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Cheng Dieyi indifferently picked up the wine glass and drank it down.He didn't drink often, and he didn't have much chance to drink, but he just wanted to drink something, and he knew he was losing his composure.

Mo Zhanfeng could feel that there was something wrong with Cheng Dieyi, and the man had a smile on his face, faintly, as if he was suffering.He doesn't like him like this, he likes his goofy smile instead of the worried one he is now.

"Butterfly clothes..."

"Huh?" Cheng Dieyi looked at Mo Zhanfeng blankly.

Cheng Dieyi's big eyes had a trace of water vapor, looking at him hazily, Mo Zhanfeng was shocked, and suddenly thought of the word "cute" that his little sister Mo Ruoshui yelled at the computer every day.

Mo Zhanfeng subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe away the moisture from the corner of the man's eyes.Cheng Dieyi only felt a heat on his face, he opened his eyes wide to look at Mo Zhanfeng's outstretched hand, and then looked at the man's face which was still indifferent, as if it was only natural to do so.

"I……"

"Didn't it make me cry?"

Just as Cheng Dieyi was about to explain, he heard the man's cynical tone and winked at him recklessly.

Did Mo Ruoshui think that her eldest brother, who has been paralyzed for thousands of years, will also try his best to coax people one day? !Probably clapping hands and yelling "retribution" or something.

"You...you are laughing at me!" Cheng Dieyi Xu just drank too much wine, a blush appeared on his fair face.

Mo Zhanfeng felt a little dazzled, why is the person in front of him with slightly pursed lips so cute?Subconsciously wanted to tease him: "I will feel bad if I lose my eyes from crying."

"Blind...nonsense!" Cheng Dieyi's face turned red all of a sudden, and most of the wine was sober. This person always has a way to cheer himself up, and is always so gentle like the spring breeze. The self-pity and self-serving just now It is not so clear.

"Junior brother!" A man's voice suddenly broke in, not as thick as ordinary men, but round and sonorous.

Cheng Dieyi was shocked!brother? !

Is this Duan Xiaolou?Mo Zhanfeng looked up at the owner of the voice.

The man was more than 1.8 meters tall, tall and straight, and looked tough, with a slightly red face, he must have been drinking.

Mo Zhanfeng thought about seeing Duan Xiaolou countless times, but he never thought that he would be so indifferent.

Cheng Dieyi stood up, pulled his senior brother over, and introduced to Mo Zhanfeng: "This is my senior brother, Duan Xiaolou."

Of course I know it's your brother!Mo Zhanfeng didn't dare to say it, he just smiled: "Boss Duan."

Duan Xiaolou saw someone suspected to be his junior from a long distance, but he never dared to recognize him. He didn't think his junior was someone who would come here.But he looked more and more like him, just about to walk in to take a look, but saw that strange man reached out and touched his junior brother's face!His mind "boomed", and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"I don't know what to call this gentleman?" Duan Xiaolou pulled Cheng Dieyi and brought it to him, and his overly polite words completely classified Mo Zhanfeng as a stranger.

Cheng Dieyi didn't mind, subconsciously broke away from Duan Xiaolou's hand, and said with a smile: "This is Mr. Mo, we will have to rely on this gentleman in the future."

"Oh?" Duan Xiaolou sat down on his own, "Then I want to hear Mr. Mo's opinion?"

In fact, Duan Xiaolou didn't go to school for a few days, but he heard about this set of cuts in the streets, and for some reason, when he saw this "Mr. Mo", he had a feeling of being scrutinized, which made him annoyed.

"I don't have any high opinions, but I just invite you two to appear on the stage, you don't have to worry about it."

Duan Xiaolou looked at Mo Zhanfeng's indifferent face, and suddenly felt it was very dazzling. That person always had a face that was neither salty nor indifferent, as if nothing could catch his eyes, even though the person's words and deeds did not show any Although his son was contemptuous of him, but that person's indifferent attitude reminded him at any time that he was not the same kind of person as him.

"Why is Mr. Mo so polite?" Cheng Dieyi interrupted, and the senior brother came out. He didn't dare to call Mo Zhanfeng's name anymore. He felt that this kind of conversation made him slightly uncomfortable, as if that person far away from him.

After that, Cheng Dieyi turned his head to Duan Xiaolou again and said, "Xiaolou, that's why I came to you. Master told me to find you back. I'm afraid Master will blame me for going late."

As soon as these words came out, some people were really surprised and some people were sad.Mo Zhanfeng let out a sigh of relief, it turned out that Master Guan asked him to come.And Duan Xiaolou felt a little sick in his heart, he wanted to grab Cheng Dieyi and ask, if the master didn't ask you to come, wouldn't you come?He remembered that his junior brother was not like this before, and he had never seen him get close to that person. What is the origin of this Mo Zhanfeng?

"It's getting late, Mr. Mo, let's leave now! Dieyi, let's go." Duan Xiaolou stood up, and he vaguely sensed that the strange man in front of him was examining him and watching him with a kind of gaze, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"I'm afraid it won't work, Boss Duan." Mo Zhanfeng said unhurriedly, "Dieyi can't go back with you."

Duan Xiaolou was obviously shocked when he heard the word "Dieyi". He knew that the master in front of him was a noble master no matter how ignorant he was, when did Dieyi get so familiar with him?

"I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Boss Cheng for a while. I don't know if Boss Cheng will reward you or not?" Mo Zhanfeng raised the corners of his lips and smiled lightly. He looked at Cheng Dieyi with a burning gaze, just like the one just now. The sound of "dieyi" is not the same as what he shouted.

Cheng Dieyi suddenly felt hot on his face, and replied stammeringly: "I... well..."

Mo Zhanfeng was overjoyed, his face was still habitually expressionless, and he said: "Then please tell Boss Duan to go back and inform Master Guan, and tell him that I left Boss Cheng here, and tell him not to be impatient. At that time, I will send him back properly."

Duan Xiaolou hesitated for a while, and finally cupped his fists at them symbolically, and ran away from the door.

Cheng Dieyi looked at Duan Xiaolou's back, his eyes dimmed a bit, and he said after a while: "Don't take offense, my brother is impatient, too strong, and he is a real person in the field."

Mo Zhanfeng nodded and didn't speak. He knew Duan Xiaolou too well, he was not evil, and he was also a man. He just didn't see Cheng Dieyi clearly, and he didn't see himself clearly.

"Mo..." Cheng Dieyi didn't know what to call Mo Zhanfeng, the charming scene just now was disrupted by that episode, and the indifference on the man's face made him feel uncomfortable, as if he was very alienated.

"Huh?" Mo Zhanfeng looked up at the man's eyebrows and smiled. After all, it wasn't the man's fault. It seemed that he had frightened him. "Just call me by my name."

The man was still gentle, Cheng Dieyi let out a sigh of relief, and also laughed. He didn't understand why this person could have such a big influence on him, but he always felt at ease seeing him smiling.

"Do you have something important to tell me?" Cheng Dieyi calmed down and looked up at Mo Zhanfeng.He knew too well that they were not the same kind of people, but seeing him smiling at him, he still couldn't help but get closer.

"Can't we leave our Boss Cheng here if there's nothing to do?" Mo Zhanfeng raised his eyebrows, seeing the man blushing and heart beating, he suddenly felt very cute.

"Butterfly clothes..."

"Ok?"

"Shall we go to the lantern festival?"

"what?"

"There is a lantern festival in the south of the city tonight." Mo Zhanfeng stood up and stretched out a hand, "Do you want to go together?"

Cheng Dieyi stared blankly at the way the man bent slightly, and the loose long hair slid down from his shoulders, adding a bit of coquettishness.After a while, he held Mo Zhanfeng's outstretched hand and said, "Okay..."

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