Our leader can't be so funny

Chapter 10

When Feng Ling finished changing her clothes, Ye Fuyi had been standing outside for a long time.Feng Ling admitted that she was dawdling on purpose to amuse Ye Fuyi.

However, Ye Fuyi didn't seem to be angry, and said to him in a gentle manner, "Let's go."

A gorgeous carriage parked outside the house, Feng Ling said: "Shall we go to Luojia Village?"

Ruan Xiaomu said that Ye Fuyi would go to Luojia Village every year at this time.

Ye Fuyi shook his head: "I'll go to Luojia Village in the future, there are more important things to deal with right now."

Feng Ling sat on the soft cushion in the carriage, and didn't ask him what was more important, Ye Fuyi didn't answer either.

The coachman whipped his whip, and the carriage staggered along Qingshi Avenue.

Feng Ling supported her head with her hands, and her body leaned against the cushion, like a snake without bones, limp and lazy. After a while, her eyes narrowed, her long eyelashes trembling, like a snake. A cat that just dozes off.

Ye Fuyi watched his face quietly, his eyes were full of tenderness.I don't know what he thought of, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips, and he shook his head, pampered and helpless.

And Feng Ling was sleeping soundly, knowing nothing.

When Ye Fuyi called him, the carriage had already arrived at Yihong Building.Feng Ling opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Ye Fuyi looking at him, her misty eyes instantly sobered up, and she asked Ye Fuyi, "Are you there?"

Ye Fuyi lifted the curtain and reached out to him: "Get out of the car."

Feng Ling put her hand in his palm and got out of the carriage with his strength. She raised her eyes to see the three big characters on the plaque and Yingying Yanyan upstairs and downstairs, and opened her mouth slightly involuntarily: "The brothel?"

Feng Ling pulled him, and whispered: "Let's go."

Immediately, four or five beautiful girls with scantily clad clothes came up to him: "Please come to the two young masters."

A smell of fat and powder rushed towards her face, Feng Ling frowned uncomfortably.

There were also girls who looked at his handsome face, and there was secret affection in their eyebrows, and they rubbed against him vigorously.

Feng Ling was angry, and pushed them away: "Go away."

The girls froze for a moment.

Ye Fuyi smoothed things over: "My brother has high vision, so stop joining in the fun and call the most beautiful girl in your building to accompany him." After finishing speaking, he went to tease Feng Ling.

Feng Ling was dragged away by him reluctantly.

The old bustard walked over shaking her fan, with a greasy smile on her face: "Hey, these two gentlemen are new to each other, come here for the first time."

Ye Fuyi threw out a silver ingot: "I want the most beautiful, gentle and sensible girl."

The old bustard took the money, and her face was full of smiles: "Young master, don't worry, the girls here are the most beautiful, gentle and sensible. Go and call Mingyue and Shishi, you two, please go upstairs to the private room. "

The girls agreed.

Ye Fuyi grabbed Feng Ling's sleeve, put his arm around his shoulder, and forced him to follow him upstairs, and smiled at the old bustard: "Oh? Mingyue and Shishi are elegant names."

"Mingyue is the best dancer in our building. As for Shishi, she recites the best poems. The two young masters are so elegant. Today, the two of them can be considered to have found a bosom friend."

Feng Ling snorted coldly.

Ye Fuyi just smiled.

The pulling room has reached the private room upstairs, the old bustard walked out with a smile and closed the door.

Ye Fuyi looked back at Feng Ling who was furious, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't be angry, at worst, I will punish myself with a glass." He poured a glass of sake and was about to pick it up, when suddenly two voices came from outside the door: "Mingyue ( Shishi) see you."

"Here we come." Ye Fuyi smiled, put down the wine glass in his hand, got up and went to open the door, and said to the two beauties outside: "You two girls, please come in."

Feng Ling glanced at it, and said in a low voice with disdain: "Vulgar fans."

Didn't Ye Fuyi hear his words, just smiled and sat down gracefully.Mingyue and Shishi moved lightly with lotus steps, came to the two of them, bent over and bowed to them.

Feng Ling didn't even look at them, she rested her head on her hand, looked at the wine cup in front of Ye Fuyi, and thought to herself, wait for me to get him drunk, and then carry him back to the Devil's Cult for the plot.Thinking about it this way, I was a little excited.

Mingyue suddenly posted over: "This young master looks sullen, does he have something on his mind?"

Fuck!The smell of rouge is too strong, I want to sneeze.

Feng Ling wrinkled her nose uncomfortably. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Shi Shi holding the wine cup. With a slight turn of her figure, she sat in Ye Fuyi's arms, raised his chin, and said softly: " Shishi respects this son."

Ye Fuyi smiled and pushed the wine cup to Shishi's lips: "Of course the beauties drink first."

The veins on the back of Feng Ling's hands were ferocious, and he almost crushed the wine cup in his hand. He got up, pushed Mingyue away, walked over, pulled Shishi out of Ye Fuyi's arms, and fell to the ground.

This seat is jealous!Feng Ling felt sore in her heart, it was very strange.According to the plot, Ye Fuyi is domineering and single-minded, he will never look at other women, let alone allow other women to get close to him easily.Fortunately, he hugged one and pushed the other to him. The plot collapsed to such an extent, it was unbearable!

Both Ye Fuyi and Shishi were taken aback by his sudden action, Shishi sat on the ground, with tears in her beautiful eyes, staring at him aggrievedly.

It's not that Feng Ling doesn't have a heart of pity and sympathy, and she felt a little guilty when she was looked at by the beauty.

It's not that this seat hates you, it's just that it is clearly written in the script that this seat is not close to women.Feng Ling silently expressed her guilt in her heart, but maintained a cold and noble look on her face.

Ye Fuyi reacted relatively calmly, paused, and said with a smile: "It turns out that Mr. Feng has taken a fancy to Shishi and is jealous of me."

He walked over slowly, bent slightly, stretched out his hand and pulled Shi Shi on the ground up, and pushed towards Feng Ling, "Since he likes you, you go and serve him."

Feng Ling gritted her teeth, her fists creaking.

I really want to punch someone!

Shishi had a happy face, put away her tears, was pushed into Feng Ling's arms by Ye Fuyi, raised her eyes to look at him in surprise, and called softly: "Master."

Feng Ling hugged her easily, sat back and looked at Ye Fuyi coldly.

This seat wants to see how many moths you can make today.

Shishi waited on Feng Ling, and Mingyue at the side consciously walked towards Ye Fuyi, and poured wine for him with her sleeves rolled up.

Ye Fuyi said in a warm voice: "I heard that Miss Yue has excellent dancing skills, I wonder if Ye will be lucky enough to meet her today?"

"Master, you are serious." Mingyue smiled softly, "It is the blessing of Mingyue's three lives to be able to perform dances for such a rich and handsome gentleman as you."

After saying that, he backed away slowly, waved his water sleeves, and danced lightly on the moiré carpet in the center of the room.

The corner of Ye Fuyi's mouth was smiling, and his eyes gently covered the dancing woman, the two eyes occasionally crossed each other, their eyes were full of tenderness, full of you and me.

The leader's vinegar jar exploded.

Very serious consequences.

Ye Fuyi looked at the man with a ferocious face walking towards him in surprise.

Feng Ling glared at him, and said: "What's there to see in such a pretentious dance, you and I are both men, if you want to see it, you can watch the sword dance of the gold and iron horse."

Ye Fuyi let out a faint oh, and looked at him with interest.

Feng Ling asked Mingyue beside her: "Do you have a sword?"

Mingyue tremblingly took a wooden sword and offered it with both hands, explaining: "There are also guests who like to watch sword dances. In order to avoid accidental injury to the benefactor, all the wooden swords are prepared."

Feng Ling took the wooden sword, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, he looked at Ye Fuyi in a blink of an eye, and said in a slightly provocative tone: "Do you want to see my sword dance?"

Ye Fuyi smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Sansheng is lucky."

Feng Ling pulled out a sword flower, lifted her chin slightly, and raised her voice: "Look at it." The wooden sword in his hand stabbed out, and there was a buzzing sound, like a thunderclap on the ground, with the intention of killing.

I saw him in white clothes flying around, and wherever the sword shadow went, there was an overwhelming murderous aura, obviously he was dancing with the sword, but he confronted Ye Fuyi tit for tat everywhere.

Ye Fuyi sat in the same place peacefully, not avoiding or letting go, when the sword shadow came in front of him, he didn't even blink his eyes, and looked at Feng Ling with a smile.

Even if Feng Ling has lost her internal strength now, even if the sword in her hand is a wooden sword, but Feng Ling is born in the way of swordsmanship, there is no sword in his hand but there is a sword in his heart, as long as the killing intent arises, even the most useless weapon in the world will become a murderer It is a sharp weapon, so as long as he really wants to make a move, Ye Fuyi has no possibility of retreating completely.

But Feng Ling would not hurt him.

So Feng Ling just clicked and stopped, the murderous intent came, but the sword stopped.

Ye Fuyi clapped his hands and praised: "It's better to be famous than to be famous. Mr. Feng's comprehension of swordsmanship is really admirable."

The leader silently slandered, like the official praise.However, his mood seems to be much better, and it really fits his violent setting. When he is upset, he wants to beat someone, and when he is done, he feels good.

Although this time he didn't have the heart to beat the leader.

Next time.The leader thought to himself that domestic violence is also one of the plot settings.

Feng Ling responded to Ye Fuyi's praise in her heart, but on the surface she still had a cold and noble face, and didn't say a word, so the atmosphere naturally cooled down.

The two women are both exquisite characters, how could they allow such a cold scene, so Mingyue and Shishi each held their wine cups and approached them to toast.

Although the wine is intoxicating, since entering this room, the fine wine has never entered the throats of the two of them.

"Young master, Shishi respects you."

Feng Ling smelled the aroma of wine, frowned, and was about to speak, Ye Fuyi suddenly pushed away the bright moon, walked over quickly, snatched the wine cup from Shi Shi's hand, grabbed Feng Ling with one hand, and persistently delivered the wine cup to On his lips: "Since it is the beauty's heart, you might as well accept it and try for the beauty's favor."

Feng Ling opened her mouth to remind him that there was something in the wine, but unexpectedly, Ye Fuyi moved very quickly, holding him down with one hand, and pressing the wine cup to his lips with the other, forcing him to swallow the wine.

Ye Fuyi's strength was astonishing, and Feng Ling had no chance to resist at all. While coughing, his face turned angry, and suddenly he felt dizzy in his mind. It's like going to immortality.

"Yo, drunk." Ye Fuyi chuckled, supported him, and said to Shishi: "My friend is too drunk, please take him down to have a rest."

This sentence was exactly what Shishi wanted, Shishi quickly supported Feng Ling, and said softly: "Young Master Ye, don't worry."

Then he helped Feng Ling, who was staggering, and his mind was not very clear, and walked out of the room.