Evening steps down the stairs and just stares at him. His smile is rare and rare, but so confusing. With the warmth that even icebergs can melt, it deeply touched her heart.
"Xier!" Xia Feng’s gentle voice suddenly shuddered from behind and turned to see Mr. Xia Junyi’s face.
"Let’s have breakfast upstairs." Xia Feng’s face is elegant and kind with a faint smile. He always blocks noble temperament with his innate elegance.
There seems to be something different in Xia Feng today. I feel a little strange when I look down. What is the difference?
Five-meter-long European-style dining table is filled with all kinds of rich and delicious breakfasts. Everyone is talking and laughing and having breakfast together.
Late last night, Xia Han called Mo Bian and Gu Xiyan to report that they were safe. He said that they had found the injured post and they were going to come back in these two days so that everyone didn’t have to worry.
Everyone is in a relaxed mood, so the atmosphere is very good this morning. Everyone is smiling and energetic, even the face of the king, which is usually cold, has a faint smile.
He sat opposite the evening without looking up at her. Evening was shy and hung his eyes and dared not look at him.
Both of them are thinking about last night’s passionate kiss, a infatuation and a shyness.
"Wang" Lengqin carried a frozen seafood porridge in front of the statue of Wang Cai, and everyone looked at him puzzled.
"Wang is hot and doesn’t like to eat hot food, especially now that the weather is so hot, his food must be frozen before he can eat it." Lengqin Zun Wang sat down next to him and smiled to explain.
"Do you want to turn down the temperature?" Don’t be eager to ask
"No" statue of the king lift eyes smile.
"Wang is considering that your temperature is too low, and I’m afraid you can’t stand it." Lengqin compensated.
"Since you are afraid of the heat, wear less. Now everyone wears thin short sleeves. Why do you always wear a black gown?" Gu Xiyan is puzzled.
"Accustomed" Zun Wang continued to eat breakfast
Evening looked at his eyes faintly melancholy. Is it because of that dragon tattoo? That ferocious dragon tattoo is wrapped around him. Will it be obvious that he doesn’t want to be seen if he wears short sleeves?
"No wonder Miss Leng said that your living habits are different from others, and it is difficult to adapt to living with everyone. So it turns out that I finally understand now." Gu Xiyan suddenly realized.
"If you feel hot, let’s turn down the temperature. No, I think your forehead is sweating. It must be very hot." Mo looked at Zunwang earnestly.
Leng Qin waved a servant and immediately brought a wet towel from the freezer. Leng Qin took a towel to wipe the sweat on Zun Wang’s forehead. It was really hard to respect the king. He had never spent the summer in such a hot city before, and the temperature in the night castle never exceeded 16 degrees.
Haicheng is particularly hot in summer, sometimes as high as 37 degrees, and the room temperature is also 20 degrees. Everyone may not feel hot in a thin blouse, but Zun Wang Ti toxin makes his blood temperature particularly high, and he will feel uncomfortable if it is a little hotter.
"No," the statue of the king once again looked up at Mo Fan’s eyes and touched the complex eyes of the evening. She remembered that she misunderstood last night and suddenly raised her hand and wiped her sweat with a wet towel in her hand.
Leng Qin was dazed. When he touched his meaning, his eyes realized what he meant and he ate breakfast silently.
All this has been seen by Xia Feng. There is absolutely something hidden in this king. In the past two days, he didn’t even go to the house. He didn’t even go to the garden all day. It’s not like a normal person to walk in the garden at night.
"I’m eating well, everyone. Slow down." Zun Wang put the tableware on the harp and prepared to wipe his mouth with a napkin, but his faint eyes stopped him from picking up the napkin and wiping his lips and getting up and leaving.
In the evening, I was delighted that the king could refuse to serve the piano in front of everyone and prove that there was nothing between him and the piano.
"I also eat well, everyone. I’m going to the company." Xia Feng got up.
"I’ll go to the company later. Let’s go together." Gu Xiyan took the last sip of milk.
Lengqin recruited four men in black and came up behind them. Xia Feng and Gu Xiyan were stuck Lengqin explained that "you must be protected before Mr. Xia Zong comes back."
"Oh good" Gu Xi yan nodded.
"No need, just protect others. I don’t need others to protect me." Xia Feng smiled and went straight out.
The two men in black looked at the statue of Wang Zun Wang Zheng and didn’t turn back or slow down.
Leng Qinbai turned his eyes cold and said to Xia Feng’s back, "There is little wind. Since you don’t need our protection, don’t blame us for poor protection if you have an accident."
"I won’t have an accident." Xia Feng lost this sentence with confidence and drove away directly.
Everyone looked at each other, Xia Shihao frowned, and people wanted to protect you. It’s really rude of you to return this attitude. Don’t apologize and say to Lengqin, "I’m sorry, Afeng, and I’ll correct my attitude."
Leng Qin wanted to get angry, but he didn’t dare to show his anger at the thought of the warning of Zun Wang, so he smiled and turned away.
After breakfast, don’t go to the piano room to practice the piano. The servant pushed Xia Shihao to the room to watch it.
"You like watching Xia Gusun as much as we do." Xia Shihao looked at him with a smile.
"Ha ha" Wang Weiwei a smile.
"I have a Sun Yat-sen Art of War. Please help me get one from the cupboard."
"Good" Zun Wang got up and his lips were full of deceptive radians. Grandpa is really cunning. That Sun’s art of war is a rare collection. I was collected in his desk drawer when I was four years old. His roots were deliberately set on me. See if I know this. Chapter 159 Old fox.
The king’s cabinet searched for a circle and didn’t find the Art of War. He asked Xia Shihao "Grandpa didn’t"
"Oh, by the way, I forgot about that desk drawer. Alas, people are getting old and have a bad memory." Xia Shihao sighed with emotion, but his eyes couldn’t move to look at the king.
Zun Wang Weiwei smiled, bypassed the cabinet, came to the table, hit the drawer and jumped into sight. It was a photo of Jiafu.
Photo Xia Shihao’s hair is still black and smiling. He is in a wheelchair and his arms are wrapped around a four-year-old boy. Zhan Ze’s eyes are simple and flawed, and the sun smiles. That is four-year-old Xia Mo!
Xia Han mo displaced behind two people smile warm and sweet mo displaced right hand Xia Mo shoulder eyes looked at him with gentle like water.
Zun Wang still remembers that it was four years old when he just learned to walk and took pictures.