Long Zhanyan didn't ask, just glanced at him quietly, and then looked away at the sky, muttering in the air, "The sun has already set."

In the dense bamboo forest, the green bamboos stand tall, and there are some unknown white wildflowers, gently swaying in the breeze.

"Zhan Yan, what is the matter with you coming to me?"

Long Zhanyan looked back quickly, and his surprise flashed.

Long Zhanya smiled, and said with a shallow smile, "You took the initiative to come to me, there should be something." ”

"Big brother, I thought you forgot about it while chatting, why isn't it a matter to talk to you?" Long Zhanyan spread his hands.

Long Zhanya didn't pay attention to her ridicule, his expression was gentle, and he said softly, "You came to me to ask about Jiang Fengxiang, right?"

Long Zhanyan, who originally wanted to open his mouth to speak, coughed again and again, as if he was choked by his own saliva, and his eyes were a little embarrassed.

Long Zhanya was still smiling, his gentle expression looked elegant and elegant, as if he was waiting for her to ask.

I have never seen such a look on Jiang Fengxiang's face, he has always been unruly and arrogant, a trace of bitterness slowly dissolved at the corner of Long Zhanyan's mouth, she was so helpless, it seemed to be mixed with something.

It didn't take long for someone to report that they had moved to the living room in front of them, and that dinner was about to begin.

Long Zhanyan and his eldest brother rushed over, and after a while, everyone arrived, it was nothing more than the two of them and the four people of the Murong family plus Jiang Fengxiang, who was also a guest.

The predecessor of the Murong family, she is Murong Ziyu's second uncle, she seems to be a very kind old man, quite hospitable, desperately greeting, Long Zhanyan and them eat more, I can't imagine that she and the arrogant and domineering Murong Ying will be a family.

It may be that Murong Ziyu was present, and Murong Ying's attitude was somewhat restrained. Except for occasionally glaring at Long Zhanyan, more often than not, like a daughter, she sits there to eat.

"Haoran, why didn't Li Ershao come?" Murong Jian asked, it was the name of the second uncle.

"He's got a step ahead." Murong Haoran put down the chopsticks in his hand and asked tentatively, Dad, do you have anything to do with him? ”

"Okay, I'll announce this matter to everyone, so I intend to match Ying'er to Li Ershao, you should have no opinion on this matter." Murong Jian laughed heartily, looked at Murong Ying and said.

Long Zhanyan's hand holding the chopsticks paused, her eyes quietly turned around at the dinner table, her expression was also faint, and she found that Murong Ying's delicate face had added a touch of shyness, and she seemed to be quite satisfied with this marriage, Murong Jian was smiling from beginning to end. Murong Jian only had a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, but in Long Zhanyan's face, such a smile seemed to hide a trace of unfathomable danger.

As for Murong Ziyu, he raised his eyebrows in some surprise at first, and then smiled, the kind of smile that belonged to Murong Murong Young Master. Then he said with a smile, "Li Er Shao is a young hero, Murong Ying can get this husband, and I, as an elder brother, am also very happy for her." ”

Well, how exactly can this situation be explained? Long Zhanyan bit his chopsticks for a while, everyone here is so complicated, they should all have unsightly thoughts in their hearts, but now they are still sitting here with Jiang Fengxiang.

"Miss Long, I have already heard what happened to Ziyu just now, Murong Jian turned to Long Zhanyan again, Ying'er was spoiled by me, if there is any rudeness to Miss Long, please forgive me!"

Suddenly hearing Murong Jian talking to himself, Long Zhanyan unexpectedly pulled the chopsticks out of his mouth, blinked his eyes and said, "Where is it, Senior Murong is too polite." ”

"Hehe, it's rare for Haoran to bring guests back, Miss Long and Young Master Long might as well stay for a while longer!" , Murong Jian's smile was a little ambiguous, "In this way, Miss Long can also talk to Haoran more and get along for a while!" ”

Damn, why does everyone in the Murong family think that they have an ulterior relationship with Murong Haoran? There is a limit to the mandarin duck spectrum.

Looking up, Murong Haoran had a light smile on his delicate face, and looked over quietly, but there was no explanation.

Long Zhanyan, not smiling, said, "Actually, Murong Ershao and I are just general friends, and besides, Murong Ershao is so busy, so I don't want to bother too much." ”

Murong Jian still put on a smile that he seemed to know everything and seemed to know everything, and said, "You young people's affairs should be handled by yourself, the old man is also old, and he can't take care of it." "I really want to slap this old man's smile with one palm.

Long Zhanyan secretly looked at Jiang Fengxiang, he didn't seem to care about eating by himself.

"Ziyu, why don't you take everyone around the city tomorrow, how about young people play together?" Murong Jian turned around and looked like Murong Ziyu.

"That's what I'm planning, second uncle." Murong Ziyu nodded.

I'm too good, go out to play, I'm interested in this, Long Zhanyan had a smile on his face, but he saw Murong Ying at a glance.

Thinking of wanting to hang out with this tricky woman, his interest immediately decreased by half, and he pouted, forget it, and when it was time for him to slip away alone, ignore them.

"I still have some things to attend to tomorrow, and it's a pity that I can't go with you, I wish you all fun!" Murong Haoran's eyes were as clear as water, but every ripple rippled in them, all of which were hidden in the depths of his eyes, so that people could not see or touch them, so he made a toast with a wine glass.

Back in his room, Long Zhanyan was lying on the bed, with a pensive look, his hands pillowed behind his head, his body was lying straight on his back, his eyes looked at the roof, the dark night, so quiet that there was no trace, and he could even hear Long Zhanyan's faint breathing in the room, most of the night had gone, but Long Zhanyan did not have the slightest sleepiness, a pair of eyes turned around, and he didn't know what to think in his head.

There seemed to be a black shadow flashing outside the window, Long Zhanyan looked out, slowly got up from the bed, sat up straight, the room was dark, only a few rays of silver moonlight, looming, still quiet, as if that figure, just a momentary illusion, the corners of Long Zhanyan's mouth were slightly hooked, and he seemed to smile and said, "Since you have already come, why hide and say hello?" ”

There was no one in the silence.

Long Zhanyan, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, mocked: "If you don't say it, then I'm welcome."

As soon as the words fell, Long Zhanyan's body instantly went into the shadow of the corner of the wall, and a silver sword slashed out in the air.

A black shadow immediately appeared in the room, and his face was covered with a black cloth, and he could only see that the man's eyes were full of murderous aura.