Rebirth of the Long Night Starlight

Not long after Meng Yanchi touched the pillow, he fell into a sleepless state. After all, he didn’t sleep well last night. No matter how many things he had on his mind, he couldn’t get enough sleepiness. Unexpectedly, the phone rang wildly. When he touched it and picked it up, he heard it A voice said, "Prepare to meet An Lingping with me. I will pick you up at the gate of the Ji family at three o'clock in the afternoon."

"what?!"

"In the afternoon, come with me to see An Lingping."

Feng Yeshu repeated it again, but Meng Yanchi almost jumped out of bed, oh my god, An Lingping? !Isn't that the master? !What exactly is Feng Yeshu thinking!This matter has come to the Great Demon King, what good fruit do I have? "Going to see that Lord?!"

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, at the entrance of the company, don't be late. Dress formally, and go to Mr. Ping's house for afternoon tea."

Feng Yeshu succinctly said everything he had to explain.

Meng Yanchi was completely embarrassed, let alone going to see An Lingping, just talking about the formal clothes, what kind of formal clothes can Meng Yanchi, a second-year child, wear!Even if you go to the audition, you can't wear a suit and tie! "I... don't dress properly."

It's really embarrassing to say this, but Meng Yanchi also knows that if he wants to go to the master's house, he probably won't be able to get enough formal clothes. Is there still time to rush out to find clothes?

Feng Yeshu paused and said, "You come to the company an hour and a half earlier."

The phone hung up just like that, and Meng Yanchi couldn't sleep at all. He checked the time and found that he arrived an hour and a half early, which was 01:30, so he should go out anyway.

When Meng Yanchi went to the garage of Ji's Building, he saw a Porsche parked there. The silver-gray color was not very conspicuous, but at a glance, Meng Yanchi recognized that it was Feng Yeshu's car, and the license plate number was from when he was an assistant. Chosen for him.

The car started and slid to Meng Yanchi's side. Under the car window was Feng Yeshu's face wearing sunglasses, "Get in the car."

Meng Yanchi didn't speak after getting into the car, and didn't know how to speak.Even though he knew Feng Yeshu very well, if he could ask a question suddenly, it would be no wonder Feng Yeshu didn't treat him as a monster and catch him.

But there are advantages to not talking. Feng Yeshu is wearing an off-white shirt today, with the neckline open, and you can see a black leather strap hanging around the neck. The pants are casual, and the overall appearance looks better than before. It looked better when he wore the T-shirt four times. Meng Yanchi regretted that he couldn't take pictures. It would be good if he could take pictures and put them on his phone for a second look.

Feng Yeshu himself was reticent, and even more silent when driving. The car drove very steadily, and arrived at the most famous luxury sales center in the city in a short while.That place is very expensive, and it is one of the gathering places of luxury specialty stores in this city, and because it is very private, many celebrities and upstarts flock to it.

Meng Yanchi made a slight surprise. Although he was used to seeing big names in the circle in his previous life, Feng Yeshu dragged himself to such a place without even thinking about it. He had to let Meng Yanchi think about the money in his dry wallet Money can't afford a shirt.

Sure enough, it was the B family.

Meng Yanchi wanted to cry but had no tears.

Feng Yeshu took over the advertising endorsement of B family this year. As long as he wants, he can wear B family's clothes all year round. Originally, B's clothes except for the windbreaker are not considered men's clothing, but Feng Yeshu can wear them It's very suitable, thanks to Ji's three-year devil special training.

Meng Yanchi looked at his small body, and then looked at the signboard of House B, not to mention whether his 18cm figure, which is 174 years old and not yet fully developed, can match the clothes of House B, but just said the price. I have to go out and cry and come back!

In fact, Feng Yeshu originally wanted to take Meng Yanchi to haute couture, but the time was too short, so he could only find a brand that Mr. An Ling liked and asked Meng Yanchi to get a formal suit. Wearing a formal suit, I was afraid that I would be overwhelmed by Mr. Ping's aura.

Before Meng Yanchi could object, the clerk's eyes glowed green when he saw Feng Yeshu, and he greeted Feng Yeshu.

Feng Yeshu was even more straightforward, leaning directly on the soft leather sofa in the store, raised his eyelids and said, "Find him a suitable suit."

Although Meng Yanchi's face can still be taut, but there are already [-] grass mud horses roaring in his heart, the money in my card is not enough for a full suit! !

What's more, Feng Yeshu's tone... I don't know why it always gave him the illusion that he was taken care of - Meng Yanchi made up his mind that if this was a TV, it would be a tall, rich and handsome man with his own woman or man I walked into the store and said, I got a good set and changed it directly.

Suddenly domineering exposed.

He trembled twice, but before he could think of a worse scenario, the clerk handed him a set of clothes and respectfully invited him to try them on. He looked at his phone, seeing that time was running out, so he took it and put it on.

The price on this label is not too high among the first-tier brands, but it is an astronomical price for Meng Yanchi, who is now poor. After he changed his shirt and trousers and came out, Feng Yeshu raised his head and glanced at him. , nodded.

Because of the hot weather, I didn't really wear a jacket, just a plain white shirt and a pair of slim-fitting trousers.

"Where's the tie?"

The clerk handed it to Feng Yeshu respectfully, and Feng Yeshu asked, "Can you wear a tie?"

Meng Yanchi nodded honestly. After all, he has lived for so long. If he can't even tie a tie, he can really die. He tried hard to recall the way he used to tie a tie, but under Feng Yeshu's gaze, he didn't know why. I became nervous, and the tie tie method I remembered clearly suddenly failed, and even the tie was almost tied into a knot.

Feng Yeshu frowned, untied Yanchi's tie without saying a word, straightened it, and hung it around Meng Yanchi's neck.

Meng Yanchi felt that his face was going to burn, how could this be? !

The tie was dark blue, the blue of the clear sky and night, which softened Feng Yeshu's sharp fingers.His movements are smooth and skilled, sliding over the silk tie, as if caressing a lover's skin, making Cheng Xu feel his throat tightening slightly.

Walking through, knotting, every movement is clean and neat, and when he approaches, he can even feel his slightly cool breath.The last knot was tied so tight that Cheng Xu could feel the touch of his fingers.He was so close, his breath blended together, his long eyelashes hid his dark eyes, that slightly aggressive force not only tied the knot on his tie, but tied his neck tightly like a ribbon. Heart.

Meng Yanchi felt that it was a miracle that he was not burnt out on the spot.

"Let's go."

Feng Yeshu helped him tie his tie and was about to lead him out. Before Meng Yanchi asked if he wanted to pay the bill, Feng Yeshu had already opened the car door and pushed him in.

The car went all the way, and Meng Yanchi was so confused by Feng Yeshu's beauty that he didn't know the so-called head. Only then did he realize that Feng Yeshu is the endorser of the B family this year, and the B family must have an account exclusively for Feng Yeshu to place orders.

What to pay, Feng Yeshu's face is the check!

I was worried all the way about not being able to afford clothes, which was unnecessary at all.I have been an assistant for many years anyway, how could I be so stupid? ! ——This is simply bewildered by Feng Yeshu's beauty.

Bewitched by beauty is a bad thing.

The car was running smoothly all the way. It was close to four o'clock in the afternoon. Meng Yanchi sat in the co-pilot and almost fell asleep, but the formal clothes on his body clearly reminded him that this situation is not suitable for sleeping. I don't know how to react nervously.

"What kind of person is that adult?"

"You'll know it when you see it."

This kind of answer that means no answer almost made Meng Yanchi vomit blood, what does it mean to know it when you see it!If you don't have any mental preparations, aren't you afraid of being crushed to death when you see such a top-notch person?

In the end, he made a detour around an alley, and this was considered to be the end of the land.

Meng Yanchi felt guilty, but he didn't dare to show his face, so he followed Feng Yeshu's footsteps and walked inside.There was a lot of noise outside the alley, and at the end of the walk was a courtyard house with a single family. It can be done.Now that the courtyard houses are protected as cultural heritage, if you want to buy a courtyard house, you have to repair it completely and live comfortably, which is really not something ordinary people can do.

Feng Yeshu stretched out his hand and pushed the door in. When he walked around the courtyard, he saw a person lazily leaning on the imperial concubine's couch, squinting his eyes and smiling at Feng Yeshu, "You're here?"

Feng Yeshu nodded, picked up a stool and sat down, "Mr. Ping, this is Xiao Meng."

Then he said to Meng Yanchi, "This is An Lingping, Mr. Ping."

Only then did Meng Yanchi see the legendary master, An Lingping.

An Lingping dressed very casually, but Meng Yanchi had been an assistant in his previous life for a long time, so he naturally knew that the loose-fitting white silk shirt with half-sleeves rolled up on his body was from a high-end private custom-made shirt. It may be that you need to fly abroad to tailor the clothes to have such a piece.He lazily leaned on the imperial concubine's couch, pointed to the cup on the table, "Have some tea."

An Lingping is very good-looking, but this kind of good-looking is different from the popular good-looking nowadays. He is a typical Danfeng, with extremely fair skin. When he squints and looks at you, he has a rare charm.And the most important thing is that ordinary people are surrounded by Chinese-style furniture and decorations in places like courtyards, which look abrupt. Only he can blend into this place, as if this place was naturally forged for him.

Meng Yanchi took a sip of tea, saluted and said, "Mr. Anling."

An Lingping smiled lazily, "Xiao Meng can follow Yeshu and call me Mr. Ping. The sun is shining today, so I can't help but let people bring out the tables and chairs to drink tea."

He didn't mean to show off at all, and looked at Meng Yanchi peacefully.

Meng Yanchi took a sip of tea and twirled it twice in his mouth. His hometown was a place where tea was produced, and his family background was not bad in his previous life. He had seen good tea before. He could tell that this tea was first-class tea. The sweet fragrance in the mouth has a long aftertaste, "Mr. Ping's tea has orchid fragrance, it is really a first-class tea."

An Lingping pointed to the small snacks on the table, "Isn't tea just for drinking? These snacks are also good, you can try them, it's not just Westerners who drink tea with snacks, we drink tea as well Yes. Xiaomeng, you don’t need to worry about Yeshu, he doesn’t talk in the first place, but tell me, what do you think of Huaichun’s role?”

Meng Yanchi did not expect that he would ask himself so directly, and he was a little dazed for a moment. After thinking for a while, he was embarrassed to say that I think Huai Chun likes Long Yan the most, and "Dragon Knight" is a pink girl at heart. I had no choice but to say a few words, "I think Huai Chun admires Long Yan very much. In the story of "Dragon Knight", he is very dependent on Long Yan, and he loves him very much in his heart."

An Ling nodded without responding, took a piece of pea-yellow snack from the table and swallowed it, motioning Meng Yanchi to continue.

Meng Yanchi put the cup on the huanghuali wood table, and said in his heart, "I think Huai Chun's feelings for Long Yan can be described by more than just love and admiration. Let me say something presumptuous." Yes, his feelings for Long Yan have already surpassed that of brothers, friends and teachers, but... similar to love."