Chapter 885 He Isn't Broken Sleeve!

Feng Li felt like wanting to jump into a rage.

"Try a fart, no."

Then he suddenly realized that his reaction was too much, snorted coldly and said arrogantly: "The fake fairy is not here, I will watch you for him."

"Then I really want to thank you for your kindness on his behalf." Yu Qingqian gave him an angry look.

In fact, she just meant to play, and didn't really mean anything.

"You're welcome!" Feng Li lifted his chin, then poured a glass of wine for Yu Qingqian himself, and stuffed it into her hand, "Drink it yourself."

Yu Qingqian had nothing to do with him, and had no interest in flirting with beauties, so she played with her wine glass.

Seeing that she finally stopped playing around, Feng Chengxuan heaved a sigh of relief, and Sheng Moran's frowning brows relaxed.

However, Feng Chengyang felt a slight sense of hostility towards Feng Li, how could this man be so close to that woman?

After a while, the beauty's painting was finished, and she held it over to show Yu Qingqian.

Yu Qingqian took a closer look at the painting and found that the other party's painting skills were really superb, then took out a wooden box from the space ornaments and handed it over, "The sword is given to the hero, the paintbrush is given to the beauty, and this is a gift for you."

The corners of the mouths of the others twitched, what the hell is the gift of a paintbrush to a beauty?

Feng Li took the wooden box first and opened it, with a deep voice, "Let me first see what kind of paintbrush is worthy of this beauty."

When the wooden box was opened, everyone present saw a simple and elegant paintbrush lying inside, but it exuded the coercion of a high-grade spiritual weapon.

"You are very generous." Feng Li emphasized his tone with a deep meaning.

Yu Qingqian smiled indifferently: "I have always been so generous to beauties."

This is true. For beautiful things, she is always more tolerant and generous.

This pen was obtained when she was in Yinfengya. She is useless at all, and it is a bit difficult to give it to others.

Now seeing the beauty's superb painting skills, I want to give the hero a sword, without any other meaning.

Feng Li put the lid on the box and threw it to the beauty, "She gave it to you, but keep it safe."

The beauty is good at painting, and she really likes to paint. He took the box with joy in his eyes, not because it was a top-grade spiritual weapon, but because it was a good pen.

"Thank you, son, for your generous gift."

Feng Chengxuan was afraid that Yu Qingqian would make another scary move, so he immediately waved his hands and said, "We have something to talk about, you guys go down first."

Several people were very knowledgeable, and after listening to his words, they got off the water pavilion, and only Wen Qing was left playing the piano.

Yu Qingqian handed the words in his hand to Feng Chengxuan, "Uncle, this painting is for your collection."

"Didn't the beauties give you this? Why did you give it back to me?" After the beauties left, Feng Chengxuan also relaxed a lot, and looked at Yu Qingqian teasingly.

Yu Qingqian chuckled, "I sent you off because of the beauty in the painting."

Feng Li was afraid that Feng Chengxuan would refuse, so Yu Qingqian took the painting by herself, but the painting was a man, so she couldn't bear it.

He grabbed the painting and stuffed it into Feng Chengxuan's arms, "Your own beauty, keep it for yourself and appreciate it every day!"

Seeing Feng Chengyang giving him an ambiguous look, Feng Chengxuan couldn't laugh or cry, he and Wenqing are just friends, he is not broken sleeves!

In order not to let these people misunderstand, Feng Chengxuan politely let him go down after Wen Qing finished playing a piece.

Jiang Yao felt that the wine on the table was too light, and impatient to talk to Feng Chengxuan and others, so he sat down not far from Yu Qingqian and chatted with her, mainly discussing spirits.