Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

"When are you going to tell him?"

Feng Tingfei looked at Leng Xun who was standing aside with a calm expression.

Leng Xun shook his head: "I don't know."

Feng Tingfei sighed softly and rubbed his forehead.

"Really... I always have to take care of this and that. It's all because of these useless rules between the sects."

"It's okay, Tingfei." Leng Xun smiled: "Maybe it's better if he doesn't know?"

"You really...always think like this..." Feng Tingfei looked under the eaves, where a young man was polishing his sword in the training ground, and sighed:

"What a great attitude... If it were me, I would have told him as soon as he could remember!"

Leng Xun laughed out loud: "Then I have to ask you when you will find a Taoist partner."

Feng Tingfei raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly: "Why are you in such a hurry? I'm still in my prime and I haven't had enough fun yet."

Feng Tingfei is now about the same age as Leng Xun, over 360 years old. Because of their high level of cultivation, they both still look young and have not aged at all.

Leng Xun's handsome face still looks the same as when he was 20 years old.

Feng Tingfei doesn't care about his image as much as Leng Xun, and looks like Leng Xun's older brother, who is about 25 years older than him.

"Alright, alright." Feng Tingfei waved his hands, jumped down, and said loudly:

"Let's go! Let me take Xiao Xiao Leng to drink some wine!"

Leng Xun also jumped down, helplessly: "He is still a child, he can't drink!"

"Hahaha, what's the big deal? But since you mind so much, how about drinking fruit wine instead?"

Wang Zi looked at Feng Tingfei and Leng Xun coming over, then he put away his sword, stood up, clasped his fists, and greeted them:

"Uncle Feng, Master."

Feng Tingfei reached out and patted Wang Zi on the shoulder, with a smile on his face:

"Xiao Xiao Leng, your polite manner is really similar to your master. You seem too restrained."

Wang Zi's brows relaxed a little, and the coldness disappeared.

"Sometimes, politeness is also a way to make the enemy let down their guard."

"Wow! That makes sense!" Feng Tingfei touched his chin and thought, "I was wondering why I always lose to Leng Xun in martial arts competitions..."

I'll learn this someday? Let the enemy relax their guard...

"You lost to me simply because your cultivation is lower than mine." Leng Xun ruthlessly exposed him with a smile.

Feng Tingfei smiled and snorted, raising his eyebrows: "Too arrogant, one day I will beat you, just wait and see."

Leng Xun nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for the day when you beat me."

Feng Tingfei: "There should be some. I can't possibly lose nine hundred and ninety-nine, right?"

Leng Xun: "That's hard to say."

Wang Zian followed the two quietly and went to the courtyard to eat together.

Although Feng Tingfei talked a lot during the period, Wang Zi didn't think it was noisy.

……

Shen Shi

There should be nothing to do except the small gathering this morning, so Wang Zi returned to his own courtyard.

When he calmed down, he began to study the formation seriously.

The process was tedious and boring, which made Wang Zi sleepy, but for the sake of the mission, he forced himself to hold on.

"Tada ta..." A loud sound of footsteps came from outside the door.

There was no need to guess, he couldn't think of anyone else except Wu Yang who could take such anxious and disorganized steps.

"Brother!!"

Sure enough, Wu Yang pushed open the gate and jumped in the next second.

“Senior Brother!!!” He ran in waving his hands. He seemed to have lost some weight, and his childish face was filled with joy.

"Long time no see, brother!"

Wang Zi stopped what he was doing and looked up at him. Wu Yang blinked and took out an exquisitely wrapped gift box from his storage bag.

Wu Yang held the thing in front of Wang Zi and shouted excitedly: "Happy birthday! I wish you great progress in your cultivation! And you will become more and more handsome!!"

Wang Zi's eyes were filled with a soft light and he reached out to take it.

"Give me?"

Today is Leng Bushian’s birthday, and Wu Yang actually still remembers it. I thought he should have forgotten it after being in seclusion for so long.

And judging from his appearance, he seems to have made a breakthrough.

It is the middle stage of foundation building.

"Of course! I specially asked Senior Sister Bai Qi to buy it for me!" Wu Yang came up to her as if to take credit, smiling.

"Aren't you afraid of Bai Qi?"

Wang Zi said calmly and opened the box.

Inside, there lay an exquisite fiery red sword tassel, with a valuable chicken blood agate hanging on it.

"I am a little scared..." Wu Yang rubbed his head and smiled innocently, "But for my brother, these are nothing."

He looked at Wang Zi expectantly and asked cautiously: "This is what Yan Ting and I raised money to buy. How about it, Senior Brother... do you like it?"

Wang Zi immediately replied: "I like it."

The expression on the young man's handsome face was as calm as water. He reached out and picked up the Fengming sword placed beside him, and started to tie the sword tassel.

This sword tassel has the same color as Fengming, and it looks very beautiful.

Wu Yang watched excitedly from the side, bubbles popping up in his heart.

Wu Yang: I have also made contributions to my senior brother.

Wu Yang: Leng Busian Duwei, whoever wants to pursue me in the future must get past me first!