That emperor wants to gay me

Zuo Anming leaned against the threshold, and said in a lazy voice, "Gentleman Feng, your majestic emperor of Nanning Kingdom, is he begging for food with me? Tell me. Are you afraid of shame?" This emperor is so boring that he is moldy.

"Grassman? You? Do you count?" Jun Zifeng gave Zuo Anming a blank look, with a high pitch in his voice.

"That's not true. Although my father became an official in the court, what does it have to do with me? So I am a grassroots.

......".

"Well, there seems to be no problem with the logic." Although he seemed to be muttering, Jun Zifeng looked at Zuo Anming from top to bottom, "Then...how about I treat you to eat? What do you think?"

"Thank you, I don't need it." The words were sonorous, and he resolutely rejected Jun Zifeng's invitation.

"One of the best products in the world, you don't want to go?

....". The first product of the world was opened by brother Fuyi. I can go whenever I want. It's really not rare, and it can't threaten me.

"No, I really appreciate your kindness.

After saying that, Zuo Anming was just about to close the door, unexpectedly, the gentleman had a quick eye, and he got in all of a sudden, otherwise, what happened last time would repeat itself.

Gentleman Feng, who had already sat on the stool, took a sip of tea, and then the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, "Xiao An'er, your skill of rejecting people thousands of miles away is really getting better and better."

"That's not true, and it doesn't matter who you are facing."

Jun Zifeng smiled without saying a word.

"Then why did you refuse my invitation to dinner?"

Casting a blank glance at Gentleman Feng, An Xin walked to the window, and then said: "You don't get rewarded for nothing, and the weasel has no good intentions in giving the chicken New Year's greetings.

..."Little clever ghost, what can I do to you? How dare you spoil me even if it's too late to spoil you? When Zuo Anming turned around, he accidentally saw it from the corner of his eye. , on the jade flute that he hung aside.

I have many thoughts.

Originally, he wanted to treat Jun Zifeng to a meal to express his gratitude to him, but after procrastinating and procrastinating, he procrastinated until

now.

After thinking for a long time, Zuo Anming sat opposite Jun Zifeng, and said: "Come on, isn't it just to treat you to dinner? Can I treat you? Let's go to Tianxia Yipin." Anyway, there is no need to pay, Fuyi brother's restaurant , eat whatever you want.Zuo Anming thought beautifully in his heart.

"Yo? An'er has figured it out?" What the hell is this kid thinking?Could it be...

Looking at Jun Zifeng's eyes, Zuo Anming was full of anger, "Hey, what's your look? Do I look like the kind of person who cheats people?" Well, although I cheated brother Fuyi. ◎

"No, no, An'er thought too much, but couldn't figure out why An'er suddenly wanted to invite me to dinner after she rejected me just now."

"Tch, you've figured it out. You just say you can go or not. There are so many things."

"Go, go, An'er invited me to dinner, of course I will, it's a great honor."

Zuo Anming raised his eyebrows, "Then... let's go?" "Isn't it too early? It's not even noon yet."

"That's right, hey, by the way, how is your shadow guard doing recently?"

"Well, I have found my destiny, that is..."

Zuo Anming added another cup of tea to Jun Zifeng, and then said:

"Things are impermanent, so don't worry too much. As for his martial arts. Otherwise, wait for Brother Fuyi to come back and show him. I still believe in Brother Fuyi's medical skills."

Jun Zifeng was a little melancholy, but he still said: "I hope so."

Zuo Anming looked at Gentleman, and felt a little worried. To be honest, although he didn't like Gentleman, after getting along for so long, he could see that Gentleman is not bad, at most he is a bit shameless. "Okay, you have to trust Brother Fuyi, he... will definitely get better." Zuo Anming continued to comfort Jun Zifeng, although he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

Jun Zifeng raised his head and met Zuo Anming's eyes, which were full of concern for him, and Jun Zifeng felt warm in his heart, "An'er, thank you."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Anming looked a little nervous, his heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, even he was a little dumbfounded - Zuo Anming, what are you doing?What are you shy about?