Chapter 1845 The Mysterious Black Market Young Master in the house. et A man was leaning against the windowsill, looking up at the same side.
I saw that he was dressed in white, his appearance was clear and handsome, and the whole person was elegant and outstanding under the sun, and his indescribable appearance was Tsinghua and warm.
His long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, and there was no trace of emotion in them.
It looks like a lotus, but in fact, it is full of coldness and indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.
"Princess Han, please be seated."
The man stretched out his hand and sang a "please" gesture towards Feng, obviously his voice was warm and good, but it was also cold without a trace of emotion.
"Tell me to sing."
Feng Qingge said lightly to him, and casually pulled a chair and sat down.
The man looked at Feng Qingge's beautiful face, and there was an unprecedented look of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly returned to coldness.
Feng Qingge could see that the person in front of him was not deliberately disguised as Qinggao, but was born with a cold personality and was not good at communicating with people.
He nodded, and introduced himself to Feng Tingge: "Northern Desert Wind, fortunately." ” "Surname North" Feng Qingge raised his eyes to look at the northern desert wind in surprise.
I can't blame her for being rare and weird, but this surname, looking at the entire Chiyan Continent, is also very rare.
"If my guess is correct, Bei Gongzi shouldn't be from Dongsheng Kingdom," Feng Qingge opened his mouth and asked.
"Yes."
Bei Mofeng's indifferent eyes flashed, and he nodded indifferently.
Feng Tingge hooked a smile on the corner of his lips: "It's the first time we met, and I'm glad to meet."
It's just that I don't know if I should call you Bei Gongzi or the mysterious young master of the black market."
Feng Qingge stared at the Northern Desert Wind tightly with a pair of eyes, and said meaningfully.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have thought of it The most mysterious black market young master in the entire Chiyan Continent could be such an indifferent and handsome young man.
Feng Qingge smelled the scent of grass on the end of his nose, as if he suddenly thought of something, and the smile on the corner of his lips suddenly became thicker.
"You're welcome, since we're about to be partners, then it's good to call me Mofeng."
Bei Mofeng said in a cold voice.
While the two were talking, there was already a small servant who quickly served tea, and then retreated without daring to stop for a moment.
"Please use tea."
Bei Mofeng picked up the tea cup and gestured towards Feng Tingge.
"Thank you."
Feng Tingge hooked her lips and smiled.
When she reached out to take the teacup and lifted the lid of the tea, Feng Tiange was stunned.
"This is Bixue Tea," Feng Tingge's eyes widened in surprise.
The tea soup and taste of the cup of tea in front of her were exactly the same as the ones she drank from the Queen Mother not long ago, and it was indeed genuine Bixue tea.
Feng Qingge took a sip of clear tea, and looked at the light of the Northern Desert Wind, and a thoughtful look flashed.
The Queen Mother once said that this kind of Bixue tea is very rare, and the annual output of the entire Northern Regions is only a few catties.
Unless it is a royal noble, it is impossible to have such a precious tea.
As soon as the Northern Desert Wind made a move, it was a precious and unprecious Bixue tea.
His identity It's definitely not just a young master behind a black market.
Feng Qingge thought silently and put down the tea cup in his hand.
With his right hand, he wiped the storage ring and took out a few pages of paper and handed them to Bei Mofeng
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