Chapter 885: He didn't cut his sleeves!
Feng Li has a feeling of wanting to be violent.
"Try a fart, it's not allowed."
Then he suddenly realized that his reaction was too much, and snorted and said arrogantly: "The fake fairy is not here, I want to watch you for him."
"Then I really want to thank you for your kindness on his behalf." Yu Qingqian rolled his eyes at him angrily.
She actually meant to have fun, and didn't really mean anything.
"No thanks!" Feng Li raised his chin, then poured a glass of wine for Yu Qingqian and put it into her hand, "I carry it myself and drink it."
Yu Qingqian couldn't do anything about him, and he had no interest in flirting with the beauties, so he played with a glass of wine.
Seeing that she finally stopped playing, Feng Chengxuan heaved a sigh of relief, and Sheng Moran's frowning brows relaxed.
However, Feng Chengyang had a faint sense of hostility towards Feng Li, how could this person be so close to that woman?
After a while, the beauty's painting was finished, and she came over to show it to Yu Qingqian.
Yu Qingqian looked at the painting carefully, and found that the painting skills of the other party were indeed superb. Then he took out a wooden box from the space accessories and handed it over, "The sword is for heroes, the paintbrush is for beauties, and it is a gift for you."
Several other people twitched the corners of their mouths, what the **** is a brush gift to a beauty?
Feng Li took the wooden box first and opened it, his voice was a bit deep, "Let me see what brushes are worthy of this beauty."
The wooden box was opened, and the people present saw a simple and elegant brush lying inside, but it exuded the coercion of a high-quality spiritual tool.
"You are very generous." Feng Li emphasized his tone with deep meaning.
Yu Qingqian smiled indifferently: "I have always been so generous to beautiful women."
This is true, she is always more tolerant and generous when it comes to beautiful things.
This pen was obtained during Yinfengya with resources, she was useless at all, and it was a little difficult to give it to others.
Now seeing beautiful women with superb painting skills, I just want to give a sword to a hero, nothing else.
Feng Li covered the box and threw it to the beauty, "She gave it to you, but you have to put it away."
Beauty is good at painting, and really likes painting. He took the box with joy in his eyes, not because it was a high-quality spiritual tool, but because it was a good pen.
"Thank you for your generous gift, son."
Feng Chengxuan was afraid that Yu Qingqian would make another terrifying move, so he immediately waved his hand and said, "We have something to discuss, you all go down first."
Several people are very interesting, listen to his words and go down the water pavilion, only Wen Qing is still playing the piano.
Yu Qingqian handed the words in his hand to Feng Chengxuan, "Uncle, this painting is for your collection."
"Isn't this a gift from the beauties? Why did you give it back to me?" After the beauties left, Feng Chengxuan relaxed a lot and looked at Yu Qingqian teasingly.
Yu Qingqing chuckled lightly: "I sent you because of the beauty in the painting."
Feng Li was afraid of Feng Chengxuan's rejection, so Yu Qingqian accepted the painting, which was a man and could not be tolerated.
He grabbed the painting and stuffed it into Feng Chengxuan's arms, "Your own beauty, keep it for yourself and enjoy it every day!"
Feng Chengxuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw Feng Chengyang cast an ambiguous look at him, he and Wenqing were just friends, he didn't have a broken sleeve!
In order to prevent these people from misunderstanding, he used the topic to play, and after Wen Qing finished playing a song, Feng Chengxuan politely let him go.
Jiang Yao drank the wine on the table that was too light, and was impatient to talk to Feng Chengxuan and others, so he sat down not far from Yu Qingqian and chatted with her, mainly discussing spirits.