I Am Really Not a Man!

"Who are you? How dare you come to my Divine Needle Villa to be wild!" A clear female voice suddenly came from the mountain, and the three of them turned their heads when they heard the sound, and saw a girl in snow white clothes standing pretty on the hillside. The eyes full of gentle smiles stared at Tang Wanfeng full of anger at this time.

Tang Wanfeng passed a trace of disgust in his eyes without a trace, then turned his head and talked to Huamanlou without even having an extra look at the girl in white.

Although Tang Wanfeng didn't know this girl, he could guess who said this on this site. If nothing else, then this person should be one of Lu Xiaofeng's confidantes, the heir of the generation of Shenzhen Villa, Miss Xue Bingxue. However, others may give Xue Bing a bit of face because of these titles, but Tang Wanfeng is not among these people. She didn't shake Xue Bing's face with the rainstorm pear flower needle, she already gave Lu Xiaofeng face.

Lu Xiaofeng naturally knew this, so she had to take a step forward with a wry smile: "Xue Bing, long time no see."

Xue Bing was unrelenting in anger, and snarled: "You know it's been a long time since you've seen it! Finally, when you meet, you will bring someone to visit our Shenzhen Villa!"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "It wasn't our hands that acted first, it was the two girls. We were absolutely compelled."

Xue Bing said: "I don't care, you actually acted on the people of my Shenzhen Villa, I..." Xue Bing said half of his speech and suddenly lost his voice, even the people were motionless there, only the eyes were round, the expressions of anger and fear competed. Appeared on her beautiful face like a lotus.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and suddenly looked back. As expected, Tang Wanfeng had just put away the peacock feathers.

Tang Wanfeng said coldly: "If you want to make Xiao Xing play princess sick while playing, I don't have so much time to spend with you here!"

Lu Xiaofeng helped his forehead: "A night... This is the site of Shenzhen Villa, anyhow, you really do..." Okay? Don't be trapped in the villa and let go !

Tang Wanfeng said: "So now we have to go to help Mrs. Xue, the'Needle God', and leave as soon as the matter is finished."

Huamanlou smiled and agreed: "It shouldn't be too late, Lu Xiaofeng, let's visit Mrs. Xue as soon as possible."

Lu Xiaofeng was speechless. Huamanlou, you actually protect your shortcomings to such a realm! ! Can you still play happily? Let go of my girlfriend...

But in the end Lu Xiaofeng followed the two of them. After all, the overall situation is the most important thing. The longer they stay here, the embroidered thieves will continue to be rampant, and there will be more innocent victims. Lu Xiaofeng is not a person who can't tell the difference.

only. Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly. After Xue Bing regained his freedom this time, his ears would suffer again!

Mrs. Xue is now a seventy-seven-year-old man, but no matter her demeanor, demeanor and even appearance, she looks like a woman who is only thirty-seven years old at most. It is more anti-aging than modern beauty salons. The needle person is much stronger.

Because of family reasons, Tang Wanfeng seldom had any good feelings towards grandma's generation, but Mrs. Xue's gentle smile made her really unpleasant.

Mrs. Xue looked at the three of them and smiled: "Just sit down."

After seeing the ceremony, the three also sat down one by one. Lu Xiaofeng's heart rate is quite fast. It's not because he saw beauty or something. He hasn't tasted so much. It is the only granddaughter of Mrs. Xue, the heir of the Shenzhen Villa generation. Xue Bing is still determined by them. On the hillside! To really make Mrs. Xue angry...

Lu Xiaofeng felt that his head hurts to death!

But Mrs. Xue's following words surprised him.

Mrs. Xue looked at Tang Wanfeng kindly: "Nephew Tang Xian, Bing'er is a bit irritable, and the old man is here to pay you for her."

Tang Wanfeng was a little flattered for a moment. She first glanced at Huamanlou and Lu Xiaofeng in surprise, and found that the two of them were also at a loss. They could only greet Mrs. Xue with a thick scalp: "Uh... nothing, old lady." Don't take it to heart." The script is wrong! Shouldn't Mrs. Xue come to fight me like a baby guard? What's wrong with being so kind?

Mrs. Xue's expression was more gentle: "Nephew Tang Xian is as knowledgeable and reasonable as the rumors."

Tang Wanfeng: "...hehe." Which **** rumored? Where did Lao Tzu's temper explode every minute?

Old Mrs. Xue wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Huamanlou's gentle but strong manner: "Old lady, the three juniors are visiting this time, they are asking for important things."

Since there are already important things to ask for, it is not suitable to continue talking. Mrs. Xue looked at Tang Wanfeng with a little regret, and asked: "What's the matter? As long as the elderly can help, she will not refuse."

Lu Xiaofeng took the opportunity to take out the veil and handed it to Mrs. Xue, and said: "Old lady, please palm your hand, where does the silk thread and fabric of this veil come from."

Mrs. Xue only glanced at it, and said with confidence: "This satin is from Beijing Furuixiang, and the silk thread is from Fuji. The two are the same owner, and the only one has no semicolon. The output is not much. It's also remote. It's behind the Jingcheng King's Widow Xie Street. Few people will find it except for the real experts."

This news is already very detailed to them now.

Lu Xiaofeng thought for a while and asked, "Is this embroidered by a woman?"

Mrs. Xue glanced at Lu Xiaofeng with "rare and weird" eyes: "Of course it's embroidered by a woman, it's still a shoe upper."

vamp? When Tang Wanfeng heard this, suddenly an impression flashed through his mind: "The upper of the red shoe?"

Mrs. Xue saw that Tang Wanfeng was asking the question, her smile suddenly became a little softer, and even her voice softened: "Yes, it is the upper of the red shoes. If there are two, I can add Binger. A pair of new shoes. Red shoes... Binger, it is also the age to marry."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Huamanlou: "..."

Isn't Mrs. Xue going to see Ah late, right? Want him/her to be the son-in-law? At this time, such an idea flashed in their hearts at the same time.

However, Tang Wanfeng frowned tightly, and did not take the last words of Mrs. Xue to his heart.

After thinking about it for a moment, her frowning eyebrows suddenly loosened, as if she had figured out something, she got up and bowed to Mrs. Xue: "Thank you for the old lady's help. The juniors have important things to do, so let's leave first!"

Mrs. Xue was taken aback for a moment: "Don't you sit down any more? I have asked the next person to prepare a luncheon. How about going after eating?"

Huamanlou also stood up at this time, speaking in a gentle but irrefutable way: "Old lady, our business is really urgent now, and we will have time to harass in the future."

The two of them said so, even if Lu Xiaofeng really wanted to stay for a bite, he couldn't do it anymore, so he also got up and said goodbye.

Mrs. Xue is no longer reluctant, just a few more polite words afterwards: "You might as well take Bing'er together. She has got the true biography of my old man, and I think it can be helpful."

Tang Wanfeng's step out was all of a sudden.

Take that princess sick? I'm going, stop teasing!