After wearing a double omega, I am a scumbag [Transmigration Book]

Cui Jue's expression changed, and his eyes dimmed a bit.

There are scattered clothes and trousers on the floor, messy quilt sheets on the bed, cedar and peach blended in the air, but the atmosphere is extremely cold, without the slightest ambiguity before.

Cui Jue looked at An Fengqing's side face, his brows and eyes were stretched, his lips were relaxed, and there was no trace of embarrassment in his emotions. The sentence just now was more natural and comfortable as if he was discussing the weather.

The tip of his heart was stabbed, he pulled the corner of his mouth and forced a smile: "I overstepped."

"It's okay, you won't talk when you get used to it." An Feng glanced lightly, picked up the last tie and hung it around his neck, and walked out while tying it.

There was a "click" on the door, and the only thing left in the room was his smell.

Cui Jue leaned back against the head of the bed, looked around, and suddenly felt that the room was very empty.

He looked at the bedside table again, and there was still half a glass of clear water in the glass that An Fengqing had drunk.

A wide palm grasped the water glass and brought it to his lips.

Early the next morning, Carlos knocked on An Fengqing's door early.

An Fengqing consumed a lot of energy yesterday after eating and drinking, and slept soundly.After rubbing his eyes and opening the door, he was flashed by the radiant Carlos in front of him.

Carlos has suffered from lack of sleep for a long time. Although there are many precious techniques and secret recipes from the royal family to maintain his appearance and energy, the hidden fatigue in his eyes cannot be eliminated.

But today he is very different.

There is a faint shimmer on the skin, as smooth as fine jade.The melancholy silver-gray eyes became radiant, and even the tone of his speech was full of energy.

"I actually slept fifteen hours last night. I haven't slept so much in a month. Feng Qing, thank you so much!"

Carlos held An Fengqing's arm with both hands, so excited that he couldn't hold back.

"I know you are very grateful to me, but let go first..."

An Fengqing's teasing smile suddenly froze on his face, his eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Good morning, Queen."

Carlos was stunned, and after realizing the reaction, he let go of his hands and turned around.

"Mother."

Chu Xi was wearing a white robe, holding smart bean in his left hand, with a meaningful smile on his delicate and beautiful face: "Morning. Are you chatting early in the morning?"

"I have something to tell Feng Qing—"

Carlos's voice stopped abruptly after seeing Chu Xi's suddenly deepening smile, and then he called eagerly: "Mother! Don't misunderstand."

Chu Xi glanced at him innocently: "Did I say anything?"

Seeing An Fengqing's awkward smile, Chu Xi smiled again and said, "Stop talking, let's go down to have breakfast."

The three of them took the elevator to the restaurant downstairs, and after a while Jian Mo and Cui Jue also came down.

The servant brought the steaming dim sum, An Fengqing immediately fell in love with the translucent shrimp dumplings in the steamer, picked one and put it in a bowl to eat slowly.

I don't know if it's because of the small talk when we met in the morning, Chu Xi often chatted with An Fengqing at the dinner table.

He put a cheese bun into Smart Bean's bowl, and asked An Fengqing casually:

"Xiao An likes to eat seafood?"

An Fengqing swallowed the shrimp dumpling in his mouth, nodded with a smile: "I like it."

"Then ask the chefs to cook more seafood for you at noon. Recently, Haishixing just sent over a batch, and they are all the freshest and most delicious."

An Fengqing was flattered: "Thank you."

"Thank you." Chu Xi smiled very kindly, and then asked Carlos, "Go to Koche Grand Canyon today?"

Carlos replied: "Well, the document sent by the Meteorological Department a few days ago said that there will be meteors today, and I will take them there in the evening. Go to the jungle during the day. Although it is summer, it is very cool there."

"You can still have a picnic!" Chu Xi's eyes lit up, "I'll ask someone to prepare tools for you, so don't come back for lunch at noon."

Carlos: "Huh? Have a picnic again?"

Chu Xi glanced at him: "What's wrong with the picnic? You can eat and play at the same time. You didn't know how much you liked it when you were young. When you come to the manor to play, don't stay in the room. You should go out in nature more often. Xiaoan ,dont you agree?"

"Ah? Ah, yes." An Fengqing nodded with a dry smile.

"That's it. Xiaoan doesn't like seafood. I asked the chef to prepare the seafood. You can cook and eat it when you pass. Have fun during the day and watch a shooting star at night. This is a high-quality vacation. "

An Fengqing and Carlos exchanged glances.

The queen must have decided that the two of them were a couple and wanted to bring them together completely.

Cui Jue, who was sitting across from him, had already stopped his chopsticks, his thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, watching the two of them silently.

After breakfast, An Fengqing and the others went to the room to change into light and comfortable clothes. Carlos caught up with Chu Xi and explained seriously that the relationship between An Fengqing and An Fengqing was just friends, and the two had no intention of each other.

"Did I say anything?" Chu Xi looked surprised, "Only the royal family and royal guests can enter the Blue Ice Cave hot spring. It's rare for them to come here, why don't they try it?"

Carlos was dumbfounded.

The queen mother is right, An Fengqing has never been to the Blue Ice Cave Hot Spring, and it is worthwhile for him as a guest to experience it once.

Chu Xi patted his son's shoulder reassuringly, and said, "Okay, okay, I know what you think, so why would I force you?"

Two hours later, the mighty caravan flew into the lush forest from the side gate of the manor.

The royal family's etiquette is thoughtful. The head and tail of the convoy are guards and guard robots. In addition to the suspension car that An Fengqing and four people ride in, there are more than a dozen servants and chefs. Fresh ingredients.

The sky was as blue as washing, and the black convoy was like a flexible snake, driving towards the lake in the middle of the dense forest.

The Manor of Cape Carle, Duke of Mirdad.

You Chen in the guest room was picking up his tie in front of the mirror, seeing a line of convoys appearing far in the sky, his heart beat instantly accelerated.

This suspended convoy flew out from the direction of Combe Manor.

He tidied up his appearance and went downstairs, sat among a group of artists dressed in different styles, chatted a few words along the topic of others, and then pretended to be curious as if nothing had happened: "I just saw a row of convoys above that forest , I thought it must be the royal team? I think it is unlikely."

"How is that impossible?" an early-morning whiskey-drinking writer immediately retorted.

You Chen knew why and asked: "The royal family has not entertained foreign guests recently, so how could it be the royal family's motorcade?"

The writer sneered and said, "Who said that there will be people in the Combe Manor only when entertaining foreign guests? Queen Chu Xi likes to go to the Combe Manor for vacation very much. He is pregnant again recently, and the motorcade is probably his. And recently the prince He has just returned to China, and it is very likely that he will be with him as well."

You Chen was not annoyed, he was still smiling, his emerald green eyes seemed to be washed and cleared: "I see, I don't know about this."

The writer was flattered for a moment, with a look of color on his face, holding his wine glass and continued: "It's more than that. I guess they also want to watch shooting stars at night, maybe we will meet again in the little red house by the canyon Woolen cloth."

The Little Red House is built on the edge of the Koche Grand Canyon. It is not a house in the Royal Kom Manor. Because it is close to the canyon, it can see a very spectacular view.

These artists gathered here just to watch shooting stars in the Little Red House tonight and see if they can inspire their creation.

You Chen pretended to be excited and exclaimed in a low voice: "Well, it would be great if I could see the queen with my own eyes!"

The artists began to discuss royal gossip one after another, You Chen retracted his expression and lowered his eyes, and took a sip of black tea.

It wasn't until An Fengqing saw the lawn by the lake under the suspension car that An Fengqing understood the origin of Carlos's phrase "have a picnic again".

On the shore of a pebble-shaped freshwater lake, there are more than a dozen RVs on the green lawn. There are pots, stoves and grills beside the RVs. Some servants who arrived in advance are already cleaning and cleaning.

The hover car was parked steadily in the open space far away. When the automatic door was opened, the scorching sun at ten o'clock in the morning raged overhead, but the air was filled with a faint coolness like opening a refrigerator door.

An Fengqing raised his eyebrows: "Why is it so cool?"

Carlos explained: "The water in the lake flows out of the blue ice cave, and the temperature naturally drops."

The natural coolness is refreshing without any burden, An Fengqing immediately fell in love with this place, looking at those RVs and busy servants, he asked again: "Then what are we doing now?"

Carlos stretched out his palm: "Rock paper scissors, whoever loses cooks."

"Cooking?" An Fengqing's smile froze, "Didn't you bring a chef?"

It's too hard to cook for yourself when you come out to play!

Carlos: "You can only cook by yourself here. This is the rule set by my mother. He said that he was served every day in the palace, and it was the same when he came to the manor. It was hard to go out for a picnic and someone would take care of it. It's too boring."

An Fengqing: ...

Jane Mo: ...

Cui Jue: ...

Is this the loneliness and boredom of the superior?

The four looked at the busy chef and servants. The chef was just checking the freshness of the ingredients, and the servants were just laying out picnic mats and cleaning the bowls.

Indeed no one was preparing to cook.

The queen's order is bigger than the prince's. If the four of them don't cook, they will be hungry at noon and night today.

Jian Mo coughed lightly, and raised his hand first: "I have no objection to cooking, but I've never done it before, so can I eat..."

Carlos also touched his nose, and looked at An Fengqing with an embarrassed expression: "I'm a culinary idiot, after so many picnics with my mother, the dishes I know now are cooking rice, noodles, and dumplings... ..."

The temple was throbbing and painful, An Fengqing pressed it hard, and said, "You two, let's fight."

He turned his head to look at Cui Jue again, without any hope in his heart.

Cui Jue rolled up the cuffs of his black shirt: "I'll help you."

"Are you sure?" An Fengqing asked.

Cui Jue answered his question with sliced ​​potatoes as thin as a cicada's wing.

Carlos and Jian Mo sat on the ponytail and gave him thumbs up in unison.

An Fengqing was very surprised, but when he thought about the plot of the original book, he could guess everything.Cui Jue is so proficient in culinary skills, he should have practiced in the Duke Mirdad's residence before.

The four of them discussed, and in order to relieve An Fengqing's pressure, they set today's menu as barbecue.

An Fengqing and Cui Jue are in charge of chopping and roasting vegetables, while Jian Mo and Carlos are responsible for a series of chores such as lighting a fire and skewering skewers. The two chefs must be allowed to play well.

Cui Jue was sitting in a wheelchair, chopping vegetables on the folded wooden table. An Fengqing took a few bowls and was mixing the barbecue sauce, and asked, "Can you eat spicy food?"

"can."

"can."

"..."

Before hearing the third answer, the sound of cutting vegetables also stopped, An Fengqing tilted his head, and saw Cui Jue's tightly pursed lips.

Cui Jue: "I can't eat."

An Fengqing curled his lips: "Eating barbecue without spicy food is like going to the beach without going into the water."

That being said, he still made a bowl of non-spicy seasoning for Cui Jue alone.

The cool breeze by the lake was pleasant, the servants and chefs all retreated to the side after they were ready, and the four men gathered around the small wooden table, which really felt a sense of leisure and ease away from the world.

The four of them chatted one after another, and they asked why An Fengqing could cook.

The original owner doesn't know how to cook, An Fengqing vaguely used the excuse of "watching a lot of food live broadcasts", Carlos didn't ask him any more, but asked Cui Jue:

"You are very proficient in cutting every dish, have you practiced it?"

Cui Jue stopped prying the oyster shell, and replied calmly: "I'm not picky eaters, I eat whatever I have, so I can do a little bit of everything."

An Fengqing's mind suddenly moved.

It is said that he is not picky eaters, but I am afraid that there is no chance of picky eaters.When Cui Jue was young, he lived under the same roof with his father and stepmother who didn't love him. It is estimated that the servants in the Duke's mansion also gave him a lot of face.

The four moved very quickly, and within a short while, they had skewered [-] skewers. Jian Mo and Carlos lit the charcoal fire, and all the skewered vegetables, meat and seafood were put on the grill.

The grill is very big and high, which is very inconvenient for Cui Jue who is in a wheelchair.

But none of the other three suggested letting him go to rest, because from yesterday's horse riding incident, it can be seen that what Cui Jue wants is to be treated indiscriminately rather than pity.

Cui Jue held the handle with his left hand and struggled to get up, which surprised An Fengqing and the others.

An Fengqing flipped the skewers and asked, "Why are you standing up? Just sit down."

"I have to stand still, or my muscles will shrink." After Cui Jue said this, he held the handle with one hand and helped An Fengqing flip the skewers with one hand.

Is it because of muscle atrophy, or because of self-esteem?

An Fengqing looked at the meat skewers gradually oozing delicious juice, and suddenly became curious about Cui Jue's thoughts.

Cui Jue stood on the other side of the grill, his legs under the black cotton trousers looked no different from normal people, but An Fengqing noticed a difference after a few more glances.

Cui Jue's body was trembling slightly.

The trembling started from the left foot, and even the cane held in the left hand was also trembling.But Cui Jue is trying his best to restrain himself, which can be seen from the tight line of his right arm.

An Fengqing looked up, and saw Cui Jue's temples, which were getting darker and brighter because of being wet with sweat, and also saw the other's lips that were almost bloodless.

People really want to save face and suffer.

An Fengqing complained secretly, took two tissues from the wooden table and handed them over.

There was doubt in those dark black eyes.

"Wipe off your sweat," An Fengqing said maliciously, "Don't pollute the skewers."

A small cluster of flames seemed to be ignited in the black eyes, and the corners of Cui Jue's lips curled up relaxedly: "Thank you."

It was just handing over a tissue, but An Fengqing suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of guilt, and stopped talking to Cui Jue.

Cui Jue in Yu Guangli seasoned the skewers with salt and pepper, instead of the seasonings that An Fengqing had prepared in advance.An Fengqing took the dinner plate to hold the grilled skewers, seeing Cui Jue handing over a bunch of shrimps, he moved the plate over to let him put it.

But the string of shrimp was suspended in mid-air.

Cui Jue passed the handle of the skewer to An Fengqing's hand, and said in a low voice, "Taste it first, it's my own flavor."

The string of shrimps was orange-red and white, exuding a spicy and tempting smell, which successfully aroused the glutton in An Fengqing's stomach.He took it without much hesitation and took a bite, almost losing his tongue.

The shrimps are chewy and chewy. The freshness and sweetness of the seafood and the spiciness of the seasoning are perfectly blended. Before An Fengqing could taste it carefully, he felt the shrimps slipping into his throat.

It's so delicious!

An Fengqing licked his lips reluctantly after eating the remaining two shrimps: "It's delicious, it's even more delicious than what I made."

"It's good if it's delicious. I'll bake it for you. This sauce is best eaten with seafood."

Cui Jue's cheeks were a little reddish, maybe it was because of embarrassment or being roasted by charcoal fire.An Fengqing gave a "hmm", and handed the dinner plate in his hand to Jian Mo and Carlos. Hearing the exclamation and praise of those two people, he didn't feel any nostalgia in his heart.

Or Cui Jue baked better, what face do you want in front of delicious food?

Barbecue is inseparable from wine, Carlos picked a bottle of light and sweet fruit wine, and poured a glass for each of them.

An Fengqing held the wine glass in his left hand, turned over the skewers with his right hand, and from time to time ate a skewer of grilled squid or shrimp with Cui Jue's hands, his eyes almost narrowed due to the beauty.

When more than a dozen white, tender and plump oysters were put on the grill, his eyes couldn't be separated even more.

Cui Jue changed a few more spices, and there was a strange scent on the grill. The spicy scent was slightly sour, and when paired with the fresh seafood in the oysters, there was no fishy smell but a fragrance.

An Fengqing looked at the transparent juice bubbling from the oyster shell, swallowed several times in succession, and talked to Cui Jue in order to divert attention:

"This spice smells different from shrimp."

The ghost knows how Cui Jue prepares it. It is obviously those spices and seasonings, but Cui Jue can combine a few of them into a strange delicacy.

Cui Jue stared at the surface of the oyster, his brows furrowed subconsciously because of his intentions: "It's different, more garlic, chopped basil and lemon juice are added in it, which can enrich the taste of the oyster."

An Fengqing became even more greedy, and urged: "Is it baked?"

"This is ready." Cui Jue picked up a grilled oyster with a tong, and put it on An Fengqing's dinner plate.

"It's hot, be careful."

An Fengqing blew several mouthfuls indiscriminately, and impatiently sucked it into his mouth. The slightly sour and spicy juice entered his mouth together with the tender and refreshing oysters. As soon as An Fengqing smacked it——

"Bah!" An Fengqing spat the oysters into the plate, his small face wrinkled into a roasted eggplant, "Ugh, this one is bad!"

A few tissues were pressed against his mouth, Cui Jue said in a deep voice, "Hurry up and spit on the tissues."

An Fengqing did so, and after the peculiar smell in his mouth dissipated, he realized that the two people's actions were a little ambiguous, and he also saw the slight surprise on the faces of Carlos and Jian Mo.

Jian Mo handed over a bottle of water and resolved the awkward atmosphere: "Hurry up and rinse your mouth."

An Fengqing rinsed his mouth again and again, the smell of bad oysters was completely gone, but a thought in his mind became clearer.

Cui Jue acted so naturally just now, shouldn't he think that their relationship will be different after they have done it?

An Fengqing thought about it, he seemed to be very pleasant, praised Cui Jue's delicious baked goods, and even wiped Cui Jue's sweat with paper towels...

Frowning, he tossed the empty water bottle canopy into the trash and went back to the grill.

Cui Jue picked up another grilled oyster for him.

An Fengqing looked at the plate handed in front of him, looked at the white and tender oysters that kept yelling "Eat me quickly", felt ruthless in his heart, and replied coldly: "Don't eat it, it's so disgusting."

The shallow curvature of Cui Jue's mouth disappeared instantly.

But in the next second, he softly persuaded as if he didn't hear it: "I've smelled this before, it's very fresh and not bad."

Having said that, don't you back down?

An Fengqing felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart, and his tone became more aggressive: "I said I don't want to eat it. I don't even want to eat seafood today."

The temperature dropped to zero degrees.

Carlos and Jian Mo, who were still drinking and chatting quietly, also fell silent.

The dinner plate hanging in front of An Fengqing was put away, An Fengqing lowered his eyes, the mess in his chest made him feel flustered, and a hand behind him patted his shoulder.

It's Jane Mo.

"Fengqing must be suffering. If you don't eat, you won't eat. You all go sit and rest for a while, and the two of us will help."

An Fengqing saw the cane moving forward, so he turned his head and walked towards the small wooden table.

After a while, Cui Jue's wheelchair drove over and stopped opposite the wooden table, not facing him.

An Fengqing picked up the wine glass and drank half of it, when he heard a soft "I'm sorry" from the opposite side.

He almost choked on the drink.

Is Cui Jue crazy or a masochist?After he said that, Cui Jue apologized to him instead?

An Fengqing couldn't pretend anymore, he sighed: "It has nothing to do with you, it's because I'm irritable and my tone is not very good."

"I still didn't choose well, and I was negligent when I thought about chatting."

As if to relieve embarrassment, Cui Jue smiled and said, "If you want to eat, I'll bake it for you again."

An Fengqing has never seen Cui Jue smile.

From the very beginning when they met, Cui Jue was always so angry that his head was about to smoke.Later, Cui Jue suddenly changed his attitude because of excessive brain supplementation. Either he kept admitting his mistakes bitterly, or he couldn't see his emotions like wearing an iron mask.

But now Cui Jue has a flattering smile on his face.

An Fengqing looked at Cui Jue for a few moments, then suddenly said: "You said you can't eat spicy food?"

Cui Jue: "Yes. What's wrong?"

An Feng listed his chin in his hand and stared at his face, slowly said: "If I let you eat, will you eat?"

Cui Jue sat on the wheelchair with his hands folded, because he was dressed in black with a serious aura around his body, but there was still a slight smile on his lips.

He glanced at the grilled skewers sprinkled with chili powder on the dinner plate on the table, and stretched out his right hand to pick up a skewer.

The skewers are red because of the chili powder, and you can imagine how spicy it will be after the entrance and exit.

For people who can't take spicy food, even a little bit of it can be overwhelming.

The tip of the tongue will be numb, the lips will be red and swollen quickly, the burning sensation will stay between the lips and teeth for a long time, and even the stomach will be so hot that it hurts.

An Fengqing was waiting for Cui Jue to refuse.

Cui Jue didn't need to force himself.

But he saw Cui Jue bit off a piece of meat, chewed it a few times and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Cough, cough, cough!!!" An earth-shattering cough followed.

Cui Jue's face was like a red-hot iron, he covered his chest and coughed desperately, as if he wanted to cough up his lungs.An Fengqing was stunned by his operation for a few seconds, and poured water for him in a hurry after recovering.

After pouring a few cups of water into it, Cui Jue's face softened a bit, but his lips were red and swollen from the heat. Instead of his usual high-cold and domineering style, he had a more honest and cute temperament.

An Fengqing almost wanted to yell at him, but after thinking about it, he felt even more guilty, so he took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, and said, "I was just talking."

"I know."

"Know that you still eat?!"

"That way you'll calm down."

An Fengqing: "..."

From a certain point of view, Cui Jue was right.

He is not angry now.

He was shocked by Cui Jue's brain circuit which is different from ordinary people.

He even had an idea that if he had asked Cui Jue to hold his hand with a knife just now, Cui Jue might have followed suit.

Just to keep him from getting angry?

An Fengqing suddenly thought of a plot in the original book, where Cui Jue made You Chen angry.At that time, the two were already together, and You Chen gave Cui Jue a cold look at him because Cui Jue interfered with him not allowing him to shoot naked intimate scenes, and he didn't go home for ten days and a half months, and hung up immediately when he received Cui Jue's call .

In the original book, Cui Jue was treated like this. Not only did he not get angry, but he delivered a dining car to the film crew every day, bought various gifts for You Chen, and finally gave him a mansion in the capital star at You Chen's request. This thing is completely overturned.

Moreover, You Chen finally filmed a nude intimate scene.

When An Fengqing saw this plot, he thought the author wanted to show how deep Cui Jue's love for You Chen was, and how much he was willing to compromise for him.

But now it seems that Cui Jue is enduring his own feelings, even hurting himself, just to get forgiveness from the other party.

This is Cui Jue's personality problem, right? !

An Fengqing couldn't understand it at all.

He was in a daze when Jian Mo and Carlos came back with a lot of skewers.

The two sat down with the smell of smoke, Carlos glanced at Jian Mo, who immediately said knowingly: "No more roasting, let's eat and rest."

An Fengqing gave a absent-minded "um", picked up the skewers and ate them one after another, and drank a few glasses of wine when he was thirsty, as if he was in a state of being bored.

But he simply couldn't understand Cui Jue's psychology.

Cui Jue didn't speak, Carlos and Jian Mo talked about the development prospects of the technology industry, and said that Carlos should be allowed to promote the Bishui live broadcast today, but the plan to stir up the atmosphere finally failed.

The breeze brushed gently across the cheeks, and the larks and orioles in the dense forest called one after another, and there was a strange silence between the four of them.

An Fengqing suddenly drank the fruit wine in the glass, put the glass on the table, and suggested: "Let's play a game when you're full."

The other three cast their gazes.

Jian Mo: "What game?"

An Fengqing: "Truth or Dare."

Cui Jue:?

Jian Mo:?

Carlos:?

"You haven't heard of it?" An Fengqing had no choice but to explain the rules of the game. Seeing that the three of them nodded to show that they understood, he began to spin the bottle.

The transparent wine bottle spun around on the wooden table several times, and finally the mouth of the bottle met Jian Mo.

Jian Mo: "I choose the truth."

An Fengqing knew him well, and was not interested in his truth at all.But Jian Mo kept signaling to him, so An Fengqing had no choice but to speak first: "You..."

Seeing Jian Mo pointing at Carlos with his eyes, he felt calm and happy in his heart, and blurted out: "What is the name of the person you like?"

Jian Mo's expression seemed to be choked, the roots of his ears turned red quickly, and he gave An Fengqing a hard look.

Jian Mo: What kind of lousy question are you asking!

An Fengqing:? ? ?Didn't you wink at me?

The flirting between the two has become another meaning in the eyes of the other two.

Carlos rested his chin, looked back and forth between the two, and the corners of his mouth were so tight that there was no arc.Cui Jue's eyes darkened, and he interrupted the two of them suddenly: "What's Jian Mo's answer?"

Jian Mo glanced at Carlos who was looking worried, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes: "It's Carlos."

Carlos sat up straight in an instant, his silver-gray eyes widened, and he spoke incoherently in astonishment: "You...I..."

"I'm done answering." Jian Mo looked at An Fengqing who was directly in front of him, instead of looking at Carlos, "It's time for me to turn now."

For the second time, the mouth of the bottle was transferred to Cui Jue.

Cui Jue's expression was softer than before, and he said, "I also choose the truth."

An Fengqing's eyes lit up, he hurriedly winked at his good friend, and pushed the plate of spicy skewers that Cui Jue had eaten in front of Jian Mo.

But Jian Mo didn't answer his signal, leaned on his glasses and pondered for a moment, then asked:

"Is the person you like named You Chen?"

An Fengqing was stunned.

What the hell is this?

"No." Cui Jue immediately finished answering, and then pressed his right hand on the wine bottle.

This time, the mouth of the wine bottle pointed directly at An Fengqing.

An Fengqing looked straight into Cui Jue's black eyes.

Those eyes are as dark as a deep pool, just looking at them makes people feel that they will be drowned by the things hidden in them.

An Fengqing was timid.

He might not be able to afford those things, nor might he be able to handle them with confidence like Jian Mo.

"I choose Big Adventure," he said.

He saw that the light in his black eyes dimmed, Cui Jue was still smiling, his smile was very gentle, but An Fengqing's heart was pricked like a silver needle.

A glass of clear water was brought to him.

Cui Jue said: "The big adventure is to drink this glass of water."

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating.

No, it should be said that water is not intoxicating, everyone is drunk.

After An Fengqing drank the glass of water, he felt dizzy, as if he was floating on the thick quilt-like stratocumulus clouds.He was helped into the RV by Jian Mo, and he closed his eyes in a daze.

He didn't know what dream he had, but when he woke up again, he felt his head was swollen and painful.

He pushed open the door of the RV, and there was already a rose-colored sunset in the sky, and the dreamy color deepened layer by layer towards the horizon, and the last layer was as red as fire.

Carlos and Jian Mo were lying side by side on the lawn in front of the RV, and raised their heads at the same time when they heard the sound.

Carlos smiled brightly: "You're awake! I was just about to wake you up, and we're about to go."

An Fengqing walked to the side of the two, and saw two hands clasped tightly.

The rosy sunset glow ran over Jian Mo's face.

An Fengqing smiled teasingly, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the little red house next to the canyon. Let's watch the sunset and wait for the meteor shower at night." Carlos held Jian Mo's hand and did not let go.

Only then did An Fengqing know that the red roofs he saw yesterday morning were called Little Red Houses, which were specially for the royal family and nobles to enjoy the scenery of the canyon.

Cui Jue also came out of the RV. An Fengqing didn't turn his head after hearing the movement, and asked Carlos, "Will it be inconvenient if someone else is here later?"

He was referring to the identity of the prince and the appearance of the three of them.

"No," Carlos held Jian Mo's hand and stood up, "Every room in the Little Red House is for enjoying the scenery independently, so we won't meet them if we go there first."

The guards and escort robots were in place, and the four of them got on the suspension vehicle and followed the convoy to the Little Red House next to the Koche Grand Canyon.

"I have brought guards, but we still have to pay attention to safety. Later, I will share a room with Jian Mo, and you will share a room with Cui Jue, is that okay?"

Carlos couldn't figure out why Jian Mo asked himself to make such a proposal.

An Fengqing sat on the passenger seat and replied lightly: "No problem."

Cui Jue nodded: "I'm fine too."

Half an hour later, they landed in front of the little red house on the edge of the Koche Grand Canyon.

There are a total of ten Little Red Houses, of which the five rooms in the front row are exclusive to the royal family, and the five rooms in the back row are common to noble families.

Even so, the aristocrats still regard coming to the Keche Grand Canyon as a status symbol, and some aristocrats will bring their daughters and sons here, hoping that they will have a thrilling encounter with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

But if Carlos didn't tell, An Fengqing and Cui Jue didn't know.

The guard robot checked the two small red houses on the far left of the first row and confirmed that everything was safe.After the servant cleaned the house thoroughly, he hid in the dense forest with the guards and the guard robots.

The watermelon-flavored candy-like sunset has only a small tip left. The red sunset glow and the colorful rocks below the canyon form a thick and colorful oil painting, which is so beautiful that it makes people enchanted.

All four of them remained silent, watching quietly as the last bit of the setting sun disappeared, the sky was replaced by a blue night, and a few dazzling stars could not wait to take the lead.

"The meteor shower should be at nine o'clock in the evening, go to the little red room to rest first." Carlos suggested.

Entering the little red room means that the two of you are alone, and you have to face Cui Jue face to face. An Fengqing was afraid that Cui Jue's brain would go awry and he would do or say something, so he said something in the warm wind: " I'll take a look here first, you go in first."

Carlos and Jian Mo reminded him to pay attention to safety, and then there were distant footsteps behind him.

Soon, the wheelchair also drove over the rocky surface, making a creaking sound.

An Fengqing emptied his mind, watched the darkness that belonged to the night deepen little by little, and finally turned back to the house when he couldn't bear it any longer.

The small red house looks like a wooden structure, but it is actually made of a new type of polymer material, which is fireproof, bulletproof, and laser gun resistant. It can also control sound insulation and transparency.

The air in the room is cool and comfortable, and the cedar-flavored pheromone belonging to Cui Jue is faintly diffused, which goes well with the red-roofed cabin.

Cui Jue sat on the left side of the sofa, and when he saw An Fengqing enter the door, he cast his gaze over.

An Fengqing sat down on the right side with a normal expression, clicked on Zhinao and opened the Meteorite Xiaoxiaole.

"Wow! So beautiful!"

"This time I really got the honor of the Duke, you must help us convey our thanks."

……

……

There was a sudden noise outside, An Cui and the two looked at each other, and An Fengqing used the remote control to increase the transparency.

There was a suspended bus directly in front of the hut, and more than [-] people crowded in front of the bus, and they all turned on their smart brain screens to take pictures and videos.

An Fengqing asked, "Who are these people?"

"It should be someone from a noble family who brought guests over—"

Cui Jue's voice of explaining for An Fengqing stopped abruptly, and his eyes fixed on a certain place in the crowd.

An Fengqing also saw it.

In the center of the crowd was You Chen in a white dress.

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