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Yan Wanxi nodded and said, "Yes, I already drew the man in black this morning."
Xing Zhimo took the painting and saw that the person in the painting was extremely ordinary, and his appearance was also very ordinary. He was the kind of person who would not be able to remember Zhang Xiang if he was thrown into the crowd. It was hard for Yan Wanxi to still remember it. .
Yan Wanxi said: "Looking at this man's face, I can't see anything different. On the contrary, I feel like he is looking at the fake Feng Jue."
She thought about it again and said: "I think although this portrait is not very useful, you can also have it posted in the streets and alleys.
If someone has seen him, it can be regarded as a clue. "
Although he should have changed his appearance now.
Xing Zhimo nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."
"Have you had lunch?" Yan Wanxi asked.
Xing Zhimo shook his head.
"Then wait for me for a while." Yan Wanxi walked to the kitchen, and after working there for a while, she brought out two bowls of soup cakes, "Eat, I want to go to Xinghua Temple after eating, are you there?" time?"
Xing Zhimo nodded. He came here today for this reason. He happened to have nothing to do today, so he took her to Xinghua Temple to have a look.
"Zuo Xia said that Master Fang will leave Beijing in a few days." Xing Zhimo said while eating soup cakes.
Yan Wanxi nodded and said, "Then let's go take a look as soon as possible."
After the two of them finished eating the soup cakes, they went out.
Xinghua Temple is outside the city, and it takes half an hour by horse-drawn carriage.
Yan Wanxi looked at Xing Zhimo's tired look and said, "You should sleep for a while. When we get there, I'll call you."
When Xing Zhimo heard this, he suddenly felt warm in his heart. He nodded slightly and leaned on the car citron and closed his eyes.
Soon, Yan Wanxi heard his breathing gradually become evener, and she felt much more relaxed.
The dim sight in the carriage made his usually serious and cold expression seem a little softer.
Yan Wanxi could not help but curl her lips slightly, and just stared at him.
The carriage stopped at the gate of Xinghua Temple.
Yan Wanxi opened the curtains and took a look at the scenery outside. It was quite quiet here.
She was about to reach out her hand to push Xing Zhimo awake, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, he grabbed it in his hand.
His palm was broad and powerful, but her hand was small and weak. He held it in his palm, but it just happened to wrap it up.
"When did you wake up?" Yan Wanxi looked at him and asked softly.
Xing Zhimo slowly opened his eyes and laughed softly: "When the carriage just stopped."
Yan Wanxi wanted to take her hand out, but he held it tightly.
She hurriedly said: "It's already here!"
"Well, let me take it easy first." After saying that, he pulled her into his arms.
Yan Wanxi almost screamed, but luckily she stabilized herself. She fell onto Xing Zhimo's body, her nose filled with the faint scent of sandalwood from him.
She looked at him and saw that he was staring at her with deep eyes, and the lust in his eyes was obvious.
Yan Wanxi felt the changes on his body, her face suddenly turned red, and she wanted to struggle to get up.
However, Xing Zhimo snorted, and his expression became even darker.
But Yan Wanxi had already stood up and got out of the carriage.
Before leaving, I didn¡¯t forget to glare at him.
Xing Zhimo felt a little helpless, rubbed his slightly twitching temples, took a look at the restlessness on his body, and had to smile bitterly.
Originally, I wanted to warm up the soft jade, but in the end I couldn't control it, so I had to take a few deep breaths on the carriage. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com