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¡°Well, it turns out you guys know each other.¡± I said.
"How old were you when we met?" Yan Beixun turned to Han Fengjiao and asked.
"Fourteen or fifteen years old."
"That's right." Yan Beixun nodded: "At that time, Laoshan held some kind of training class to help the folk Yin Yang and demon hunters teach Taoism. My father sent me there."
"There were about a hundred people at that time, and this ugly guy wanted to show me how good he was at reading Feng Shui, so I could beat him up." Yan Beixun scolded.
Han Fengjiao was unhappy: "Little Yanzi, why are you telling lies with your eyes open? I thought you had gained a little more brains after ten more years of food. It was obvious that the girls in the training class liked me at that time. Are you so envious? You have to admit that you are ugly, this is your fate."
"Okay, let's not talk about the fact that I beat you up. I hooked up with my suitor at that time. You can tell me about it. But we have burned chicken heads and are sworn sworn friends. I hooked up with your sister-in-law. You have to admit it, right? What the hell, I'm single now." Yan Beixun said.
I also looked at Han Fengjiao. If what Yan Beixun said is true, then Han Fengjiao's character is really not that good.
When Han Fengjiao saw the look in my eyes, she looked at me with a wry smile and said to me, "This is really a misunderstanding. At that time, the girl was chatting with Xiao Yanzi and asked for my phone number."
"Bah, what do you mean I want your phone number? You obviously want to strike up a conversation with me in the name of asking for your phone number. I, Yan Beixun, still have some good eyesight." Yan Beixun said.
"Bah, because of this incident, you shamelessly pestered the girl, causing the girl to flee Laoshan within a few days and return to her own home to get married." Han Fengjiao said.
Yan Beixun immediately slapped the table and said, "Damn it, it's obviously your kid who hooked her up. She loves me so much. If you hadn't been shameless, would she be willing to leave me?"
Han Fengjiao said: "She almost called the police at that time, so you should save some face."
As for Han Fengjiao and Yan Beixun, originally, I am Yan Beixun's junior brother, and our relationship is so good. In this case, I should trust Yan Beixun, but I also know Yan Beixun's conduct, what the hell, He dares to play with shemales. How can any girl blindly fall in love with such an unknown person?
"Okay, okay, that eldest sister, I think the kids are old enough to play soy sauce. It's pointless for you to discuss this. You haven't seen each other for so many years, come and have a drink." I reached out and picked up the wine and poured a glass for Han Fengjiao.
Han Fengjiao also looked at Yan Beixun with some sigh: "Little Yanzi, you are also decadent now. You are not as sexy as before."
"You are so sexy, you are so sexy all over, what the hell, you dress so cleanly all day long? Is your mysophobia still gone?" Yan Beixun said, opening his mouth and spitting onto Han Fengjiao's thigh.
Han Fengjiao, who was originally gentle and gentle, suddenly turned green when Yan Beixun spat out her phlegm, and she was about to get angry when she slapped the table.
"Look, look, do you have mysophobia? You are still pretending, who would be angry if you don't have mysophobia." Yan Bei started to have fun.
Damn it, as long as you are not a fool, you will get angry if someone spits on you, right? It¡¯s nothing to do with mysophobia.
But I can also see that although the relationship between these two people seems to be very contradictory, their friendship is not shallow, so they are too lazy to say anything.
Han Fengjiao picked up a tissue and wiped the phlegm on her legs, then asked Yan Beixun: "You said I have mysophobia, so I admitted it. Do you dare to admit your impotence?"
"Who are you saying is impotent?" Yan Beixun was unhappy.
"Hey, if you are not impotent, then you can show off to us on the spot?" Han Fengjiao said with a smile.
A normal person would probably be too lazy to continue talking, but Han Fengjiao probably hadn't met Yan Beixun for a long time, and she muttered Yan Beixun's shamelessness from a distance.
"You go find a young lady, I'll show you what a swallow cart is." Yan Beixun, who had already drank some wine, hiccupped.
Han Fengjiao seemed to want to reminisce and chat with Yan Beixun, but Yan Beixun thought that it was Han Fengjiao who was seducing his wife. The two of them had to argue for ten times every few words, and I frowned when I heard it.
Finally, it got dark outside. Yan Beixun drank too much and fell asleep in a daze.
Our plan is to arrive at the abandoned building at twelve o'clock, so there is no rush.
Han Fengjiao watched Yan Beixun fall asleep, sighed, helped Yan Beixun take off his coat, covered him, and said to me: "I didn't expect you to be Junior Brother Xiao Yanzi?"
"Yeah." I smiled and nodded.
Han Fengjiao sighed and said, "Xiao Yanzi, people were not like this before."
"Uh." I was stunned.Next.
With that said, Han Fengjiao took out a photo and handed it over. When I saw it, it turned out to be a group photo of two boys about fifteen years old. Although they had changed a lot, their outlines could basically be seen.
Not to mention, Yan Beixun used to be quite handsome.
"Xiao Yanzi used to be very cheerful." Han Fengjiao sat on the chair and looked at the photos in trance.
I quite agree with what Han Fengjiao said. Although Yan Beixun looks carefree and laughs loudly every day, he always feels that his laughter is a little strange.
I don¡¯t know how to put it, it seems a little awkward, or maybe Yan Beixun smiles every day just for the sake of laughing, not a truly happy smile.
"At that time, Xiao Yanzi and I had good tempers, and we had the same bad odor. Among the more than a hundred people who went there, he and I had the best relationship." Han Fengjiao shook her head helplessly: "He was under too much pressure. Although we left We rarely see each other after Laoshan, but I have always followed his news."
"He has changed a bit since his father died." Han Fengjiao sighed: "He was only in his twenties at that time, right? He endured the murder of his father, the robbery of the treasure passed down by his ancestors, and the betrayal of his apprentice. , one thing after another weighed on him, and his burden was too heavy."
"It's a pity that I only studied Feng Shui and can't help him with anything." Han Fengjiao said to me: "I hope you can understand him better in the future. If you really encounter any difficulties, you can contact me and I can help. It certainly won¡¯t be postponed.¡±
I watched Yan Beixun sleeping on the sofa in the private room, smelling of alcohol.
I feel a little helpless. Yan Beixun is really under great pressure. In contrast, I have nothing to do all day long.
"Stop talking, let's have a good rest. Let's go to that building to watch a show in the evening." Han Fengjiao patted me on the shoulder and walked out of the private room. I lit a cigarette and looked at the traffic outside the window, thinking Yan Beixun's matter.
"I feel like I can't continue doing nothing like this. Since I am also a descendant of Yan Chixia's lineage, Yan Beixun cannot bear the burden of Yan Chixia's lineage alone.
After resting at eleven o'clock, Han Fengjiao came in and kicked Yan Beixun's feet. Yan Beixun woke up from the kicks, opened his eyes, sat up, rubbed his eyes and said, "What's wrong, are you leaving?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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