"Forget this face, we probably won't meet again."

Wang Xiao sighed, picked up the facial towel and stood up to leave.

Emperor Maode suddenly stopped when he looked at Wang Xiao, subconsciously thinking that he was going to take action. When he was scared, he heard Wang Xiao say, "Since we meet, we are destined to meet, how about I give the princess a gift?"

"What gift?" Emperor Maode asked in confusion.

Wang Xiao didn't speak, and found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and large drawing paper from the Zen room, spread it on the table, picked up the pen and started to draw it.

Emperor Maode couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart and stepped forward to watch.

Hoksai's painting skills are really outstanding, and Wang Xiao is very skillful in using them. Without much effort, Emperor Maode on the side could already see that Wang Xiao was painting himself.

Emperor Maode, who had a red face, bit his lower lip lightly, looked at it for a while, and then took the initiative to reach out to help Wang Xiao polish the ink.

Wang Xiao turned his head and looked at her without saying anything to continue his painting.

After the painting was completed, Wang Xiao engraved on the side: "On the tenth day of the first lunar month of the first year of Xuanhe, Daxiangguo Temple met Miss Zhao Fujin. When he saw the city, he saw the country again. He gave this painting especially."

After thinking about it, Wang Xiao decided to use the sentence of his apprentice Wen's copying of the husband and continued to write a poem aside.

‘If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sorrowful to paint a fan?’

‘The hearts of old friends are changed in vain, but the hearts of old friends are changed in a hurry.’

‘After the words of Mount Li, I will never complain about the tears and rain.’

‘How can you be as happy as a man in a brocade and wish to join the branches on the same day?’

"I finally did many things that my time travel predecessors have done." Wang Xiao nodded with satisfaction and silently praised himself in his heart.

He looked over and realized that Emperor Maode on the side was already crazy about watching.

In this era without the Internet and social APP, beautiful words and sentences are fatal to girls like Maode, who are reading and literate.

Zhao Fujin was really stupid.

The paintings are beautiful and exquisite. But this poem is definitely a top-notch masterpiece even in the Song Dynasty, where poets emerge in many places. Especially, this poem is still given to you.

Zhao Fujin felt Wang Xiao's gaze, his face flushed as if he was about to drip bleeding.

Wang Xiao felt good and felt that the flirting with girls today was definitely the top-notch. He smiled and nodded, "I'll leave first. If you are destined to see you next time."

Seeing Wang Xiao put on a scarf and walked towards the window, Emperor Maode subconsciously asked, "I don't know the young master's name yet."

Wang Xiao looked back at her with clear eyes, "If you have the fate, you will tell me next time you meet."

It’s not that Wang Xiao doesn’t want to say it, but that from his master-level girl-sexing eyes, the girl in front of him has been touched. Leaving some suspense at this time will make her even more unforgettable.

All of the above are what Wang Xiao saw from the scumbag's manual, and it is definitely not his personal experience. It is definitely not.

He slowly opened a gap in the window and looked carefully. There was no one outside. Wang Xiao waved back without looking back, pushed open the window and jumped away with Dongguanzai's hurdle.

Zhao Fujin stared blankly at the closed window, and a moment later his eyes fell on the painting in front of him.

"If life is just like the first meeting"

The experienced Wang Xiao easily avoided the lazy imperial troupe and the monks who were trembling and did not dare to approach them at all, and soon climbed over the wall and left Daxiangguo Temple again.

Wang Xiao had a sudden idea to meet this most beautiful princess with a ill-fated fate. Unexpectedly, the result was much better than I had imagined before.

Wang Xiao was in a good mood and hummed a small song along the Bian River, exploring the scenery of Bianliang depicted by the Qingming Festival.

Until a Cuju made of pig urine bubble flew towards him in the air.

Wang Xiao subconsciously pushed his chest sideways and took Cuju with a light jump.

There was a not-so-large lawn on the side, and a group of strong men in different colors were shouting at him to kick Cuju back.

Wang Xiao was in a good mood and picked Cuju with his toes on his feet a few times, then stepped forward and rushed towards the goal on one side.

The people on the field obviously did not expect that this would happen. Several people watched Wang Xiao whistle by his side in a daze.

Then they came to their senses and rushed up with a loud shout.

It’s really not a brag. Wang Xiao was indeed on the school team when he was in school, and he also participated in the city competitions on behalf of the school.

At that time, he had fantasized about becoming a powerful football star, but later lost to the cruel reality.

Although I haven't played for many years, my technical awareness is still there. What is easy to play with is one after another.

The people on the court were obviously angry by Wang Xiao's playfulness, and they all rushed to the scene with various flying shovels, kicking them, and even hugging them with their shoulders.

Wang Xiao's face turned cold. Since you don't follow the rules, I'm embarrassed.

As he was kicking, Wang Xiao directly hit the ball one by one. He was fighting against his strength that was far beyond ordinary people, and all kinds of screams of fractures suddenly resounded throughout the wild court.

As for the one who came over with his shoulders, he even came back where he came from.

Wang Xiao rushed forward like a bulldozer, directly knocking the pig urine bubble and the last unlucky guy in front of the goal into the goal.

When Wang Xiao was still unsatisfied with his head and raised his hands, dozens of big men gathered around him. They all looked angry, rolled up their sleeves and pinched their fists, and prepared to have a warm-up exercise to fight against each other one by one.

"Who are you?"

A lazy voice came from outside the circle of people, and the circle of people quickly flashed away. A little white-faced face with a greasy head and pink face was swaying to Wang Xiao.

"Who are you?"

Wang Xiao wrapped his arms around his chest and looked down at the little white face from a high place.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "It's interesting, you guy is really interesting."

"Little ones." The little white-faced waved and said, "Tell him who I am."

Many men around shouted, "Young Master is the son of the Gao Palace Commander of the dynasty, so Gao Yanei!"

Wang Xiao's pupils shrank, and there was really Gao Yanei.

This Gao Yanei is definitely a model for a playboy. He bullies men and women in Bianliang on weekdays. He is the most famous person who falls in love with Lin Chong's wife and forces his father's confidant to Liangshan.

That's right, Lin Chong's is indeed Gao Qiu's confidant, and he is very useful in preparation. This is also the reason why Lu Qian is most jealous of Lin Chong.

However, between his confidant and adopted son, Gao Qiu naturally chose to stand on his son's side. So Lin Chong had to go to Liangshan.

Wang Xiao's first reaction was to directly reach out and hug Gao Yanei's neck, and then give him a 180-degree turn to completely solve the disaster.

But his hand was lifted up and put down again.

Gao Yanei is from Lin Chong, and Wang Xiao doesn't want Lin Chong to regret his life because he cannot take revenge with himself.

In this short period of time, many thoughts and plans flashed through his mind, and finally it was frozen on Zhao Fujin's blushing face.

After a brief analysis and planning, Wang Xiao's previously cold face had changed to a warm smile.

"It turned out that Gao Yanei was in front of him, and he was disrespectful and disrespectful."

Gao Yanei looked at Wang Xiao, who was tall and big, and wandered around him for a few times and reached out to pinch the muscles on his arm. "You played well in Cuju, so follow me in the future."

Resisting the urge to hit Gao Yanei's face, Wang Xiao coughed, "Thank you, Yanei, for your respect, I am very grateful. I wonder if I am lucky to ask Yanei to drink a glass of wine to express my gratitude?"

"You want to invite me to drink?"

Gao Yanei is not a fool either. He knows his reputation in Bianliang City, which is very stinking in the wind.

In the past, except for his subordinates, others either avoided him from afar or looked disdainful when they saw him. This was the first time he met him like Wang Xiao.

"Okay, for your good kick in Cuju, I will give you this face today."

Gao Yanei shook his head and looked at Wang Xiao, "The beauty in Chunfeng Tower is so drunk, why don't you go where?"

He was testing Wang Xiao's sincerity in treating guests. Chunfeng Tower is a top restaurant in Bianliang City, and the beauty is even more top-quality wine that costs several cents of money per pot. If Wang Xiao refuses, it is clearly a pleasure to himself.

Wang Xiao smiled and nodded with a constant expression, "Please, Yanei."

If the human spirit like the leader of Yue Da in the Swordsman in the Swordsman World is here, you can immediately see that Wang Xiao is preparing to dig a pit.

When Wang Xiao wants to deal with someone, he usually doesn’t do it directly. Instead, he likes to be friends with the target first, and then he can flood the pit in his neck and be dug up unknowingly.

Wang Xiao, Gao Yanei, and Gao Yanei's No. 20 and 30 gangs under Gao Yanei came to Chunfeng Tower in a mighty way.

So many people have to eat and drink, and they have to drink some beauty. It is estimated that Wang Xiao will lose at least dozens or even hundreds of coins this time before he can settle the bill.

Wang Xiao seemed to have no idea about this and warmly welcomed Gao Yanei to eat, drink and have fun.

For Gao Yanei, he only took this trick.

Gao Yanei, who was drunk after a few pots of beauties, had a little drunkenness, and said, "You are not bad, I am very fond of my Yanei's appetite. In the future, if you encounter any trouble in this Bianliang City, you can just report my Yanei's name."

Wang Xiao, who drank more than Gao Yanei, put down the wine pot without changing his face, stretched out his finger and knocked on the table in front of him.

"It's a coincidence that I want to do a big business in Bianliang City. I'm short of a famous and capable big shot. I'll see Yanei today. Could it be that God knows my troubles and specially sent Yanei to meet me?"

“Hahaha~”

Gao Yanei slapped the table and laughed, "Okay, you kid are really good at speaking. You are a hundred times better than those rough guys. My Yanei is in a good mood today, just say whatever you have. What business do you want to do."

Wang Xiao poured wine calmly. After the two clinked glasses, he took the Cuju brought from the court and placed it on the table.

Gao Yanei looked at Cuju in front of him and wondered, "What do you mean?"
Chapter completed!