Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

Shao Xun took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

Thin paper, well folded, no one knows what it is.

But everyone is curious.

If the person holding this piece of paper is just an ordinary person, probably no one will pay attention, but the person holding the piece of paper is Xun Ye, and of course he will pay more attention.

Shao Xun put the paper in his hand on the table next to him.

Slender fingers pressed vainly.

He looked down at the paper on the table, and the white lights in the hall shone on the yellow retro furniture, dizzy into yellow.

The light passed through Shao Xun's dark eyelashes and dyed his eyes brightly.

Thin red lips moved, and he said, "This is a wedding gift for Marshal Yi. It is not a novel thing, but... Marshal Yi should like it."

A paper?

As a wedding gift?

If you didn't come to joke on purpose, there is only one possibility.

The things in that piece of paper must be precious.

Yi Ninggui himself wanted to humiliate Shao Xun last time and humiliate him back in the same way. As a result, the opponent not only came, but also assumed a victorious gesture.

It seemed that his own humiliation had no effect on him.

He didn't bother with gifts.

It's just that so many people are staring at him now, so he has to walk over and look.

Yi Dashuai stared at Shao Xun steadily, for fear that he might make a moth.

It has been a few years, and few people know Shaoxun. For that young marshal, his death is respectable.

But it was limited to this. After a few months, no one mentioned it again, it was like a gust of wind, disappearing without a trace.

In the first few months, Yi Dashuai also regretted it. After all, he was his biological son, he was very good, and he had great expectations of him.

But no matter how big the expectation is, no matter how hard he can bear, he still has to think about himself.

Shao Xun today is like a time bomb. He doesn't know what impact this bomb will have if it explodes.

Everyone held their breath and watched Yininggui take the piece of paper, and then watched him slowly open it.

Yi Ninggui's expression is also very wonderful, from a slight impatience to expressionless, until his eyes are wide open, the tight groom's suit he wears is up and down, telling the owner of the breathing disorder.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Shao Xun incredulously.

Shao Xun smiled slightly and said: "Dong Dajie, I got it not long ago, and happened to be married to Yi Shaoshuai, so I gave it to Yi Shaoshuai."

Everyone exclaimed.

Many people want it in the East Street area.

But it's one thing to want, it's one thing to get it.

Not long ago, I heard that East Street was taken, but because of the tight wind, no one knew who took it.

Now I know, it turned out to be Shaoxun.

But Shao Xun was so generous that he changed hands and gave it to others as a wedding gift.

Such a thin piece of paper, the content is heavyweight.

It was so heavy that Yininggui's hands holding the paper began to shake.

Shao Xun picked up the wine glass next to him, drank half a glass of wine, then put the glass on the table, swept the cloud over, and said to Yi Ninggui: "We still have something to do, so I won't disturb the Yaxing of Yi Shaoshuai. ."

After speaking, he turned around, and when he turned around, his eyes briefly touched Yi Dashuai.

The corners of his lips rose, and he couldn't tell what it meant.

Yi Dashuai didn't think it through, he saw his upright back, and the hem of his coat moved slightly with his movements.

Looking at Yi Ninggui again, he was holding the piece of paper, and a little more smile appeared on his face.