likes to wear golden fine sand dresses, two butterfly hairpins and two buns on her hair.

The pink cheeks and the crystal clear lips are slightly raised.

"What are you looking at! Are you stupid!" Golden Butterfly said sarcastically.

"Ah bah!" Yan Qingmo spit out a mouthful of phlegm unhappily.

What evil did Yan Qingmo do!Always been crushed when she was quiet.He hates her when she speaks.

If she is quiet and gentle, then I won't be troubled when I see her.

"Hey! What do you mean by that!" Golden Butterfly threw away the kite string in his hand, put his hands on his hips, looked at the embroidered shoes in his hand, and said with a smile: "Have you decided to marry this girl?" ?”

"Even if all the women in the world die, I won't marry you!" Yan Qingmo folded his arms with both hands, only to notice that he was still holding the embroidered shoes tightly.

"Then, why are you taking my things? You should know that there are two reasons for taking a woman's things, one is to like that woman, and the other is a prostitute! Tell me, which one are you?" Golden Butterfly seemed to be Staring at Yan Qingmo like examining a prisoner.

Yan Qingmo threw away the embroidered shoes in his hand, pointed to the golden butterfly sitting on the peach blossom tree and said, "My surname is Jin, you threw the shoes on my head, I haven't settled with you yet, you still have reason to say that Me, I really thought you were a good girl. Forget it, there are so many women in the world, I will never see you again!"

(End of this chapter)