In order to entertain them well, the people here specially booked a venue for them in a restaurant. They could go to eat morning, noon and evening, and the dishes were rich.

In order to show sincerity, the master and officials of all sizes in the city would often come to accompany them to eat. They were very thoughtful and enthusiastic, which made these pre-selected disciples feel very touched. They didn't expect that they were raised as pigs...

There were already a lot of people coming to the dining room, and most of the pre-selected disciples arrived.

Jun Feise glanced casually and could not see Feng Xingyi and Mo Yingying's figures.

Are these two still sleeping?

Or did you have a separate sip?

She looked at the dishes in the cafeteria and found that she didn't have much appetite.

Isn’t my appetite tricked by Feng Xingyi?

This doesn't work!

Feng Xingyi has found another companion now, but she is afraid she will not cook for her again. She has to learn to adapt to other food flavors.

She asked for a meal and was about to find a seat to sit down.

When passing a dining table, someone called her: "Xiawan, you...you sit here."

Jun Feise turned around and found that the other party was a handsome young man, one of the pre-selected disciples this time. What was his name?

Jun Feise felt that her face blindness seemed to have worsened again.

She has been with these pre-selected disciples for several days, and has even lived and died together, but she still can't remember the names of most people.

The same is true for the boy in front of her, she only looked familiar...

Perhaps she had been staring at her for a little longer, and the boy's cheeks were slightly red, but he insisted: "You sit here, I...I have something to say to you."

OK, Jun Feise walked over and sat down.

There was only one young man on the table. Jun Feise sat opposite him, and asked him while picking up food: "What do you have to say?"

The boy had a meal: "You...you eat first."

Does he have any stuttering habits?

Jun Feise's mind was filled with questions, but he didn't urge him to eat his own food.

As a result, the boy didn't say anything decent until he finished eating. Instead, he rambled and made a lot of useless things, and his handsome face turned red.

Jun Feise was a little puzzled, not understanding what was wrong with him?

At the end, Jun Feise was a little impatient and finally asked him directly: "What do you have to say? Just be more masculine! What do you hesitate to say?"

So, the boy's face turned redder and looked like a purple eggplant: "I...I..."

He had "I" several times, but he didn't say the following words. He felt anxious and suddenly handed a wrinkled letter to Jun Feise: "I want to... what I want to say is all on this. You... look... and see, don't... don't rush to answer me..."

Jun Feise held a question mark on his head and was about to open the letter, the boy hurriedly said, "You...you open it again when you go back."

What are you doing so mysterious?

Did he find something but it was inconvenient to say it?

Well, this is possible!

There are still a few of these disciples who are smart.

Jun Feise was about to put away the letter, but a hand came over to pull the letter away from her.

Jun Feise was startled and turned around and found that Feng Xingyi had come to her at some point. The letter was pinched in a slim hand.

Jun Feise: "..."

When did he come?!

It was elusive and scared her!

She subconsciously looked behind him and did not find Mo Yingying's figure.

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Chapter completed!