I Am Really Not a Man!

The air in the room seemed to freeze simultaneously with Huamanlou's words, and I could almost hear Xue Bing's anger in Lu Xiaofeng's room next door.

Tang Wanfeng only felt like she had been bombarded by thunder in her mind, anxious all over the place, there was no grass, she was about to lose even the most basic thinking ability. After waiting, she regained a bit of reason, and began to think about how to respond to Huamanlou's words.

She thought there was a silent understanding between them, they knew each other and liked each other, but she guarded the fragile film that was almost blown through by the wind and watched each other struggling on the other side, but she didn't declare it. She thought this would be good for everyone, but she forgot whether the other party was willing to play ambiguously with her.

"Sorry... I'm sorry." Tang Wanfeng finally said, with unspeakable dryness. She was more entangled than Huamanlou, but she couldn't help it, she couldn't pass the hurdle in her heart.

I always want to go back to the modern era, full of flowers. Tang Wanfeng’s eyes became sour, and there was a kind of liquid that kept spinning in his eye sockets. Tang Wanfeng tried hard to retract, but that was obviously not enough. Finally, a tear slipped out of his left eye and rolled to the ground. On the cold mask, it gradually went from hot to cold.

Suddenly the heart full of flowers.

Huamanlou’s smile was also three-point bitter. As soon as he opened his mouth to say something, he heard Lu Xiaofeng’s shout from the next door: "Huamanlou, Awan! Hurry up and stop playing, go chasing Sagong and Star Harvesting. That old monkey!"

This sentence seemed like an amnesty decree. It gave Tang Wanfeng a built-up step. Tang Wanfeng didn’t say a word. He pulled out the peacock feather and didn’t even bother to open the window. He broke the window and rushed out. Her behavior also frowned.

How can you be so reckless, if the wooden thorns of the broken window are stuck on your body?

Huamanlou had to say that he was relieved.

Rao is always calm and calm with a reassuring smile, but there is always some helplessness in him. Tang Wanfeng is now the only weak spot in his body that has not been exposed to the outside, can't move, can't move, even a slight touch can bring pain to the muscles and bones. Huamanlou never thought that one day she would like someone so much.

How afraid he was just now that Tang Wanfeng would continue talking, completely obliterating all his hopes.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng came to disrupt the situation.

Okay.

Sikong's star-catching skill is very good, and his martial arts is also very good, so if you want to follow him before being discovered, it is actually a technical job, and the four people chasing him are actually quite tiring. They didn't know how far they had gone this way, because Sikong had been making detours when picking up the stars, and a few people could only barely guarantee that they would not be lost. Don't make it difficult for them to recognize the way or something.

After dawn, several people saw Sikong picking up the stars and entering a temple.

Qixia Temple.

Tang Wanfeng fell to the ground in a cool manner month by month, and retracted the peacock feather on his back. He looked at the nunnery that hadn't opened the door and asked, "Even if Sikong picks the stars, he shouldn’t come to the nunnery even if he doesn’t want to be a monk. Wouldn't it be better to go to Master Bitter Gourd to shave?"

Lu Xiaofeng slipped his foot when he heard the words and almost fell on all sides. Finally put on a relatively chic shape to stabilize the body, and smiled bitterly: "A night, do you think too much? Which normal man will come to the nun's nunnery to become a monk."

Tang Wanfeng thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "Actually, I really wanted to be a nun in this nun temple."

Now it wasn't just Lu Xiaofeng, even Xue Bing cast a surprised look at her. But Huamanlou has a clear look.

Ah Wan cares about her...cough, right? Spend the floor thinking.

Several people were discussing this issue outside. The gate of Qixia Temple suddenly opened, and a woman with white hair in a purple shirt walked out with a pale face and a melancholy expression. She saw that Lu Xiaofeng's expressions were obviously cold, and she walked over and said, "Who are you, what do you stand at the gate of the nunnery early in the morning?" To put it in a modern term, it is high cold.

As soon as she came over to speak, Tang Wanfeng, who had just been fighting for reasons, immediately stunned. Don't blame her... She really doesn't know how to deal with these high-cold women.

So Lu Xiaofeng stepped up without letting her help, and said with a smile: "We are just here to worship Buddha."

The Taoist aunt wanted to say something, and suddenly another person walked out of the closed door. This person was obviously also blind. He was holding a bamboo stick in his hand and needed to keep touching the ground to move forward with peace of mind. This man has a straight nose and high cheekbones. Even though his face is pale, he still can see the aura of being in a high position for a long time. It's a pity that his eyes are even more godless than the flower man, and he is also a blind man. But his steps weren't like walking in the garden like a flower full of buildings, and he didn't see any inconvenience at all. He hadn't been blind for a long time, and he hadn't adapted to the dark world.

Tang Wanfeng probably had a guess in his heart. If nothing else, this is probably one of the victims in the embroidery robbery case.

Sure enough, when Lu Xiaofeng saw this person, he exclaimed: "Jiang Chongwei!"

Jiang Chongwei smiled, and a little blood appeared on his pale face. He said, "Lu Xiaofeng, it really is you."

Lu Xiaofeng was a little hurried. Although he has been with the blind Huamanlou since he was a child, Huamanlou has been blind for many years when they met, and when he was blind at a young age, he had already let go of blindness to himself. Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng did not have any psychological pressure or burden to speak, but now facing Jiang Chongwei who was just blind in his prime, Lu Xiaofeng dare not speak anymore.

He and Jiang Zhongwei are barely friends, and I really don't want to make any mistakes to hurt their friends.

On the contrary, Jiang Chongwei seemed much more free and easy, laughing at himself, and said: "You are probably thinking why I am here, right?"

Lu Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment, nodded, remembering that he couldn't see it, and hurriedly added: "It's just a little surprised."

Jiang Chongwei was still smiling, but this time his smile appeared to be more reluctant, bringing a bit of desolation and grief, even Tang Wanfeng's slow half-time could be seen. He said: "Even if the prince doesn't dislike me, but I am already a useless person, how can I stay brazen in the palace? It's better to be a little self-knowing and go first."

Lu Xiaofeng moved his lips, really didn't know what to say.

Jiang Chongwei didn't know what was going on before, but now the empathy skill is probably already full. Before Lu Xiaofeng could speak, he asked, "Why are you here?"

Lu Xiaofeng glanced at the Taoist aunt and hesitated for a while and didn't know how to speak, but Tang Wanfeng stood up at this time: "We hope that we can search in this nunnery."

Daogu's face immediately changed: "Who are you? Although my nunnery is not big, it is not what you said to search for!"

Jiang Chongwei was surprised at first, and then he seemed to think of something, and said with a clear expression: "Are you like Jin Jiuling here to investigate the case of the embroidered thieves?"