Chapter 652 (1/2)
This is a teahouse, quite south of the Yangtze River construction pattern, white walls and black tiles, as well as pavilions and pavilions and small bridges and flowing water.
Generally speaking, the construction pattern of this teahouse is very distinctive.
At the same time, there are seven or eight young men and women sitting in the top teahouse of this teahouse. They are all dressed in fashion, and their clothes are not the children of ordinary people.
In the teahouse, there are four small but exquisite wooden tables. There are also several landscape paintings hanging on the walls around them, which is very artistic.
At each small table, there is a young woman kneeling on the ground, making tea for the young men and women sitting on the sofa.
Very elegant.
On the table, there are many luxury car keys, such as Ferrari, Porsche and Maserati, which are very luxurious.
The bags carried by young women are also big brands, Gucci, LV, Chanel
It's a party for the rich generation.
”What time is it? Why hasn't Zhou lingxuan arrived yet?”
A girl in a black perspective dress looks at the pate jade watch on her wrist and murmurs discontentedly.
On her feet, she stepped on the crystal shoes of Chanel, wearing a miniskirt and wearing delicate makeup, which made her look very mature.
Her name is Liu fei'er. She is the little princess of the Liu family, a famous Chinese martial arts family. She was arrogant since she was a child.
Another handsome young man with an inch in his head took a sip of tea at the moment, echoing: ”yes, Zhou lingxuan was always on time in the past. Why is it so slow today?”
As he spoke, he glanced at the girl.
As we all know, he likes Liu fei'er, and he has confessed many times, but he failed.
”Damn it! Lingxuan won't really bring that boy friend over here? I thought she was joking
Liu Fei Er side of a girl wearing a pink dress, at the moment pretending to be surprised.
”No, when did Zhou lingxuan have a boyfriend?”
”Asked the young man with a short head.
”Zhou lingxuan is also true. Don't you know Yan San Shao's friendship for her?”
Liu fei'er said deliberately indignant, and at the same time his eyes did not show any trace to look at a handsome man in a navy blue suit sitting in the middle of the group.
Yan Zi ang is the third young master of Yan family.
It is obvious that Yan Zi ang is the first son of this group of martial arts families.
After all, the status of the Yan Family in the field of Chinese martial arts is still very high.
Yan Zi Ang's sword eyebrows are a bunch at the moment, and the teacup in his hand is heavily placed on the table top. He hums coldly: ”no matter who dares to make an attempt against lingxuan, I will make him pay a painful price!”
Several men and women heard the speech and echoed:
”Yan San Shao is right! If Zhou lingxuan really brings a man here, we will make him look good! ”
”Ha ha, I'd like to have a look. It's the thing that doesn't have eyes. Dare to rob a woman with Yan San Shao!”
”Zhou lingxuan doesn't understand Yan San Shao's love for him. If Yan San Shao did this to me, I would have thrown myself into her arms.”
Listening to the chattering words of several people, Yan Zi ang sipped tea again, and felt a little displeased.
Zhou lingxuan, you'd better not bring people here!
While everyone was talking, the door of the tea room was pushed open from outside, and Zhou lingxuan came in with Chen Ping.
”Lingxuan, you're here at last, and you're out.”
Liu fei'er is the first one to come forward and embrace Zhou lingxuan. She looks very intimate.
”Zhou lingxuan, you don't mean enough. If you are late for the party, you should punish yourself.”
The inch head man followed.
”Well, who, shut the door and go out.”