Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi attended the banquet of the Duan family together.

The banquet can be said to be extremely ostentatious, and it is resplendent as far as the eye can see.

In the hall, the fragrance of clothes and the shadows of the temples, the staggering of cups and cups, is very lively.

Xia Jingsheng took Sun Wenxi's hand and walked into the hall.

The servants of the Duan family were very attentive to Sun Wenxi: "Young Master Sun, please come this way."

The two were about to walk over, but the servant smiled and said, "Mr. Xia, where is your place?"

Xia Jingsheng looked in the direction of the servant's finger, and the place was actually at a table in the corner.

Before Xia Jingsheng could speak, Sun Wenxi's face darkened: "What do you mean? Jingsheng and I are lovers. You are ranked like that, because you want us to learn from that Cowherd and Weaver Girl, and see each other across the river?"

The servant was terrified when he heard this, and he wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and said with a smile: "Young Master Sun calm down, this is what my master meant."

Sun Wenxi raised his brows coldly, and followed Xia Jingsheng to that remote table regardless of the servants leading the way, and sat down calmly: "I'll just sit here."

The servants did not dare to provoke Sun Wenxi, so they could only retreat in desperation.

Sun Wenxi sat down generously, and gave Xia Jingsheng a piece of taro cake: "It tastes good."

Xia Jingsheng chuckled lightly and said, "Why don't you sit over there? Running over like this willfully, really neglected the beauty."

Sun Wenxi turned his head and saw that Duan Yilian was sitting next to the seat that the Duan family had arranged for him, and he was looking cramped at the moment.

"Is Jing Sheng jealous?" Sun Wenxi laughed, "With Jing Sheng here, everyone else is a vulgar fan."

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the table looked sideways, and Xia Jingsheng laughed: "No one is in shape."

While talking and joking, a slightly old voice suddenly came from behind: "This is Nephew Sun Xian."

Sun Wenxi turned around and saw an old man wearing a black satin jacket and a beard walking slowly with a cane. It was Duan Feng, the old man of the Duan family.

Duan Feng looked at Sun Wenxi, very satisfied with this handsome appearance.

only……

Duan Feng's gaze stayed on the pastry crumbs on Sun Wenxi's lips.

Sun Wenxi saw it, pointed at his own face with a smile, and said to Xia Jingsheng: "But it's stuck?"

Xia Jingsheng understood, and raised his hand to gently wipe his lips: "Okay."

The intimate behavior of the two was particularly eye-catching to Duan Feng, and he coughed heavily.

"Why is my nephew sitting in such a remote place?" Duan Feng asked knowingly.

Sun Wenxi put his arms around Xia Jingsheng's waist: "The servants of your mansion arranged Jingsheng in this remote place, and I can only accompany you. After all, Sun is at home, and he is truly a strict husband."

Duan Feng's face turned pale, his chest heaved for a long time but he couldn't hold back a word, he flicked his sleeves angrily, and left.

Xia Jingsheng didn't hold back his laughter when he saw the person walking away: "You are really..."

Sun Wenxi hugged Xia Jingsheng tightly with a look of begging for praise.

With Sun Wenxi acting like this, everyone knew that Xia Jingsheng was the person he protected on top of his heart, so they didn't dare to neglect him anymore.

Like Duan Feng, those who tried to play tricks on the relationship between men and women gradually died down.

After everyone was seated, today's protagonist also showed up.

Duan Yixiong was wearing a high-end suit, his black hair was oiled, and looked shiny.

Among the three brothers and sisters, Duan Yixiong was born the best, with a square and majestic appearance, and the two crouching silkworm eyebrows are regarded as a blessed appearance, so it is no wonder that Duan Feng favors him.

At this moment, he was holding a wine glass, toasting at the table under Duan Feng's introduction, his words and deeds were respectful and polite, which attracted everyone's praise.

Xia Jingsheng watched and frowned slightly.

From his point of view, Duan Yixiong's face is not a blessing, although the crouching silkworm eyebrows are heroic, they also have a murderous look, and a pair of big eyes also imply a fierce look, which is a restless appearance.

Just as he was thinking, Duan Feng led the people towards this side.

At this moment, Duan Feng still cared about the matter just now, when he introduced Sun Xia and Sun Xia, he said a few words, and he didn't even pay attention.

Duan Yixiong kept staring at Xia Jingsheng with his big eyes, with a look of great interest.

"Brother Xia and I met a few times when we were children. I heard that Brother Xia can read faces?" Duan Yixiong took the initiative to chat with Xia Jingsheng.

"I know a thing or two." Xia Jingsheng replied in a neutral tone.

"I wonder if you can meet me?" Duan Yixiong was very interested, but his eyes were too bright, which made Xia Jingsheng very uncomfortable.

Xia Jingsheng frowned and said, "Looking at the face is fine, but there is a fee according to the rules."

"That's natural, I will definitely not treat brother Xia badly." Duan Yixiong said, and was about to dig out his pocket money.

Xia Jingsheng said, "I'm tired today, let's try another day."

Sun Wenxi took a step forward and stood in front of Xia Jingsheng: "Second Young Master Duan, Jing Sheng's drinking power is not comparable to that of Second Young Master. Please be more considerate."

Duan Yixiong paused, looked at the two in front of him, and said with a cool smile: "The two of you are really affectionate, it's Duan who is being rude."

He spoke abruptly, but his eyes became more unscrupulous.

Sun Wenxi looked at him, and in the blink of an eye, he had fought for three hundred rounds.

"Brother Jingsheng, Brother Wenxi!" The woman's delicate voice came, interrupting the confrontation between the two.

Everyone took a closer look, it was He Kaiqing.

Today, He Kaiqing wore a champagne-colored western dress, with her hair neatly coiled behind her head, with a noble and elegant demeanor.

A flash of surprise flashed in Duan Yixiong's eyes, and he stared at He Kaiqing intently.

Being stared naked/naked/naked like that, He Kaiqing naturally noticed Duan Yixiong, and asked hesitantly, "Who is this?"

"You girl, how long has it been since you don't recognize me?" Duan Yixiong smiled, brows on both sides twitched.

He Kaiqing felt blessed in his heart, and said with a smile, "Second Brother Duan!"

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but you've become more and more youthful." Duan Yixiong's eyes fell on He Kaiqing's collarbone.

There hung an agate necklace, and the eye-catching jewels matched He Kaiqing's skin better than snow.

"I didn't expect that Second Brother Duan's mouth would become so sweet after drinking foreign ink for several years." He Kaiqing teased.

Because Duan Yixiong was favored and urinated lawlessly, in He Kaiqing's impression, Duan Yixiong was like a demon king in chaos.

At this moment, he has become good at talking and flattering girls.

Duan Feng's attitude towards He Kaiqing was completely different from his attitude towards Sun Xia and Sun Xia. When he saw He Kaiqing, his face wrinkled into a smile, and he asked many questions kindly.

Sun Wenxi saw Duan Feng's intentions with just one glance.

"Jingsheng thinks that Duan Yixiong is a woman's lover?" Sun Wenxi and Xia Jingsheng whispered.

Xia Jingsheng shook his head: "Duan Yixiong's face is too fierce, it's the face of torture, not a woman's lover."

Seeing Duan Feng try his best to match He Kaiqing and Duan Yixiong, Sun Wenxi frowned.

He Kaiqing was completely unaware of Duan Feng's thoughts, she and Duan Yixiong were wandering in the Duan family's garden, all the flowers were bleak in winter, only the red plums bloomed in the first frost.

He Kaiqing couldn't put it down to the plum blossoms in the garden, Duan Yixiong said with a smile: "The beautiful scenery and the beauties are really a perfect match."

After all, He Kaiqing was in the heart of her daughter, when Duan Yixiong praised her, her face was flushed red immediately, her face was as bright as that of Hongmei.

Duan Yixiong clapped his palms and said: "In this situation, there is still one thing missing."

"What is it?" He Kaiqing asked innocently with ignorance in his pupils.

Duan Yixiong took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom, covered He Kaiqing's eyes, and said with a smile, "Wait a moment."

He Kaiqing obediently waited in the garden, she was wearing a soft satin cape, leaning on the stone bench, carrying a variety of amorous feelings.

Duan Yixiong watched, his thoughts moved slightly.

He stepped lightly and approached quietly, just as he was about to meet He Kaiqing, the beauty got impatient.

He Kaiqing pulled off the handkerchief from her eyes: "What exactly is it?"

Immediately, her expression became suspicious, and Duan Yixiong stopped in front of her in a strange posture.

"Second Brother Duan?" He Kaiqing stood up, "What's wrong with you?"

Duan Yixiong moved away and pointed behind him: "What do you think is that?"

He Kaiqing took a closer look and saw that it was a Western camera covered in flannelette.

"Where did you get it?!" He Kaiqing was very pleasantly surprised, "You know how to take pictures?"

"Of course." Duan Yixiong gently kissed the back of He Kaiqing's hand like that British gentleman, "I am willing to serve you."

He Kaiqing took off her cloak excitedly, and posed for the cover of plum blossoms.

Duan Yixiong also adjusted the equipment, and when everything was ready, he suddenly heard a shout: "What are you doing?"

He Kaiqing was so frightened that she took two steps back, suddenly her skirt was caught by a thorn on the plum tree, making a cut.

He Kaiqing said distressedly: "My skirt!"

She looked angrily at the person who came, it was Duan Yicai, the eldest son of the Duan family in a long gown.

"Young lady, how can you dress so revealingly in public!" Duan Yicai said with a frown.

"Whatever you do, my father doesn't care about me, why do you care about me!" He Kaiqing's enthusiasm was destroyed, and she said angrily, "You pay me for my skirt!"

Duan Yicai said with a gloomy face, "I'll just pay you."

"You put it bluntly, this skirt is custom-made, not to mention Jiangcheng, even if you look at the world, there is only one dress like this, how can you pay for it?!" He Kaiqing became angry when she saw Duan Yicai's staid and gloomy look.

"I can tell, and I will definitely pay. But you, wrap the cloak first!" Duan Yicai raised his hand, and threw the cloak into He Kaiqing's arms.

He Kaiqing was very angry, she lost her ladylike manner at this moment, and shouted at Duan Yicai: "Old antique! Primitive!".

Duan Yicai paused, but did not speak.

"I'm not wearing this outfit for you to see, so mind your own business!" He Kaiqing let out a sigh of relief, and said all the words she could think of before she finally calmed down.

Duan Yixiong comforted him from the side: "My brother is just like this, he is an antique, he doesn't know how to adapt, doesn't know how to appreciate aesthetics, don't get angry with him, be careful not to get angry with him."

He Kaiqing sized up Duan Yixiong angrily: "You are clearly brothers, you are like one another."

Duan Yat-hung teased her: "May I ask if I am the one in the sky or the one underground?"

In a word, most of the anger in He Kaiqing's heart disappeared.With a reddish face, she tore off her skirt and said softly: "I was just now, wasn't it particularly fierce?"

"It's really fierce." Duan Yixiong nodded.

Seeing He Kaiqing's annoyed expression, Duan Yixiong smiled and said, "However, in my opinion, it's very cute."

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