Metaphysics masters dream of having black fans

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Chapter 23 Xue Yi

    pennant?

    Only then did Chu Yanxiao remember that the last time she was in the Azure Club, she casually said that when she returned, she would order a pennant for the two brothers to express her gratitude.

    It's just that she forgot when she turned around after saying this, but she didn't expect the person involved to remember? !

    Chu Yan pretended to be stupid with a smile, and said to him from left to right, "What a coincidence! Why are you here?"

    Feng Yan didn't expose her, "This is my home, of course I will be here."

    Ke Xudong looked at the two familiar Chatting on the Internet, he asked suspiciously, "You two know each other?"

    Both of them said in unison: "I don't know."

    Seeing that Ke Xudong was even more confused, Chu Yanxiao explained, "I just met once, so I don't know each other."

    The housekeeper called in due course Breaking them off, he said, "The old man has to rest at noon, why don't the young master wait until the old man finishes seeing him before talking to Miss Chu?"

    The old man wants to see this little girl?

    Feng Yan was a little curious, coughed lightly and said, "It just so happens that I left something with Grandpa, I'll go with you."

    The butler didn't stop him, and took the two guests to the main room and said goodbye.

    In the main room, a hale and hearty old man was reading a book wearing presbyopic glasses.

    Feng Yan walked in first, "Grandpa."

    Seeing Feng Yan coming, the old man took off his reading glasses and smiled kindly, "Little Yan, why are you back?"

    Feng Yan curled his lips lazily, "Again I miss you."

    He turned sideways, and the old man saw Ke Xudong and Chu Yanxiao following behind him, and got up to greet them.

    "Xiao Ke is here, this is..."

    Ke Xudong hastily introduced, "Old Feng, this is the master I told you about, her surname is Chu, and her name is Chu Yanxiao. Don't look at her as small, she is really capable !"

    After speaking, he turned his head and introduced to Chu Yanxiao, "Yanxiao, this is Old Feng."

    Chu Yanxiao bowed slightly, "Hello, Old Feng!"

    At such an advanced age, Old Feng has seen too many things.

    He did not despise Chu Yanxiao at all, but admired, "The young people nowadays are amazing! They have such abilities at such a young age!"

    Chu Yanxiao smiled modestly, "Old Feng, you are absurd."

    Her gaze Moving to the painting that Feng Lao hung in the living room, "Feng Lao came to me this time, but because of that painting?"

    Feng Lao also looked at that painting, it was a landscape painting of the Tang Dynasty.

    He shook his head, "It's related to the painting, but it's not this painting. It's just that some strange things have happened in my house these past few days." Mr. Feng likes to

    write and write with a brush. The paper inkstone was spread out on the desk in the study.

    One day, Mr. Feng woke up in the morning and wanted to paint a few strokes, and found a finished landscape painting on the table.