good night warlord

Aunt Zhou was obviously stunned by the question, she opened her mouth for a long time, not knowing how to explain: "I..."

Gu Qingyi pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and guessed:

"Could it be that Aunt Zhou met the Fourth Young Master in the capital city before?"

Aunt Zhou's eyes flickered a little, as if she was wondering if she should say that.

Gu Qingyi guessed again:
"That's not right. The Fourth Young Master hasn't been in the capital city at all in the past few years. Mr. Zhou must have told you."

Aunt Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, nodded heavily and said:
"Yes, it was my master's order. I will remember that Fourth Young Master and Mr. Long are your good friends, Young Mistress."

There was a faint smile on Gu Qingyi's face, and there was a gleam in his eyes:

"I see."

Huo Jinfeng was not polite at all, he treated Zhan Yuan as casually as his own home, leaned lazily on the sofa, crossed his long legs, raised his chin and asked:
"Xiao Qingqing, the competition is only twenty days away, have you practiced well?"

During this time, Gu Qingyi has been busy studying and reading scripts and memorizing lines. He is as free as he is. He has time to play online games. Now that he is asked, he can't help but feel a little guilty:

"Practice... practiced."

Huo Jinfeng pouted:
"It's a lie, I haven't seen your account number online every day."

The lie was exposed in a second, but Gu Qingyi was not guilty:
"I think it's much better for you to find someone else. For example, you can ask Wartime Yan to help you play the game. His skills are so good, he will definitely help you win."

Hearing her words during the war, Yan's thin lips curled up, obviously satisfied.

Huo Jinfeng didn't like to hear these words. If he wanted to win, he needed Yan's help during the war?

"That won't work, you don't want to go back on your word, this is what you promised me, even if you lose, you have to stay with me."

Gu Qingyi found that the big hands around her waist were a little tight, knowing that Yan must not like the last sentence Huo Jinfeng said during the war, she could only stick out her tongue, a little helpless.

It seemed impossible for Huo Jinfeng to change her mind, she had no choice but to rush the ducks to the shelves.

For a family banquet to appear grand, the host should personally cook a few special dishes.

This task was handed over to Zhan Shiyan, and Gu Qingyi accompanied Huo Jinfeng and Long Xian.

Gu Qingyi was afraid that Huo Jinfeng would catch her talking about games, so she chatted passionately with Long Xian about perfume.

During the war, Yan's culinary skills were not well-known. After about half an hour, Aunt Zhou came to inform the dinner.

Lobster took a deep breath:
"It's so fragrant and refreshing. I didn't expect Mr. Zhan to be so good at cooking."

After finishing speaking, Long Xian stabbed Huo Jinfeng beside him:
"Comparing you with Mr. Zhan in this regard, it's not right."

Gu Qingyi was stunned, and heard Huo Jinfeng angrily reprimanded:

"What's wrong with the bull's head? It's the difference between cloud and mud. If you don't know how to use it, don't use it, okay? I've only learned Chinese for a few days, why are you showing off everywhere?"

Gu Qing was overjoyed, because Long Xian was laughing at Huo Jinfeng's poor cooking skills, so she laughed outright.

Huo Jinfeng was a little annoyed:
"I can also cook well, don't look down on others."

Long Xian nodded seriously:

"Yes, if egg fried rice and instant noodles can also be considered cooking skills, then your cooking skills are still very good."

Gu Qingyi smiled even more happily, and Long Xian provoked Huo Jinfeng's kick, Long Xian hurriedly got up to avoid the kick:
"I'm going to wash my hands."

After finishing speaking, he went straight to the bathroom.

Gu Qingyi looked at the back of Long Xian going to the bathroom in a familiar way, a little dazed.

She was sure that it was Long Xian's first visit to Zhanyuan, of course, this was the time she remembered.

Huo Jinfeng waved his hand in front of her eyes:
"Hey, is Long Xian as handsome as me? Look so engrossed?"

Gu Qingyi withdrew her thoughts, gave him a blank look, and said angrily:

"In my eyes, my husband is the most handsome."

Zhan Shiyan, who came from the kitchen, just happened to hear the little girl's words, and Jun Leng's face softened a little.

After Gu Qingyi finished speaking, she saw Zhan Shiyan, and couldn't help but blushed a little. Huo Jinfeng could see clearly, and there was a dark look in his unruly eyes.

The dinner was well prepared. Long Xian was originally a gourmet lover. Now that there are so many delicacies in front of him, he has no time to talk, and only cares about feasting.

Huo Jinfeng glanced at Long Xian, who was eating happily, and then glanced at the opposite side. He saw Yan cut the steak into small pieces and put it in front of Gu Qingyi during the war. I drank the red wine in one gulp.

Gu Qing commented that he drank so fast:
"Huo Jinfeng, why don't you eat something, can you taste red wine like this?"

Huo Jinfeng rolled his eyes back at her:
"You don't drink, why do you care how I drink?"

Not to mention that he can't taste the red wine now, even if the fine wine is placed in front of him now, what he can taste is the taste of sour water.

Gu Qingyi didn't know what happened to him, probably because she didn't take the game seriously, so Huo Jinfeng was angry with herself.

"I'll drink with you." Wartime Yan also picked up the wine glass.

His actions didn't make Huo Jinfeng any more comfortable. The two seemed to be competing secretly, and each of them drank one cup at a time.

Gu Qingyi looked worried:
"Drink less, you will get drunk later."

During the war, Yan said lightly: "Don't worry, it's not that easy to get drunk."

The two of them drank one cup after another. After a while, the bottle of red wine ran out. Huo Jinfeng shook the bottle and greeted:

"Forbe, bring another bottle of good wine."

"Okay, Young Master Huo."

Seeing Uncle Fu go forward to take away the empty wine bottle and go to the wine cellar to get the wine, Gu Qingyi paused while chewing the steak.

Huo Jinfeng is also coming to Zhanyuan for the first time. Normally, he would not know Fu Bo, but just now Huo Jinfeng blurted out Fu Bo's name, Fu Bo didn't find it strange at all.

It's too weird.

Gu Qingyi had something on her mind, and this strange thought continued until Huo Jinfeng and Long Xian were sent away.

Yan wanted to take her in during the war, but now she wanted to blow the wind.

"I'll make a call outside, you go in first."

"I'll accompany you."

Gu Qingyi pushed him:
"I'm going to call Zhizhi. I can't even talk about the girls' affairs with you next to me. You go back to the room first, and I will go in soon."

"Be careful not to catch a cold." During the war, Yan took off his suit and put it on her shoulders, telling her.

"Ah."

Seeing Yan go in during the war, the smile on Gu Qingyi's face faded quietly.

It's autumn, and the night breeze is indeed a bit cool, carrying the faint smell of leaves, which is very special.

She had a lot of doubts in her heart, yesterday she just suddenly became suspicious, but today she discovered more mysteries.

Aunt Zhou knows Huo Jinfeng, Long Xian is very familiar with Zhan Yuan, and Huo Jinfeng knows Uncle Fu...

Huo Jinfeng was a friend he knew before he lost his memory, while Aunt Zhou Fubo only met Yan when he married Yan during the war.

But they knew each other, Huo Jinfeng and Long Xian couldn't lie, the ones who lied were Aunt Zhou and Uncle Fu.

She didn't know who to ask for the answer. During the war, Aunt Yan Fubo and Aunt Zhou, including her father, all said the same thing, which showed that they had unified their voices.

Wait, she can still ask someone.

Palace to sleep.