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- Sure enough, at the same time as Chen Xia followed, Yang Fei'er also hurriedly followed, and she was not as anxious as she was to be a lover.
"Today, I drifted slowly through the snow in the cold night, and drifted away with a cooled heart" Xiang Que sat in the hotel lobby with his legs crossed, smoking a cigarette, very comfortable.
"Xiang Que, are you back?" Standing in front of him, Yang Fei'er impatiently asked a rather thoughtless question.
"Forgive me for being dissolute and loving freedom all my life" Xiang Que continued to cross his legs and squinted at the two women in front of him.
"Xiang Que, I'm asking you something," Yang Fei'er said with her eyes wide open.
"Sister, do you have the heart to disturb me when I'm so devoted to singing?" Xiang Que rolled his eyes, then pointed to himself and said, "Open your big watery eyes and look carefully, I didn't come back and sit here What is it, what is it?"
"Uh" Yang Fei'er blushed and said awkwardly, "I mean, when did you come back?"
"Last night, hey sisters, I asked if you could be a little discerning? They are dating, having a meal, watching a movie, holding hands and going shopping, what are you doing with me? I'll go, what's the degree?" Light bulb, you can light up the entire night sky, don't you know?" Xiang Que said angrily.
"You, you Didn't you promise us to follow me back to Yang's house as soon as you come back?"
Xiang Que waved his hand quickly, and said as if he was surprised: "Shh, can you keep your voice down? My queen is standing behind, why come home with you? You sincerely want our relationship to break up, don't you? What kind of heart is there, with ulterior motives, simply, the absolute most poisonous woman's heart"
Yang Fei'er had nothing to say when Xiang Que repeatedly ran on her. She felt that what she wanted to say was a little bit reasonable, but she didn't realize that she had been led by Xiang Que into a ditch.
Xiang Que stood up, took Chen Xia's little hand and walked away with a smile: "Find a more gentle place, let's write a chapter of love, and drink some wine by the way."
"Drink again, wine seems to be more attractive than me, right?" Chen Xia glanced at him and said.
"Even if you have an eternal name behind you, it's better to have a glass of wine while you're alive," Xiang Que said solemnly.
As soon as the two of them got into the car after leaving the hotel, Yang Fei'er stepped on her high-heeled shoes and followed her, then she opened the back door and went up: "Xiang Que, as you said, after the matter here is dealt with, it will be over here." I'm going to Yang's house to solve the problem."
This woman is not stupid, she actually reacted.
Xiang Que turned his head and said sternly: "That's the case, but you have to give me some time to rest, right? I'm a human, not a car that can run with fuel, and I'm tired like a calf when I go out. You can't let me regain my strength."
"Then when will you go back with me?" Yang Fei'er bit her lip and asked.
"It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day"
Yang Fei'er's eyes brightened, and she said, "Just today?"
"How about another day?" Xiang Que gritted his teeth and said.
"Xiang Que, don't force me to ask my second great-grandfather to personally invite you back to our Yang family," Yang Fei'er said bitterly.
"Look, you're getting impatient when you talk." Xiang Que rubbed his stomach and said, "I'm hungry, why don't you talk while eating? I don't even think you're a light bulb, so stop buzzing around here." okay?"
Chen Xia drove the car and took the two of them to a very famous lobster restaurant near the Confucius Temple in Nanjing. This woman, despite her wealth, is very close to the people, especially when it comes to eating, she basically only cares about food. She doesn't pay attention to the taste, and she won't eat in a magnificent place unless she is entertaining. She usually chooses this kind of street shop when she wants to eat.
In her words, you must have a taste and feeling when eating, and a good-looking place does not necessarily taste good. In the lobster shop, Miss Chen extravagantly ordered four catties of lobster and some barbecue, and ordered two dozen beers for Xiang Que.
"Hiss" Xiang Que drank half a bottle of cold beer contentedly, then wiped his mouth carelessly, and burped.
"Good cabbages are made of pigs. In this world, there are so many short-sighted women."
After Xiang Que, Chen Xia, and Yang Fei'er came to the lobster shop, all the male animals' eyes were attracted, especially when Chen Xia was still holding Xiang Que's arm and Yang Fei'er looked at him with resentment. , not only men, but even women's eyeballs are going to pop out.
"Xiang Que" As soon as Yang Fei'er opened her mouth, Xiang Que interrupted her.
"Sisters, let's talk about it, you can't just find a lady and don't plan to spend money just because I am a **** seller, I can solve your family's problems, but you can't chase after my ass. ??No more urging, right? It¡¯s not urgent, and it¡¯s not something I can do alone.¡±
Yang Feier stared at Xiang Que's face and said, "You are trying to shirk"
Xiang Que spread his hands, and said helplessly, "I don't even have the minimum trust, how can we talk about it next?"
Chen Xia sat quietly at the side, licking the crayfish without saying a word, just watched the two of them arguing over there, and when there were three prawns grilled, he ate one by himself and put the two in Xiang Que's bowl.
It seems that she is not interested in the relationship between Yang Fei'er and Xiang Que at all.
"The matter of your family is due to the feng shui of the ancestral grave," Xiang Que said with a straight look.
"Impossible, Xiang Que, can you be dissatisfied with talking nonsense? I, Mr. Yang, have focused on Fengshui for nearly a thousand years. In this world, we dare to say that our understanding of Fengshui is second. The ancestors of the ancestors jointly set up an array to maintain it, and there are grave guards to take care of it every year, so there will be absolutely no problem with the feng shui of the ancestral grave," Yang Fei'er said firmly.
"That's what you say, and it seems to be correct, but how do you explain the fact that your family members are getting weaker?"
"In short, it can't be that there is something wrong with the feng shui of the ancestral grave." Yang Fei'er lowered her head stubbornly.
"For Fengshui, your Yang family does have unique insights, but how much do you know about the Dao of Heaven?"
"Know a thing or two" This time, Yang Fei'er was no longer stubborn.
Fengshui and the way of heaven can be connected with each other, but one is one and the other is two, and they cannot be confused. Since ancient times, even a generation of fengshui masters or magic masters dare not say that they are proficient in the way of heaven, they can only say that they have their own insights.
"Your family's ancestral tomb is built on the dragon veins, and stealing the dragon veins' luck, according to common sense, violates the rules of heaven. Why? Because your Yang family does not have a real dragon emperor, but you enjoy the dragon veins luck. Is the source of blessings something you can enjoy freely?"
"But, but"
"Come on, if there are so many buts, how can your family members become weaker and weaker?" Xiang Que waved his hand and interrupted her: "If you don't believe me, just call and ask the two old men in your Yang family. , just tell them what I just said, and see what they say."
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