"I'm not interested in women, at least women like you."
Changsun Fengye laughed.
The eldest grandson Fengye didn't want to come to this marriage between the two families. However, under the pressure of the senior leaders of the Holy Land, he had no choice but to come over for a formality.
Even if Song Ningyan doesn't think of a way to ruin this marriage, the eldest grandson Fengye will find a way.
"What do you mean by a woman like me?"
Song Ningyan stopped pretending to be a little girl, glared at the eldest son Fengye, and asked.
"What? Does Miss Song want me to be interested in you?"
Changsun Fengye said with a half-smile.
"That's not true, it's because what you said was somewhat sarcastic."
Upon hearing this, Song Ningyan quickly put away the thorns in her body and snorted softly.
"If I want to find a Taoist partner, regardless of their appearance, status, or origin, I will fall in love with him at first sight regardless of fate."
Changsun Fengye didn't want to be a tool for marriage. If he wanted to find a Taoist partner, he should naturally be someone he likes.
"There's no such thing as love at first sight these days, it's all about sex."
Song Ningyan said scornfully.
"No." Changsun Fengye flapped the folding fan in his hand and said gracefully and gracefully, "I don't agree with your point of view. Physical intercourse is just bestiality and cannot be regarded as love at all. What I pursue is soul belonging. . With just one glance, I knew that person was the one I was waiting for."
"Eh! That's so gross!" Song Ningyan complained in a low voice.
"A bold woman like Miss Song will naturally not understand. It's okay, I can understand."
In the eyes of Changsun Fengye, a woman like Song Ningyan likes to be competitive and has no femininity at all.
Who uses heroic to describe a woman?
This sentence clearly contains some sarcasm.
"Get lost." Now that she knew that the eldest son Fengye also wanted to break off the engagement, the two hit it off immediately. Without the embarrassment, Song Ningyan took off her mask and gave the eldest son Fengye a blank look.
Dad, it's not that I don't want to develop feelings for my daughter, but that the eldest grandson Fengye doesn't like me.
Song Ningyan was very happy, and the stone hanging in her heart was finally put down.
"Miss Song, I'll leave the introduction to you."
Changsun Fengye was too lazy to chat with Song Ningyan, which was not interesting at all.
"You just insulted me so much, now you want me to help, don't even think about it."
Song Ningyan put her hands on her chest, feeling very unhappy.
"In that case, I will tell the elders of the two families later that I fell in love with Miss Song at first sight and am very much in favor of the marriage between the two families."
Turning to look at Song Ningyan, the eldest son Fengye revealed an evil expression. smile.
"Hey! You're going a little too far." Song Ningyan was startled and turned pale: "Didn't you just say that you want to find a soul to belong to? I'm not your type." "
It doesn't matter, as good as me It doesn't matter if a man like me marries one more woman. In the future, when I find my soul Taoist companion, I can still pursue him."
Changsun Fengye said calmly.
"Stop it, I'll go do something for you, just wait!"
Song Ningyan glared, not daring to bet, so she had to lower her head.
"Go!" Changsun Fengye nodded with satisfaction.
Baby, I can't cure you yet.
The corners of Changsun Fengye's mouth raised. This feeling of victory was so good!
With an extremely depressed mood, Song Ningyan came to Chen Qingyuan's residence.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Song Ningyan walked into the guest hall, went straight to the door, and knocked on Chen Qingyuan's door.
Hearing the knock on the door, Chen Qingyuan opened the door with a snap of his fingers.
Then, Chen Qingyuan slowly walked out, looked at Song Ningyan and asked, "Junior sister Song, is something wrong?"
Since asking Song Ningyan to bow her head last time, Chen Qingyuan called "junior sister" unambiguously and became more and more smooth.
"The eldest grandson of the Misty Holy Land wants to meet you. Let me come over and say hello to you. See if you are willing."
Song Ningyan is used to Chen Qingyuan's character, and she no longer worries about the titles of senior brothers and junior sisters.
"I don't want to."
Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan decisively refused.
Just kidding, meeting the eldest grandson Fengye is a mistake.
"Uh..." Song Ningyan didn't expect Chen Qingyuan to refuse so simply, and she was embarrassed on the spot: "Do you have any grudge against Young Master Changsun?" "
No." Chen Qingyuan shook his head.
"Then why don't you want to see him?"
Song Ningyan asked doubtfully.
"That guy doesn't seem to be a good person. For safety's sake, it's best to stay away."
Chen Qingyuan said.
It seems like you are not a good person either!
Song Ningyan only muttered these words in her heart and did not dare to say them out.
"Okay! I'll reject him for you."
Song Ningyan nodded.
"Thank you, junior sister." Chen Qingyuan said with a smile.
Chen Qingyuan was still frightened when he thought of his previous meeting and conversation with the old patriarch. It's better to keep a distance from Song Ningyan, otherwise it's easy to be pulled on a red rope.
What does the old head of the Song family like about me? Why do you think you want me to be his grandson-in-law?
Chen Qingyuan has been thinking about this problem and finally came to a conclusion.
hansome.
Charming and irresistible.
well! Blame me for being too good.
Chen Qingyuan was so narcissistic that before Song Ningyan could finish her words, she closed the door again with a "click".
Looking at the closed door, Song Ningyan swallowed back the words that came to her lips, a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes, and she complained in her heart: "This guy Chen Qingyuan has no manners at all." The dignified
daughter of the Song family turned out to be Pass the microphone.
Song Ningyan told eldest grandson Fengye about Chen Qingyuan's unwillingness to meet.
"Forget it then, I'm sorry to bother you, Miss Song."
Changsun Fengye sighed, slightly disappointed.
Later, Changsun Fengye expressed that he was a little tired.
Song Ningyan led the way and brought the eldest son Fengye to the guest room in the west courtyard that had been prepared.
As for Chen Qingyuan, he lives in the guest hall in the east courtyard, which is far away.
After Song Ningyan left, eldest son Fengye walked directly to the east courtyard.
When Song Ningyan was asked to speak just now, he kept an eye on him and secretly used Taoist techniques to observe and found out where Chen Qingyuan lived.
Already knowing where Chen Qingyuan lives, Changsun Fengye will of course go there in person.
"Not only are you among the ten heroes of the Northern Wilderness, but you can also become a disciple of Daoyi Academy. Chen Qingyuan, you must be very interesting."
Changsun Fengye likes to deal with such interesting people, so that the ordinary life can be Get a hint of fun.
East courtyard, guest hall.
Chen Qingyuan, who was lying on the bed to rest, suddenly felt a strange breath approaching slowly, and frowned slightly.
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Qingyuan decided to go out and take a look.
Opening the door, a handsome man in white appeared in front of him.
Holy shit! Why is this guy!
Chen Qingyuan recognized Changsun Fengye and exclaimed inwardly.
"I am the eldest grandson Fengye of Piaomiao Palace. I have met Mr. Chen."
The eldest grandson Fengye looked at Chen Qingyuan carefully, with deep eyes and a smile that made people feel like spring breeze.
He smelled a familiar smell from Chen Qingyuan's body, as if they had crossed paths before.
After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly realized.
Some time ago, during the fight between Wu Junyan and Changsun Qian, Changsun Fengye discovered an interesting person who dressed simply and deliberately concealed his appearance. At that time, the eldest grandson Fengye also asked for a pot of wine.
"I'm not. You got the wrong person."
After saying that, Chen Qingyuan retreated directly into the house and closed the door.
"..."
Changsun Fengye, who was standing outside the house, was messy in the breeze.