Six Hundred: Selling Miserably and Pretending to Be Poor (1)
"It's not fair—"
The first snow had fallen, and the snow was still getting stronger. Fengzhen was so cold that he wanted to shiver, and kept groping his hands for warmth.
Because he had eaten a lot of cold food in his early years, his nails turned an unhealthy bluish-white color, and his fingertips were oozing with a frightening coolness.
Jiang Pengji was riding Xiaobai, and when she heard this, she turned her head and asked him, "What's so unfair?"
Fengzhen's eyes slanted back, his hands grasped the rein with some unskilled hands, and he also wanted to prevent the snow from drifting into his collar.
"Why is Zi Xiao able to sleep in the carriage, and I want to ride a horse, which is called body training?"
They are all sick, please don't treat them differently!
Thinking of the "unfair" treatment he encountered after leaving the city, Fengzhen felt aggrieved.
Fengzhen has gradually quit Hanshisan, and now he will not have an addiction for more than half a month. Even if the addiction comes up, he can slowly get over it with his own will, but the damaged body still needs to be recuperated slowly. Alcohol consumption is restricted.
I thought that I would be liberated when I came out, and I had a good time eating, drinking and having fun, but who knew that my protagonist was so partial to the sky.
Wei Ci is a treasure, but he is a grass.
It is specifically reflected in - riding in a carriage, covering the soup lady, enjoying small snacks... These benefits have nothing to do with him.
Jiang Pengji smiled, and narrowed her phoenix eyes with a bit of enjoyment.
She drove the horse a little closer to Fengzhen, and said meaningfully, "Zishi, have you heard a sentence-your honey, that's arsenic,,/shuang?"
Fengzhen is also a wonderful person, and his understanding ability is not bad.
With a little doubt and confusion on his face, "You said Zixiao also wants to change with me? Why?"
Riding a horse in winter is simply a torture, and there is still wind and snow outside, and no matter how many clothes you wrap, you will feel cold to the bone.
Wei Ci's body and bones are only worse than his. How could he be crazy and want to ride a horse?
There was a slight smile on Jiang Pengji's lips, "Well, don't say that."
Feng Zhen thought about it for a while, but was still puzzled, and finally just broke the jar.
He said, "It doesn't matter, I want to get into the carriage to enjoy the blessings, and he also wants to suffer outside, so why don't we switch places, we can get the best of both worlds..."
Jiang Pengji made up the knife, "I won't allow it, he won't trade it with you."
Fengzhen paused for a while as if he wanted to go back, and asked her lazily and directly, "Why?"
"He's prettier than you. If Zixiao's lips turn purple from the cold, I'll feel sorry for him." Jiang Pengji joked with a smile, without concealing the essence of her face control, "If Zishi is shivering from the cold, Not only will I not feel bad, but I can also laugh at you."
As long as it was something that Jiang Pengji didn't want to do, even though Wei Ci objected in his heart, he was still obedient.
Feng really wanted to change places with Wei Ci, but Jiang Pengji refused, and Wei Ci would never get out of the carriage.
The expression on Feng Zhen's face was almost unbearable. He didn't expect that the lord was shameless, and he was even more skilled at playing tricks than he was.
He is not as good-looking as Wei Ci, but does a big man need to be so good-looking?
do you need it?
The answer is necessary, because this is a world that looks at faces, and he also has a protagonist who looks at faces.
The audience in the live broadcast room called "666" for Jiang Pengji's honesty, and felt sorry for Fengzhen by the way.
[Today's first update]: Hahaha——I like such an upright anchor the most, just say what you have.
[Talent Addiction Still Big]: System—your friend Feng Zhen's favorability towards you has dropped by 233 points, and he is currently in a state of hatred.
[San Pai loses to fry]: I'm heartbroken, my lord. This face-seeking world is indifferent and unfeeling.
[Spring sleepiness, summer fatigue, autumn weakness]: The anchor's straightforward mouth, won't it really drive away your counselors?
[Winter March without waking up]: Daily onlookers watching the anchor hate people. The one who can spray her can't beat her, the one who can beat her...hasn't been born yet?
It turns out that Feng is really a joker.
He often "provoked" Jiang Pengji, and she was not allowed to fight back?
A flash of inspiration flashed in Fengzhen's mind, he whispered to her, raised his eyebrows, and looked at something connotative.
He jokingly said, "Could it be that... my lord would like that too? It's not easy, Zixiao still has to marry a wife and have children, and pass on the family line."
Jiang Pengji gave him a contemptuous look, "What are you preoccupied with? I can't just appreciate the beauty of others?"
Feng Zhen couldn't take it anymore.
He thought about Wei Ci's face for a while, it was amazing the first time he saw it, but he didn't feel anything after getting familiar with it.
Jiang Pengji added, "This is human nature. If it were you, would you be able to bear the cold wind for a beautiful woman?"
Beauty = Wei Ci?
Feng Zhen seemed to have thought of something, carefully examined Jiang Pengji, and said seriously, "Zi Xiao is a real man, serious and sensitive, please tell me about these jokes, my lord, I am just a prodigal son, I don't care about meat and vegetables, Because I don't take it seriously, and I don't have the taboo of talking about it. But if Zixiao listens to it, he won't say anything on the face, and he will definitely think wildly..."
If Jiang Pengji behaved like this towards Wei Ci, it would definitely be death.
Seeing this, Jiang Pengji replied in the same way, "I have my own sense of proportion, and I won't overdo it. I have learned Zixiao's temper a few years ago. How dare he deliberately mess up and make him angry? I'm just joking with you in private. That's all, you won't pass this on to him, will you?"
Wei Ci is just a little publicity, Jiang Pengji will make small jokes, but she will never go too far, she keeps pinching the size.
Seeing that Jiang Pengji was serious, Feng Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.
If it was just a joke, he wouldn't worry about it.
Alert lifted.
Feng Zhen ridiculed, "The lord is very knowledgeable, and his filial appearance is rare in the world. If he is used as a yardstick, how many people in the world will be eclipsed."
Jiang Pengji secretly despised Feng Zhen.
Just now, he seriously warned her not to make too much noise, and turned around to tease Wei Ci's appearance, which is really unscrupulous.
When Jiang Pengji heard Feng Fengzhen calling himself a prodigal son, she curled her lips.
"Sleeping flowers and sleeping willows all year round? You say you are a prodigal son, and you are putting money on your face."
Wandering, more rascal than a prodigal son.
Feng Zhen had an expression of "you don't understand what it's like for a young boy", "children don't understand, this is called maturity. When the lord is old and knows the things between men and women, he won't say that. Life Living in the world, the first thing to ask for is food, clothing, housing and transportation, followed by eating, drinking and having fun. The sage also said that food and sex are also involved. It is normal for men to like women when they are old, and women to like men."
Jiang Pengji complained coldly, "According to you, are those men who like men considered normal?"
Feng Zhen clicked his tongue and said in disgust, "I'm not manly, but masculine is also 'sexual', so it's normal."
Jiang Pengji was speechless, this person was thick-skinned enough to block the energy cannon.
She frowned, thinking about one thing, "Tell me, if you have a conflict with someone, how can you coax them back?"
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