"I?"

When Jing Luoyan asked, Chen Xuan suddenly thought of Mr. Long Chen, whose eyebrows were flying like swords, his eyes were dark and bright, and he always had an aura of indifference at the corner of his mouth.

Chen Xuan, who had a pretty face and blushed, shook his head desperately, "What about sister? My sister hasn't seen many men, so I'd better listen to my sister's opinion."

At this time, Yu'er also came back from making tea. When she heard Chen Xuan asked Luo Yan's sister what she thought of handsome men, she hurried over and squatted at Luo Yan's feet. She stared at Luo Yan carefully with her big watery eyes, waiting for her answer.

Luo Yan did not refuse, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "I won't talk about the predecessors. Those people have passed away and there is nothing to say. Even those who have not passed away are not handsome men in their seventies. What I want to say is about us.

Feng Ming is so young."

Luoyan paused, picked up the tea cup and blew away the misty heat. After taking a sip, he continued, "We in Fengming don't have many beautiful men, but they are also quite few. Today I will only pick the fine ones. Let me tell you about them."

Those five talented people in Fengming Empire."

Before Luo Yan finished speaking, Yu'er immediately asked, "Didn't Sister Luo Yan talk about beautiful men? Why did she involve those five talented men again?"

Luo Yan did not blame Yu'er for interrupting her, but instead smiled and touched Yu'er's little head, "You just came to Fengming, so I don't blame you for not knowing the details. Our five talented people in Fengming

They are not named after their talent, but after their color. It is because they have a little bit of ink in their bellies, are uninhibited and unruly, and are all handsome, so we call them 'romantic talents'."

After saying that, Luo Yan showed a meaningful smile, "The one who ranks at the top of the list of the five talented people is not only outstanding in appearance and brilliant in literary talent, but also has a family background that is unique among all. What's more important is that

He also has some connections with your young lady."

After hearing this, Chen Xuan couldn't help but become interested, thinking that the young master he had met was the most beautiful Feng Ming?

"Then who is he?" Yu'er was obviously more anxious than Chen Xuan.

Looking at Yu'er's cute appearance, Luo Yan said with satisfaction, "He is the eldest son of the Long family, Long Chen, who offered a sky-high price of 100,000 yuan to spend the night with your lady last night."

"It's him?"

Chen Xuan was stunned. He didn't expect that the cold and weird Long Chen was actually the most beautiful man in the Fengming Empire.

Luo Yan gently patted the back of Chen Xuan's hand and said with emotion, "With my sister's beauty, if she and this Mr. Long Chen are together, it would be a match made in heaven. It's just a pity that this Mr. Long Chen will end up with my sister."

No chance."

Luo Yan sighed softly, and his expression became dim, as if she was the one who couldn't be with Long Chen, not Chen Xuan.

"What a pity...what?" Hearing Luo Yan's sigh, Chen Xuan felt both relieved and unwilling.

What makes me relieved is that when I leave Feng Ming in the future, I don't have to care about Long Chen's feelings. What makes me unhappy is that I can't get such a handsome person like Long Chen.

"What a pity, he already has a wife, and he also swore to God that he would never marry another woman again in his life."

Chen Xuan finally let go of his unwillingness, but this letting go was a bottomless abyss.

The night is long, the stars are dim, and catkins are flying all over the sky.

The crowd on Changle Street has receded, but Zuihonglou is still brightly lit and lively.

Haishi has passed, but the person waiting has not come yet.

Chen Xuan was leaning on her desk and looking out the window indifferently. At this moment, she was like a lake with surging undercurrents. Under the calm surface, her thoughts were like waves.

Is it true that as Sister Luoyan said, he already has a wife and he will not fall in love with a second woman?

So how do you explain his gentle but sad eyes and his enthusiasm last night? I'm sure it couldn't be just a momentary excitement.

He must have me in his heart, otherwise why would he spend a lot of money to buy my first night twice, and also warned me earnestly to take care of myself.

But why didn't he come tonight?

Could it be that because he has a lovely wife at home, he forgot about the agreement he made last night?

Or was something at home holding him back, or something happened on the road?

When he comes, I will ask him carefully.

But in what capacity do I ask? To say that we are lovers, we have only been "husband and wife" for one night, and he has never said anything like he likes me. To say that we are friends, we have only met three times in total.

I know nothing about him except his family background, and it doesn't count.

After thinking about it carefully, Chen Xuan suddenly realized that their relationship was so shallow that it could be said to be a stranger. After just one night of love, did he want to take his wife's place?

Chen Xuan closed her eyes in exhaustion, and her sleepiness was like a flood, drowning her.

"Kneel straight and spread your legs!"

An emotionless voice sounded, and at the same time, a pair of fiery red bow-toed embroidered shoes kicked Chen Xuan's vertical lips.

The strange touch made Chen Xuan couldn't help but hum. However, the moment she hummed, the embroidered shoes kicked her to the ground without hesitation.

The toe of the shoe lifted her chin, and Chen Xuan held her neck with difficulty, but there was only fog in front of her, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

"Why...why do you bully me like this!" Chen Xuan asked with difficulty in a tearful tone.

"Why? Just because I am the wife and you are the concubine!"

…

Hesitation and pain surged together, causing Chen Xuan, who was resting his head on the desk to take a nap, to suddenly open his eyes.

Before Chen Xuan could recover from the nightmare, Yu'er's urgent voice came over, "Miss, Miss, Mr. Long Chen is here."

"Here he is? Where is he now? Do you think I look good like this?" Chen Xuan quickly looked in the mirror and fixed his hair, fearing that something was not done well and would ruin his image.

"We're here, it's beautiful. The lady is beautiful no matter what." Yu'er was also infected by Chen Xuan's nervousness, and the whole room was filled with restlessness.

As the heavy footsteps came, Chen Xuan's heart started pounding. It was a nervousness that he didn't even understand.

Finally, that handsome face appeared in sight again.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Although his tone was very calm, Chen Xuan could see his uncontrollable excitement and joy from his bright and flashing eyes, as well as the thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

——He must have been afraid that I would be impatient, so he rushed over. Otherwise, why would he be sweating on such a cold night?

Just such a simple sentence and a thin layer of sweat calmed Chen Xuan's restless heart.

"Come, sit down and have some tea."

Without answering his question, Chen Xuan knew that he must be thirsty after a long journey here, "Yu'er makes tea."

As soon as she finished speaking, the sharp-eyed and careful Yu'er brought out a pot of good tea and said, "Young master, please use the tea."

After Yu'er finished speaking, she glanced at Long Chen secretly and smiled slightly, looking really cute and cute.

"Smelly girl, why are you laughing?" Chen Xuan asked playfully, looking at Yu'er's cunning expression.

"I just heard from Sister Luoyan that Young Master Long Chen is the most beautiful man in Fengming, so I am curious to see what Young Master Long Chen looks like. As expected, he is handsome and handsome, Yushu Lingfeng. He and the young lady are truly a match made in heaven."

Yu'er lowered her head and smiled mischievously, then brought the brewed tea to Long Chen's hand.
Chapter completed!