The ex of the scumbag who was dressed as a black heart lotus [Transmigration Book]

When Su Qingchen found Zhou Lang, he was lying on the gazebo in the lotus pond feeding the fish.

Feng Ruoli stood next to him, turned his head to look at the boy's side face, with a warm smile in his eyes.

Occasionally, the boy looked at him with dazzling stars in his eyes.

Su Qingchen hid behind the rockery, watching this dazzling scene coldly.

Zhou Lang trembled for no reason, and glanced behind him.

There is nothing behind.

"Junior brother Lin?" Feng Ruoli glanced at the place where his eyes focused, "What are you looking at?"

Zhou Lang shook his head, "It's nothing. Senior brother, what did you just say?"

Feng Ruoli had no choice but to repeat: "Today there is an annual chrysanthemum viewing conference, I wonder if Junior Brother Lin and Second Junior Brother are interested?"

Chrysanthemum viewing conference?

chrysanthemum……

"puff!"

Zhou Lang laughed.

Bright and beautiful smile.

Feng Ruoli stared blankly for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his brows and eyes were full of doubts.

"Junior Brother Lin? Did I say something wrong?"

Zhou Lang shook his head hastily.

"No, it's my own problem."

Feng Ruoli was even more puzzled.

But how could Zhou Lang explain it to him?

Said that when he heard the word 'chrysanthemum', he couldn't control the yellow thoughts in his head?

One must know that the person in front of him is the whitest, warmest and kindest senior brother in the whole text, how can he be told the yellow meaning of 'chrysanthemum'?

No!

Absolutely not!

After dumping the little yellow waste into the trash can, Zhou Lang pretended to be serious and asked, "I don't know what is the name of this chrysanthemum viewing conference?"

Different from Su Qingchen's baring teeth and claws, at this moment, the young man in front of him is gentle and polite, without the slightest surly and vicious in the rumors.

It's just that there is always some alienation in this politeness.

Feng Ruoli lowered her eyes, remembering the appearance of the boy sleeping soundly in Su Qingchen's arms before leaving.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little lost.

Ignoring this untimely emotion, Feng Ruoli explained: "Every year on this day, gardeners from all over the world will bring their carefully raised chrysanthemums for visitors to watch. A throwing pot will be placed in front of the exhibited chrysanthemums. During the tour, visitors can put Put the wooden stick in your hand into the pitching pot. After the tour, the stewards of the conference will pick out the chrysanthemum with the most number of picks and give it to those who are destined."

The previous part sounded good, but Zhou Lang didn't understand the last sentence.

"Give it to a destined person?" Zhou Lang was puzzled.

Shouldn't it be sold at a high price?Or give the gardener a generous reward.

Feng Ruoli obviously didn't understand the poor ghost Zhou Lang's mind, he just thought he was curious about what a predestined person was.

"The predestined people make decisions for the conference. Sometimes there will be three or four predestined people in a year, and sometimes there will be no predestined person for seven or eight years. There is no specific definition of what a predestined person is. As far as I know, every year I attend the conference. Most of the tourists are there to become this 'destined person'."

Zhou Lang took advantage of the situation and guessed: "So, could it be that this 'fated person' can get some benefits?"

Feng Ruoli confirmed his guess.

"Naturally. If you become such a predestined person, you will be allowed to enter Hanxiang Building and choose a panacea in the building. Hanxiang Building is best at alchemy. If you can get one of them, it will be of great benefit to your cultivation."

Zhou Lang nodded: "It sounds good."

Unexpectedly, Feng Ruoli said: "But..."

He covered his mouth, his eyes flickered: "For predestined people who don't want pills, you can..."

"What else?" Zhou Lang's curiosity was aroused, "Could there be something more attractive than pills?"

The boy's eyes were clear, and Feng Ruoli, who knew the truth, couldn't help but look away.

His face was a little hot, and he said: "If you are destined, you can also choose to spend the night with the owner of Hanxiang Building."

"Ahem! Ahem——" Zhou Lang couldn't catch his breath, coughing chokingly.

Did he hear it right?

Spend the night with the owner of Hanxiang Building!

Owner of Hanxiang Building!

Isn't that the villain, the thousand-year-old snake spirit, the cannon fodder attack!

In the setting, the male snake has a feminine face, and is responsible for the beauty of the whole text, and the support rate of the attack is even higher than that of She Jiu.

When Zhou Lang was reading a book, he also stood on the site of the beautiful snake attack x cold beauty subject cp, and clamored for the author to change the attack more than once in the comment area.

However, although……

The reason why Zhou Lang didn't admit that he was a snake spirit was because the snake spirit had two dicks!

wrong!

and many more!

Chrysanthemum viewing conference?

Spend the night with the owner of Hanxiang Building?

Zhou Lang remembered that the biggest reason why Snake Jing was passed was because Snake Jing had countless males, his jj was not clean, and he was criticized all the way by readers who were screaming for Shuangjie.

so……

Zhou Lang rolled his eyes, didn't this chrysanthemum viewing meeting really fit the yellow trash in his mind?

That is to say, the so-called chrysanthemum appreciation is not literally a tourist appreciation of chrysanthemums, but a "chrysanthemum appreciation" that contains the yellow meaning of the owner of Xianglou.

Feng Ruoli's voice rang in his ears.

"Junior Brother Lin?"

Called back to his thoughts, Zhou Lang immediately covered his face!

Sorry, he's so dirty!

Feng Ruoli asked concerned: "Your complexion is not good, could it be that you are not feeling well?"

Zhou Lang shook his head, a little embarrassed: "Thank you for your concern, senior brother, I'm fine."

Feng Ruoli obviously didn't believe it.But seeing that the young man didn't want to say more, he didn't ask further.

"If Junior Brother is interested in this conference, why not go with Second Junior Brother? I happen to have two extra invitations..."

Zhou Lang shook his head like a rattle.

"No, no, thank you, big brother, for your kindness. I suddenly felt a headache, so I left first."

Before Feng Ruoli could reply, Zhou Lang ran away.

joke.

If he really went with Su Qingchen, what if the other party was targeted by the male snake spirit in advance?

The snake spirit villain is no better than She Jiu, domineering and crazy, and can't understand people's words. If he has the idea of ​​stealing, he, a scum and a weak chicken, will definitely be a pill!

Rushing all the way to the room, before Zhou Lang could catch his breath, he saw Su Qingchen shaking the invitation in his hand.

Unconsciously, he stepped on the thunder: "It just so happens that today is the annual Chrysanthemum Appreciation Conference here, does Xiao Lang want to go?"

Zhou Lang got angry for no reason and exploded.

In order to prevent Hei Xinlian from being favored by the villain snake spirit in advance, he rejected the kind invitation of the elder brother.

It turned out that this person was lucky, he had this bullshit invitation, and he was planning to go!

"I don't want to go, I don't want to go, I don't want to go at all!"

Zhou Lang snatched the invitation from Su Qingchen's hand and tore it hard, trying to tear it into pieces.

Spicy chicken snake essence!

Get back quickly!

Even having two jjs can't change the fact that you are cannon fodder!

It turned out that the invitation was made of something, but it couldn't be torn open!

Zhou Lang was even more angry, and the corners of his eyes turned red with anger.

"I won't go, and you are not allowed to go! Not only not allowed to go now, but also not allowed to go in the future! Never allowed to go!"

After finishing speaking, he used his spiritual power to try to tear open the invitation again.

Seeing this, Su Qingchen said in shock: "Xiao Lang stop!"

Hearing this, Zhou Lang looked at him viciously: "You want to go that much? You even told me to stop!"

There was some unconscious grievance in his tone: "What's so good about someone who is destined? You are not allowed to go!"

Su Qingchen hurriedly held his hand, "It's not Xiaolang, listen..."

The words were only halfway through, when the invitation card that sensed spiritual power emitted a glaring white light.

The next moment, the two were sucked in by the white light.

Before disappearing, Zhou Lang only had time to hear Su Qingchen's helpless words.

"Xiao Lang, there is a one-time portal attached to the invitation card. Once the monk's spiritual power is sensed, the portal will open and send the invitation card holder to join the club."

Zhou Lang: "..."

Damn it!