Riding the Pheonix Chapter 73: 3 people

"Miss Ming, sit down." Yang Shu said this and turned his attention to the market.

Mingwei took a look and saw a slim figure wearing a power fence, standing in front of a stall opposite the market, picking up handkerchiefs.

"My figure is a bit similar to yours." Yang Shu said, "But I'm definitely not as beautiful as you."

Ming Wei said: "Master Yang's way of praising others is so special."

"That's also because Miss Ming is very beautiful."

Mingwei was a little disgusted and said: "Master Yang, don't you smell anything special? Like the smell of feet or something..."

The words "foot-picking man" immediately came to Yang Shu's mind, and he became the one who was disgusted.

There is a tea set on the table. Mingwei makes tea for herself slowly and then drinks it herself.

Whether it is tea or water, both are rare, and today she is lucky enough.

Mingwei put down the tea cup: "Mr. Yang, why don't you get down to business quickly? Miss Awan will be back later, and she doesn't seem to be happy about us being together."

"Miss Ming is really anxious." Yang Shu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, the beauty has spoken, why are you hesitating? After all, I have always been so compassionate."

With a push of his hand, the window closed.

The last thing anyone who stares at this window sees is him reaching out to hold the pair of catkins holding the teacup.

Tsk, beauties are sure to come.

She is still a beauty who has just lost her mother.

What a shameless couple!

As soon as the window closed, Mingwei picked up the tea cup and brought it to his lips just as he was about to hold his palm.

She looked as natural as if she had meant to do it, instead of deliberately avoiding him.

Yang Shu found nothing and had to change his goal and go to get another cup of tea: "Whether you pick your feet or not, you are definitely not a big man."

"Why?"

"Too stingy." He said, "Do you know what is the first thing a man wants to do if he becomes a woman?"

Mingwei thought seriously: "Touch your chest?"

"Tsk——" Yang Shu laughed out loud, "You quite understand."

Mingwei raised his eyebrows and continued drinking tea.

"To extend it further, I just want to try what it feels like to be a woman."

The word "he" obviously has a special meaning.

Mingwei said thoughtfully: "It makes sense."

Yang Shu's eyes were filled with affection, and he leaned over and lowered his voice: "Then let's try?"

His voice was deep, somewhere between a boy's and a man's, with a high-pitched ending that sounded especially romantic. Talking in such a suppressed voice and being so close at the same time makes one's ears numb.

Mingwei reached out and rubbed his ears and said, "But if it were me, I would want to try another thing."

"Oh?" Yang Shu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her with a smile.

"If you become a woman, you will be the same **** to other women, and you will definitely not be wary. Then, we can take a bath together, or sleep together... By the way, Miss Awan has been inseparable from me recently... ”

Seeing Yang Shu's slightly changed expression, she laughed: "Young Master Yang, your skills are not enough!"

Although it was a smile, there was a coldness in it. And the reply just now reminded him clearly: she was unhappy, at least, she had no intention of joking with him like this.

Is it because of the death of Mrs. Mingsan?

Oh, by the way, she really regarded her as her mother.

My mother has recently died, and it is very disrespectful to flirt with a man like this.

Thinking of this, Yang Shu straightened his expression, feeling a little bit regretful in his heart.

When did he become so blind?

Because she was never regarded as Miss Mingqi from the beginning, so didn’t you expect this?

Still...

The door was knocked twice, and Ah Wan's voice sounded: "Young Master."

"Ahem, come in." He coughed to cover up his embarrassment.

A-wan has already ordered the food, and the chef of this restaurant is also quick. In such a short time, everything is ready, and a table full of hot and cold dishes and snacks is placed.

"Sir, this is the best peach blossom wine in Dongning. Please try it." Ah Wan poured the wine diligently.

Yang Shu smiled and said: "Don't wait for me to reward you today. Just sit down and eat."

"You're welcome, slave!" Ah Wan sat down with a smile.

Yang Shu reached out and rubbed her head, his eyebrows gentle.

While their master and servant were talking, Mingwei had already moved his chopsticks.

She ate a piece of steamed fish, fried mountain delicacies with a few chopsticks, and finally drank a small bowl of mutton soup.

Yang Shu didn't take a few bites, but drank wine slowly by himself.

Seeing her put down her chopsticks, he said, "Why, it doesn't suit your taste?"

Mingwei rinsed her mouth with tea: "Young Master Yang wants to see me today, isn't it just to treat me to dinner?"

This is because I am impatient to socialize with him.

Yang Shu smiled and said: "Miss Ming is really anxious. We have a whole afternoon to talk slowly."

Mingwei shook his head but said nothing.

Yang Shu had no choice but to tell her clearly: "There are still people who haven't come yet, please wait."

Mingwei's eyes lit up: "Master Jiang?"

Yang Shu sighed: "You are happier to see him than to see me."

When she was about to open her mouth, he raised his hand to stop her: "Okay, stop talking, I don't want to humiliate myself."

Ming smiled: "Mr. Yang~IndoMTL.com~ You are much more pleasing to the eye than before."

Can't you just speak normally? There's nothing wrong with hooking up, just like a peacock.

Seeing her smile with crooked eyebrows, Yang Shu's brain twitched and he said: "So Miss Ming likes serious people? Okay! Then I will be more serious from now on."

"..."

"Knock, knock!" The door knocked just in time, and Ah Xuan's voice came in, "Sir, we are here."

The door opened and it was Jiang Wenfeng who came in.

Mingwei stood up and saluted him: "Master Jiang."

Jiang Wenfeng looked a little tired, wondering if he had just withdrawn from the paperwork.

"Miss Ming." He responded gently.

Ah Wan stood up: "Master Jiang, please sit down for a moment. I am going to change the table."

Jiang Wenfeng waved his hand: "Miss Awan, please stop being busy, I have already eaten."

Ah Wan then said: "Then slave girl, go and bring me a pot of tea."

The seats were removed, tea and snacks were replaced, and the three of them sat separately.

This was the first time the three of them sat face to face.

"I came out during my lunch break. I don't have much time. To make a long story short." Jiang Wenfeng said, "The cause of Gengsan's death was very strange. His neck was broken by a sudden twist. I used to use the excuse to stay at the Ming family. For two days, no clues were found where his bones were buried. I think it took ten years to cover up all the clues. So, I can't do anything about it, Miss Seven, I can only look to you."

Ming Wei asked: "Is Geng San the codename of this secret agent? Can I see his resume?"

Jiang Wenfeng looked at Yang Shu.

His official rank is higher, but when it comes to the Imperial City Division, Yang Shu can make the decision.

"Okay." Yang Shu seemed to have prepared it a long time ago. He picked up the booklet on the small table and threw it in front of her. "Imperial City Secretary Secret Records, after leaving this room, I hope Miss Ming will forget about it." Clean."