Chapter 121： Patron saint of dogs

Zhu Danjing has been seated.

The old man asked him to sit next to Feng Chuchu, but Tang Qianfan was the center of the conversation, as if he had forgotten to link him to Feng Chuchu.

There was light in Qiao Shiwan's eyes: "Sure enough, the ethereal man looks good and writes well."

Then, I asked Zhu Danjing: "Mr. Zhu, is she the oldest in your association?"

Zhu Danjing nodded: "Not only the best, but also the most powerful. People who haven't met her think Yuanxin is an old man with a rich life. Therefore, she usually won't show up. I don't know, this is instead. Liar opportunity."

The old man nodded with satisfaction and looked at Tang Qianmeng: "Mangmeng, when did you start learning calligraphy?"

Qian Miao's face was very calm, and there was no change because of his identity being revealed. It seemed that he had expected this situation a long time ago.

She said: "Five years old."

"I learned at five years old. A Can and Chu Chu only knew how to play when they were five." The old man said casually.

Then he said, "Chu Chu, don't you really admire Yuanxin? In the future, you will ask Miao Miao for advice and advice."

Yu Huiyan and Feng Chuchu's mother and daughter were sitting on pins and needles, and they did not dare to take a look at Tang Qianfan.

The color of blue and white was floating on his face, his eyes were empty, and he was shocked by the appearance of a super-strike.

After a while, Feng Chuchu left the table under the pretext of going to the bathroom. When he got up, his expression was still dull.

Feng Can slowly regained consciousness, swallowed a sip of water, and looked at Tang Qianfan up and down: "You...what else can't you do? The last time you gave Chu Chuxiu the computer, it was solved all at once. This time it was unexpectedly solved. It gave us this big surprise! But why didn't you follow us earlier."

The old man said: "It's a low-key that is miserable, do you think everyone likes to show off?"

Feng Can raised his eyebrows: "Then this is too low-key. I became a master one year older than me. It seems that my life is a failure."

Then, turning to look at the old brother: "Brother, are you also surprised?"

"Well, surprised."

For a girl like a rabbit, it is hard to imagine that she is related to this kind of artistic work that requires concentration, and not only is it related, but she has done her best.

The corners of Feng Can's mouth twitched, "You don't look surprised at all."

Feng Xian glanced at him, did not continue to pay attention to him, and put food in Qianmiao's bowl: "Eat more, Teacher Yuanxin."

Qian Miao twisted his eyebrows and said softly, "Shut up."

The sound was light and shallow, and only Fengxian could hear it.

With an emotional sound, he licked his lips.

After the meal, Qian Mian found an opportunity to go out and breathe.

Along the way, the glances of people passing by at her were completely different from when they first entered the banquet hall.

Appreciation, doubt, jealousy, and disdain are all.

It didn't take long for Zhu Danjing to follow out, and the two chatted in the yard.

As soon as I sat down, there was a dog barking.

The barking voice was very loud, revealing a murderous look.

Qianmiao smelled the scent of Samoyed, turned his head to look, and soon saw a white object sprinting over and rushing towards the Zhudan Mirror.

Zhu Danjing hid himself and laughed: "What's wrong with it?"

Qian Miao leaned back in the chair, smiled lazily, raised his eyebrows: "See you are not pleasing to your eyes."

The tail of the Samoyed whose tail was dyed pink by Feng Can, when facing her, he wags his tail frantically. When facing the bamboo mirror, it stands upright, turning from a soft and cute into a chirp. The mighty patron saint.

Zhu Danjing reluctantly stepped back: "The first time I met, I treated me like this. It seems that I look too unpleasant."

He tried several times to return to Tang Qianyan's side, but failed.

Samoyed was rushed to ten meters away.

Helpless, Zhu Danjing greeted her and returned to the banquet hall.

The dog didn't follow him, but after seeing him go, he ran towards Qianmiao with his tongue.

All of a sudden, he leaped his forefoot and lay on Qianmiao's knee, acting like a baby.

Qianmiao's eyes opened with a smile, and he fiddled with its paws: "Who asked you to do this, huh?"

The dog turned his head and looked into the distance.