After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

When Yu Anyi saw Zhaoyu's first face, he couldn't help being stunned, because the latter didn't look like him at all.

Layers of red clothes are piled on the jade-like snow skin, and the facial features are thick and beautiful, and the flamboyant color rushes towards the face, but the drooping black hair and the just right smile on the corners of the lips soften the A bit of determination gives birth to a bit of softness.

Zhaoyu's black eyes were slightly curved, and his voice was also soft, just like the softness of the water village in the south: "Are you Yan Qi's friend?"

After Yu Anyi was in a trance, his complexion became lighter again, and he nodded: "My surname is Yu, fellow Daoist Zhaoyu."

He was ashamed of himself being easily deceived by this beauty, and let go of the heart he had been carrying all the way.

Because, this person can never be Sheng Zhao.

Yu Anyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Xiao Qi has always been fierce, so it's a miracle to be able to walk with Zhaoyu and you."

"I've been bothering Zhaoyu these days for him, so I'm humbled."

The two sentences, which seemed to be greetings and apologies, were actually a declaration of sovereignty. Yu Anyi made the decision for Pei Qiyan, and regarded Zhaoyu as an outsider between the two of them.

He also ridiculed secretly that the meeting between Zhaoyu and Pei Qiyan was just an accident.

Sheng Zhao smiled, raised his eyes and looked at Yu Anyi.

Yu Anyi was sure that Zhaoyu understood what he meant, and made things difficult for him, but he just smiled indifferently and didn't take it to heart.

Zhaoyu's generosity, in Yu Anyi's eyes, was a blatant mockery of his pitifully small belly.

There was less and less expression on his face.

Sheng Zhaowei leaned over, pinched Pei Qiyan's face, and teased, "It's quite fierce."

Pei Qiyan brushed away Sheng Zhao's hand, dissatisfied.

Sheng Zhao coaxed him: "In front of me, she's pretty well-behaved."

Pei Qiyan smiled, satisfied.

Yu Anyi couldn't penetrate the intimacy between their words and conversations, and the smile on Yu Anyi's face became more and more stiff.

Sheng Zhao shook his head, and tapped Pei Qiyan's forehead: "It's agreed to tell me in advance when fellow Daoist Yu will come."

Pei Qiyan: "It was too sudden, so I forgot."

"Fellow Daoist Yu, stop standing outside the door." Sheng Zhao turned sideways, "Come in."

Sheng Zhao turned his face and said softly to Pei Qiyan: "I'll take your fellow Taoist Yu to arrange the dormitory first, and you go to the main hall to get some tea cakes I bought a few days ago and soak them."

Pei Qiyan nodded: "Okay, do you want to get some snacks for brother?"

Sheng Zhao hesitated, he couldn't be too presumptuous in front of the guests, but he finally gave in to his desire: "I want good-looking ones, sweeter ones."

Pei Qiyan smiled helplessly in his heart, and obediently responded.

Yu Anyi was observing this high-rise building. It should be three or four floors high. It is very empty, and it should have moved in not long ago.

It is inlaid with gold and jade all around, and the price is not low.

After Sheng Zhao and Pei Qiyan finished whispering, they hurried forward a few steps, and walked side by side with Yu Anyi: "The first floor is where Yan Qi and I usually eat and entertain guests, but we only treated one guest, Fellow Daoist Yu."

"I heard from Yan Qi that Fellow Daoist Yu will stay for a long time."

Yu Anyi's voice was cold: "Excuse me."

Sheng Zhao smiled: "The second floor is a place for collecting books and playing utensils, the rooms are all on the third floor, and the top is a jade pond."

Yu Anyi asked jokingly: "Zhaoyu is a casual cultivator, how can he afford to rent this class—"

Sheng Zhao interrupted: "It's not renting, it's buying."

"Although I am a casual cultivator, I still have a small amount of savings. Fellow Daoist Yu, don't make wild guesses."

Yu Anyi gritted his teeth: "..."

Yu Anyi took a breath, and casually chose a bedroom on the third floor. After he and Sheng Zhao both entered, he closed the door directly.

Hearing this, Sheng Zhao looked back at Yu Anyi with a flat face, he had expected this calmness for a long time.

Yu Anyi tore off the mask, and the remaining hypocrisy was wiped away, his face sank like water, and malice burst into his eyes.

He was condescending and walked towards Sheng Zhao step by step.

Sheng Zhao smiled: "If you have something to say, you might as well just say it."

Yu Anyi didn't say a word, until he walked in front of Sheng Zhao, Sheng Zhao didn't take a step back, and even looked at Yu Anyi with ease.

Yu Anyi said in a low voice, "He said you are kind-hearted. In the past, he used this word to praise me."

Sheng Zhao raised his eyebrows leisurely: "Yan Qi likes you? Or, do you like Yan Qi?"

"Fellow Daoist Yu is jealous?"

Yu Anyi smiled: "Yan Qi?"

He was aloof, with eyes full of disdain: "Didn't he even tell you his real name?"

Sheng Zhao smiled: "It's just the name, I've always known that he has his own secrets, as long as he doesn't kill people and set fires."

"I just pretend I don't know, and I won't ask."

"Fellow Daoist Yu won't come here to save face." Sheng Zhao chuckled, "I'm afraid you don't know that Xiao Yanqi hugged me and called me mother many times."

"I will really raise him as my son."

Sheng Zhao flicked his sleeves and raised his hand: "Sit."

Seeing that Yu An was easy to ignore, he sat on the beauty's couch by himself.

"You don't have to be afraid that I will compete with you. I'm really happy that you like him." There was a small table on the couch, Sheng Zhao rested his chin, looked up at Yu Anyi, and smiled with curved eyes.

The strength he created in a few words was completely destroyed by this action, revealing a bit of coquettishness, but with dignity.

Yu Anyi's expression was unpredictable, but his heart was complicated.

Because no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't imagine the scene where Pei Qiyan had a shy face, acted coquettishly and yelled "Mother", and even the desire to fight in his heart had dropped a little.

Originally, he didn't care about love words for Pei Qiyan, and he just used them from the beginning to the end.

A useful tool.

Yu Anyi could also tell that Zhaoyu really had no other intentions for Pei Qiyan, otherwise he would not have smiled in his eyes with a sense of relief when he questioned him so smugly.

If Zhaoyu really believed in Pei Qiyan's words, Zhaoyu, who is not bad in wealth and talent, would not be tempted by a down and out demon clan.

Besides, human cultivators and demons are completely different from each other.

This person really adopted Pei Qiyan out of kindness, or just to tease him.

After Yu Anyi thought it over, he restrained his hostility.

He doesn't want to make enemies unless necessary.

Sheng Zhao saw it, and invited again: "Sit."

Yu Anyi accepted this overture, and Shi Shiran sat down.

Yu Anyi: "Since Fellow Daoist Zhaoyu has no intentions, stay away from Yan Qi from now on."

Sheng Zhao tapped the table with his fingers: "Then, wouldn't my fun be much less?"

Yu Anyi narrowed his eyes slightly: "You don't agree?"

Sheng Zhao pursed his lips: "No, if you don't let me play with him, then you can stay with me, otherwise I won't have much fun watching him all day long."

"It's really boring."

"You take me for fun?" Yu Anyi turned cold.

Sheng Zhao sighed softly, "You eat my food and live in my food, and you won't even play with me for a while."

Yu Anyi remained silent, he wanted to save face, and he couldn't let anyone play with him.

Sheng Zhao blinked and smiled, "Would you rather play chess with me than make tea?"

Yu Anyi was stunned, and after a while, he said, "Okay, I agree."

Pei Qiyan opened the door and came in. He was carrying a wooden plate with a pot of tea and a little butterfly pastry on it.

As soon as he came in, he met Sheng Zhao's bright eyes, and it seemed that he was very greedy for dim sum.

Yu Anyi was also a little surprised. Mozun also had a day when he was willing to serve tea and water?

Pei Qiyan walked in: "Why did brother lock the door? I searched for a long time before I found you."

Sheng Zhao repented: "I talked to Fellow Daoist Yu about some things, and I won't do it next time."

Pei Qiyan put the wooden plate on the table without taking out the teapot, and sat on the couch, just beside Sheng Zhao.

He holds a pastry dish in his hand.

Sheng Zhao reached out to take it.

Pei Qiyan picked it up first, and fed it to Sheng Zhao's lips: "Brother, I don't want to eat too much, I'll eat later."

Every move of the two is telling Yu Anyi how close they are.

Yu Anyi was getting angry, and he smiled at Shang Shengzhao's seemingly unintentional sideways glance, trying to reassure Yu Anyi.

The seemingly unintentional eye contact was full of sentimentality, with a meaning that only the two of them understood.

Obviously... Zhaoyu is still making out with Pei Qiyan.

Suddenly, Yu Anyi's heart beat faster for a moment, and he couldn't help being ashamed, saying that he should stay away from Pei Qiyan, and now that he is so close, does this person want to go back on his word?

The next moment, he saw Sheng Zhao turn his face, hold Pei Qiyan's wrist bone, and push that hand with the pastry to Pei Qiyan's own lips.

Sheng Zhao said softly, "You eat too."

After Sheng Zhao finished speaking, he went to get a pastry by himself.

He took the plate and put it in front of Yu Anyi: "Fellow Daoist Yu, try it? I made it myself."

Yu Anyi and Sheng Zhao looked at each other.

Through Zhaoyu's eyes, he heard Zhaoyu talking with his eyes.

I have not regretted it.

Between him and you, I chose you.

Yu Anyi's mouth was dry for a moment, he went to pour a cup of tea inexplicably, and drank it down without fear of it being hot.

After drinking, go to eat that snack.

Pei Qiyan glanced at Sheng Zhao, and then at Yu Anyi. He felt that something was weird, but he couldn't think of a reason.

He even felt a little uncomfortable because he ignored Yu Anyi at first, so he ate the pastry in embarrassment.

This snack touched Zhaoyu's lips, and it tasted better than usual, Pei Qiyan thought.

He didn't even notice that Yu Anyi had been looking at Sheng Zhao without taking his eyes off it.

And Yu Anyi didn't notice that the pastry Pei Qiyan ate touched Zhaoyu's lips.

He didn't even think about why he kept staring at Zhaoyu.

And Sheng Zhao kept his eyes lowered from the beginning to the end, slowly eating his snacks with two wolf-like eyes.

For a while, the surroundings were surprisingly quiet.

Sheng Zhao suddenly raised his eyes to look at Yu Anyi: "How?"

Yu Anyi praised sincerely: "Not bad."

Sheng Zhao smiled.

Yes, hooked.