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Chapter 442 Lu Xiaofeng 49

A gust of wind blows, Yan Xiaofu has never smelled the beautiful and fresh fragrance of flowers in the past twenty years, the only two fragrances of flowers she has ever smelled, one is called rape blossoms, It's called Cherry Blossom.

The former is a very weird scent, which is more suitable for eating; the latter is so weak that it can hardly be smelled. Yan Xiaofu has to get close every time to smell a little bit, and this scent will disappear quickly. disappear.

In fact, when entering a flower shop, you can often smell a kind of fragrant and somewhat abnormal fragrance. Before that, Yan Xiaofu thought it was the fragrance of the legendary flowers. It was not until a long time later that she realized that the fragrance of flowers in the flower shop was actually It's all processed...

It's meaningless to talk about this kind of thing. Yan Xiaofu is originally a northerner, and she really has no idea about flowers. She is still familiar with corn and the like, but at this moment, she still realized it in a flash. It's the smell of flowers.

It's not the smell of modern shampoo, body wash, or perfume, nor is it the smell of ancient powder.

This smell is very fresh, but with a little bit of temptation, it doesn't smell dizzy at all, and it's not the kind of popular flower smell in flower shops.

Yan Xiaofu who was at the scene could smell the fragrance of flowers, but the audience in the live broadcast room did not have this function of smell. The first thing they noticed was a small thing floating in front of the camera.

It's yellow petals.

This piece of yellow petals is like the first snowflake in winter, slowly drifting past the camera, heralding the arrival of winter.Then slowly, the number of snowflakes increased a little bit, more and more...

In the end, countless yellow petals were scattered one after another, and yellow butterflies seemed to flash across the screen of the live broadcast room, and the entire Chunhua Building was immersed in a sea of ​​flowers.

Yan Xiaofu looked at the screen, if it wasn't for the building, just looking at the number of falling petals, there would be someone in the cherry blossom forest in season.

In just a short period of time, a thin layer had been laid on the ground, and Yan Xiaofu even took a look at it, the petals fell so fucking beautifully, almost evenly in every place, there was no more than one piece at all. alopecia areata.

The person who sprinkled the petals is also an awesome person.

Yan Xiaofu poked her head out to look outside, and forcibly found a favorable terrain for the camera, just enough to see the person coming up from below.

The first one who came up was a girl in white clothes. This girl was very beautiful. She was dressed in white clothes. She was very cool and beautiful.

As the saying goes, as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one. As soon as this girl comes up, the onlookers will know that the city lord must be rich... and not just ordinary rich.

The viewers in the live broadcast room were still nervous at first whether it was the city lord who came up, but after seeing the first maid, all their hearts fell into their stomachs, and then they started booing.

"A maid came out!"

"The second one! The second one came out too!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Yan Xiaofu counted the number of people, and a total of six maids passed by. Each maid was dressed in white, holding a flower basket filled with yellow petals, and scattered them around as she walked.

The pair of hands are weak and boneless, but they are very powerful. The position where each petal falls seems to be positioned. It will not fall on the person's body, but will fall on the ground with precision.

Yan Xiaofu sat on the chair, narrowed her eyes involuntarily, and watched the seventh person in white clothes come up from downstairs.

The seventh person who came up was a man.

He was tall, compared with the previous women who were also dressed in white, it seemed that he suddenly stood out in the field of vision.

The man's eyes looked at the front very calmly, and the eyeballs were not the very authentic black, but yellow.In fact, the eyes of Central Plains people are generally dark yellow to black, but everyone is as prominent as the person in front of them.

What's more, although this person's eyes are not dark, they are bright enough.

When he walked up, the camera slowly followed him. This was temporarily accepted by the system, and Yan Xiaofu didn't care about it, because at this time, she was only watching secretly with the melon-eaters nearby.

She now feels like a crowd of onlookers in a novel, even though these people are never mentioned in the novel, Yan Xiaofu firmly believes that she has become a crowd of onlookers in the novel.

Ye Gucheng walked towards here slowly, he walked very slowly, like a startled shadow on the camera.

Yan Xiaofu, a spectator on the scene, and the audience in front of the screen are in completely different moods at this time. If the audience in the live broadcast room seems to be watching the most classic scenes in old Hong Kong movies, Being so beautiful that she can't speak any words, then Yan Xiaofu thinks a little more.

Her gaze slowly followed Ye Gucheng's moving figure, not daring to let go of it at all.

However, Yan Xiaofu didn't know that her eyes were also very strange now, her eyes were slightly squinted, as if she was looking at something.

In the eyes of the onlookers, she is actually a strange person...

If there might have been some voices in the Chunhua Building just now, then there is complete silence everywhere now.

Ye Gucheng walked very slowly, exactly the same slow way that Yan Xiaofu used to walk the oiran steps.

...Because his purpose is the same as those oirans who are showing off on the street, it is to show off to the passers-by on the street.

When Ye Gucheng stood still in the building, he slowly raised his eyes and glanced in front of him. At that moment, a nobility that was completely different from Ximen Chuuxue was revealed.

From the moment he went upstairs to now, his gaze has hardly moved, and only when he stood up did he slowly raise his eyes to take a look.

If a gentleman is not serious, he will not be mighty. Don't look at injustices, and don't move if they are inappropriate.

Really... completely different.

Yan Xiaofu looked at the person in front of her, and felt that he should live in a place that was solemn and luxurious but also had such a sense of immortality. Compared with Ximen Chuuxue, she had less of that feeling, but had a little more of it It feels like, maybe if it were him, he would not be as rigorous as Ye Gucheng in every move.

Ximen Chuuxue is actually a bit of a chivalrous person. Before killing someone, he must go to a brothel and choose the most beautiful girls to trim his nails. This is definitely not Ye Gucheng's style, but Ximen Chuuxue's style .

So one of the two lives in Feixian Island, which sounds like a place with a sense of immortality, plus a kind of nobility brought by the pearls and gems produced on the island; while the other lives in Wanmei Shanzhuang, a very poetic place, with thousands of plums falling in the village, just by hearing the name, one can imagine what a wanton scene it is.

Gu Long is really powerful. Two men who are equally handsome, cold, dressed in white, and use the same sword can write in two completely different styles.

This is not considered a foundation, so what else can be counted as a foundation...

"Fuck..."

"Where am I? What is this? What am I looking at? Are we traveling collectively now?"

"My... God, I don't know what to say anymore."

"Look at his hands!"

"Ye Gucheng's hair is well-tied! The moustache looks good too! How come everyone looks so good-looking!"

Yan Xiaofu's eyes narrowed slightly, she didn't know what kind of expression she had now, if she knew, she might look at Ye Gucheng with a different expression, otherwise this expression of pure scrutiny would be a little bit The feeling of provocation.

After Ye Gucheng stood still, he didn't look around, he just looked at Lu Xiaofeng's face beside Yan Xiaofu, and nodded slightly to him.

"You are here too."

A very calm male voice.The voices of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue are also different, Ye Gucheng is older after all, so his voice sounds a little deeper than Ximen Chuuxue's in Yan Xiaofu's memory.

"I'm here too." Lu Xiaofeng said.

"Very good." Ye Gucheng said, "I know you will definitely come."

Today's TV dramas all pay attention to dubbing, and they can't match well just like this. The mouth shape and lines often don't match, and the audience is completely fooled.

However, Yan Xiaofu can say with certainty that the voice just now is the original voice of the man in front of her. Of course, the audience can hear it, even the echo produced in the overly quiet Chunhua Building is so pleasant .

The camera was in front of Yan Xiaofu, and Ye Gucheng was looking at Lu Xiaofeng, so in the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room, Ye Gucheng literally said this sentence to the camera in the live broadcast room.

Field recording, the ultimate configuration for modern TV dramas.

Just ask you if you hang up or not.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa !"

It's one thing before you haven't seen it, and another thing after you've seen it.After meeting each other, everyone suddenly realized and said, "Oh, it turned out to be him."

It's him.

Even this meeting still has some unsteady will, and the people who insisted on standing at Ximen Chuuxue before began to drift towards the city lord...

"It's the Ye Gucheng I thought of, what the hell!!! This appearance is so beautiful!!! This flower is also beautiful, and the person is also beautiful!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I want to cut it down and use it as a desktop!"

"Who has a high-resolution picture?"

"Hand licking, shit!!"

Yan Xiaofu suddenly came back to her senses, because when Ye Gucheng took his gaze away from Lu Xiaofeng, he happened to take that indifferent gaze past her.

At this moment, Yan Xiaofu's pupils widened suddenly, and when she regained consciousness again, she suddenly became confused.

Just, what happened just now...