The male ticket is the lighthouse jellyfish [Live]

"You know him?" Du Feng stuck out his head.

"Maybe." He Shui didn't explain too much, "Is he the one who gave you the Huayuan Pill last time?"

"Yeah." A guess is right, "How do you know?"

He Shui shook his head, "You can guess by moving your toes, how could you have such a good thing."

"Damn it." Du Feng refused to accept, "My mother is also a Taoist priest, and my father is also a dragon clan. How could there be no good things."

He Shui smiled, "As far as I know, your mother is the poorest Taoist priest in the entire continent, she borrowed money everywhere, and everyone who borrowed money was afraid, and she seemed to owe me four water-proof beads hundreds of years ago.

As for your father, even though he belongs to the Shenlong clan, he severed his relationship with the Shenlong clan a long time ago, and even stole the dragon ball, which was listed as a disgrace to the Shenlong clan. There is a reward of [-] Huayuan Pills, and I can get it if you send you back. Hundreds of Huayuan Pills. "

"Ah?" Du Feng's eyes widened, and he felt guilty for a moment, "I am now your Taoist companion, worth more than a hundred Huayuan Pills."

"That's not necessarily the case." He Shui settled the accounts for him, "A Huayuan Pill is about one or two million according to the market price, and one hundred is one or two million, plus the four water-proof beads that your mother owed me." , one is only five or six million, you..."

He Shui looked him up and down, "It's almost worth half a Huayuan Pill."

"Damn!" Du Feng was taken aback, "I'm so cheap?"

In fact, it's not that he's cheap, and those Huayuandan water-avoiding beads are too expensive, each costing 200 million. It's really naive for him to use 2 yuan to repay the favor of others.

"Isn't it?" He Shui sat beside his bed, "Now that there is a lack of aura, these things have a price but no market."

"That's over." Du Feng snorted twice, "I owe him such a big favor, and I can't afford it with my own strength. Forget it, I'll promise it with my body."

"You think beautifully." He Shui gave him a look, "Your mother owes me four water-proof pearls, and the debt is repaid by mother and son. It's only right and proper. You should make a promise to me first."

"I have already promised you with my body." Du Feng blinked, "My debt is yours, you have to pay it for me, and I didn't take the Huayuan Dan at all, I gave you one, and I gave you one. the manager."

He Shui curled his lips into a smile, "Isn't that stupid, this flattery is good."

Du Feng raised his head proudly, "I am a good boy who knows how to repay his kindness."

Pfft, He Shui was amused by him, "This is a good Chinese tradition, we must pass it on."

Du Feng nodded obediently, "Creditor, what delicious food did you bring me?"

He Shui unpacked the things he bought, "There are soup, meat, and fruit. On the way here, I met Sister Lan. She brought you a box of milk and said that you don't have enough brains, just to replenish your brains."

"Liar." Du Feng obviously didn't believe it, "Sister Lan wouldn't talk like that."

Sister Lan is a gentle and kind woman, she is very old and has never had children. She basically treats him like a son, brings him food and drink from time to time, and occasionally helps him. How could she say such a thing.

"Yeah." He Shui picked up a fruit knife and peeled pears for him. Because he didn't know what Du Feng liked to eat, he bought a lot and had everything. "You can't stop your mouth when you eat."

The thing stuffed in Du Feng's mouth was mumbled. Just as he was about to speak, the thing fell out, with saliva sticking to the blanket.

"..."

"You didn't see anything." Du Feng quickly turned He Shui's face away.

But He Shui still saw it, "How big a person is to eat and still leak his mouth, tsk tsk."

Du Feng blushed, quickly wiped the sheets with a paper towel, and threw them into the trash can together with the meat, "Don't be complacent, you will be like this one day."

"I definitely won't." He Shui had already peeled a pear, and then turned to peel an apple.

"Don't cut so much, I can't finish it." Du Feng glanced at it when he was busy.

"Whoever said it was all for you to eat." He Shui looked disgusted, "The starving ghost was reincarnated, and no one snatched it from you, so why eat so fast?"

Du Feng took a breath, and quickly finished the stewed chicken pieces, leaving a bowl of soup base, "I can't finish it."

What He Shui bought was the big black-bone chicken soup, in which a whole black-bone chicken was stewed and cut into many small pieces. I still fished out all the black-bone chicken, and there was only a little soup base left, "Take a rest and continue drinking."

"It's worthless." He Shui also peeled the apple, "I bought it for two people, but you didn't even give me the soup."

Du Feng's face turned red all of a sudden, "Why didn't you say it earlier."

It is served in a bowl, and there is only one chopstick and one spoon. Although the portion is very large, anyone would think that it is eaten by one person.

Du Feng picked up the bowl and drank the remaining soup in a few gulps, "I won't leave any of it for you."

Pfft, He Shui laughed, "You really took it seriously when you were joking."

"..."

The whole IQ was crushed.

"Okay, go to bed after eating, and I will accompany you to meet netizens tomorrow." He Shui cut apples, pears, bananas and other fruits into small pieces, put toothpicks on them, put them on a plate and handed them to him ,"I will go and sleep now."

He took off his clothes, put on his pajamas, and really lay down on the bed with his eyes closed and fell asleep.

"Did you really fall asleep?" Du Feng ate a few pieces of fruit and couldn't eat any more, so he simply lay on the bed and closed his eyes to sleep. However, he slept too much today, and he didn't feel sleepy yet. Take a slow nap before falling asleep.

Fatty came back in the evening and woke him up again. He read the novel in the middle of the night, and ran to support Fatty's novel by the way, and some black people slandered him, saying that the heroine is so pretentious and so on.

Du Feng was so generous that he threw a few thunders to him, and then followed his article to browse under his friend's article, and found that his friend wrote BL novels, and the column was full of BL novels, which is quite famous in Jinjiang , and published a version, the fat man shows it off from time to time.

Du Feng finally couldn't bear it when he saw two or three o'clock, and fell asleep again. This time he woke up late, and no one called him. He almost missed the appointment time with Xiwenjianle.

When the two of them opened their eyes, they found that He Shui was fully dressed, all in black, with a black shirt, a black windbreaker, and a rose in his pocket.

"What time is it, why didn't you call me?" Du Feng looked at the time, and it was ten o'clock. He Shui, the bastard, was well prepared and looked handsome, but his face was not washed, his teeth were not brushed, and his hair was still very messy.

"You slept so soundly, I can't bear to disturb you." He Shui picked up the water glass and took a sip, "It's not too late to wake up now."

Du Feng sat up abruptly. After a night of rest, his back was much better, but his waist was sore and his legs were sore and his body was uncomfortable. His abdomen felt sour and refreshed like he had done a hundred push-ups.

"I feel like I'm going to die." Dragging an injured leg, he quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth with the help of He Shui. After about 10 minutes of tidying up, He Shui took him away in a wheelchair.

The agreed location is on the deck on the first floor, not far away, and the scenery on the deck is just right. A teahouse is open nearby, with a large sun umbrella for shade, and there are a few tables underneath, with a few people sitting in twos and threes.

Du Feng saw two tall and handsome guys at a glance, one of them was also wearing a black windbreaker, with a rose in his pocket, his features were very obvious.

"Here." The emissary seemed to have seen them and waved at them.

This is not the first time Du Feng has seen joy in seeing and hearing, but just having the title of Immortal Envoy still makes him a little nervous.

The fairy envoy was generous, and took the initiative to pull the two of them to sit down in the teahouse, and poured tea and water for them. There was another person sitting next to him. He couldn't see clearly from a distance, but now that he got closer, he realized that he was an acquaintance.

"manager?"

With exquisite facial features and cold eyes, he is not the manager.

"Why are you here?" The manager actually knew the fairy envoy, no wonder he would say something to make him thank the person who gave the elixir, it turned out to be a lobbyist.

"Do you know each other?" The fairy envoy was wearing a black windbreaker, which made him look mature and steady. His pair of slender eyes were especially outstanding, most people like to call them fox eyes.

The manager once said that the fairy envoy is the current patriarch of Qiu Shanhu. Because he revealed the list of immortals, he was called the fairy envoy.

"Work in one place." The manager picked up the tea and took a sip.

Chinese people like to drink tea, especially in ancient times. Friends were judged by tea. Monsters lived a long life. They may have lived for a century, and the habit of drinking tea has also been left over. There are few coffee shops on board, and most of them are tea houses.

"Oh——" The fairy envoy looked at Du Feng with great interest. He was exquisite, and his facial features were soft. It was that kind of stunning beauty that made people's eyes shine.

The Qiushan fox clan is rather peculiar, the higher the cultivation level, the more beautiful they are. As the patriarch, the fairy envoy has a heaven-defying appearance and outstanding temperament.

Du Feng tried his best not to look at it, but he still couldn't avoid the fall.

"Immortal envoy." He Shui's cold voice sounded, successfully attracting Du Feng's attention, "My family Du Feng has bad eyesight, and the charm technique is useless to him."

Du Feng, "..."

Somebody pull him away!

What is bad eyesight, I still can't see who is beautiful?

"Your family?" The fairy envoy raised his eyebrows, his tone inquiring.

"Yes." He Shui took Du Feng's hand, "We are already together."

"Really?" The fairy envoy had a calm expression, "How come Du Feng never said that?"

I clearly said so.

"That may be because the emissary didn't pay attention. Du Feng said in the post that he cooked rice with me yesterday." He Shui smiled like a spring breeze.

I started to pretend again.

Du Feng watched the whole process, feeling like he couldn't get in the conversation, so he simply looked at the menu and ordered two small dishes to try.

This is a teahouse, and the dishes are all cold, like chicken feet, kelp, peanuts and the like.

Du Feng ordered the chicken feet and was just about to eat when he suddenly let out a scream and gasped.

"What's wrong?" the angel asked him concerned.

The corner of Du Feng's mouth twitched, he suppressed his physical discomfort, and waved his hands to say he was fine.

A hand poked out from under the table, touched his indescribable place, and circled along the edge.

He Shui put his hands on it, crossed each other, his face and movements didn't match, and he didn't look obscene at all, as if he wasn't the one who sneaked under the table.

He is wearing loose clothes today, and it is black. As we all know, black makes you look thinner, and no one will know even if he moves.

"Just say it if you're not feeling well. Look at you, you're sweating again." He Shui took out a tissue and gently wiped his sweat with doting eyes.

Damn chicken, kind of get your hands out.