"Master, I'm sorry~" Bai Feifei said that she was a good boy. Although she was shocked, she accidentally threw out the small jewelry box in her hand. However, the Lun family said that the Lun family was responsible, and even if she failed, she would never deny it.

Master?! Feng Honglin scratched his head. Well, this modern society will also be called this term, especially those in their business. This new business called the business that brought him "master". Therefore, although Feng Honglin is young, as a company's gold medal business, he has brought out many apprentices (new salesmen). Therefore, he is not unfamiliar with the name "master".

But somehow, Feng Honglin always felt that this master was not that master, and the two masters (masters) were definitely different. Sure enough, the words of the little girl on the other end of the mirror made Feng Honglin even more want to vomit blood.

"Isn't Master a monk? A monk..."

"Stop!" Feng Honglin made a pause gesture, and he said he understood what was wrong with this. "I said, who told you that I was a monk?!"

Is he full of duck rice tofu? Or has he shaved his head and lit a scar? Or has he worn a cassock and held a Zen stick? Otherwise, why would he contact a great young man with the bald donkey with a mouth full of "duck rice tofu"?!

"You are not a monk? But if you are not a monk, why are you with your hair..." Bai Feifei looked at Feng Honglin's head with disagreement. Her body, hair and skin were affected by her parents, and she dared not hurt her. This is the beginning of filial piety! Since this is not to see through the world and become a monk, how dare she trim her hair into this shape?!

What's wrong with his hair?! Feng Honglin subconsciously touched the little maomao on his head. If you want to be in their career, the most important thing is to describe it. So no matter how much Feng Honglin saves this place, he will not "save money" on this face. By the way, his hair was specially designed by the top designer in the club. On the basis of taking into account fashion, it is definitely in line with his identity and temperament, and it is guaranteed to be absolutely not too exaggerated. It is definitely the kind of style that has received countless "likes". OK?!

(A designer threw out a contemptuous expression: You Yaya, you would be embarrassed to say this, if it weren't for my childhood, I would bring my own tools to deliver goods to my door for free every time, just like when I was a child, I would probably have taken a pair of scissors and solved it directly in front of the mirror! Feng Honglin: Who said that?! How could we be so stingy?! Don't you know that there is an old man who specializes in the repairing and cutting hair at the bottom of the old street in Tianjie? 15 yuan per person, which is economical. Can we just look for him?!)

Although Feng Honglin is not the kind of hair control personality of a demon man who has "a head that can be broken, blood that can flow, and hairstyle that cannot be messed up", he is definitely not a waste of time to make a little girl talk about his fancy movies!

Yu's head wiped a few tufts of small hair hanging from his forehead, then threw out his mouth and opened his mouth. Feng Honglin took out his powerful lip skills in the gold medal business, and said it in a crackling way, from the face shape to the matching hairstyle, from the trimming method to the molding effect, and then to the subsequent maintenance, the upper and lower mouth skin was like a pair of small quick-witted ones. The speed was as fast as such a long line of words and did not even have punctuation, which made Feng Feifei on the other end of the bronze mirror speechless, and could not even say anything.

"Okay, do you understand now? Our hair is not called a monk, but a trend. Do you know the trend?!" Finally, Feng Honglin gently stroked the little hair hanging down on the forehead, then blew his breath, letting the little hair dance in an extremely arrogant posture, and then made a summary proudly!

At this time, Feng Feifei on the other end of the bronze mirror had already been scattered by Feng Honglin's string of mouth, and she was stunned and didn't know what to say. How could she be swollen and fat?! She could understand every word and every pronunciation, but why did she not understand what these words meant together? But then again, listening to the other party's string of explanations, it seemed that the hair trimmed into such a thing had a very good origin and awesome look...

The wide, thick black noodles line hangs down from Feng Feifei's forehead. Is this her illusion? Or is it that her position is too unstable and her ears are too soft, otherwise why would she suddenly feel that this hair seems to be really good...

Of course, Feng Honglin was confused by Feng Feifei's head, and soon realized that something seemed wrong here. He was looking for a ghost, so why didn't he find this ghost? He was just a little girl and was striking a video.

Wait a minute...

As if he had discovered something, Feng Honglin frowned slightly, how swollen and fat, how could this little girl look familiar? Why did he look at this little girl?

Who does this little girl look like?

Hiss ~ By the way, I clenched my fist and hit my palm. I remembered that this little girl movie looks exactly like that female ghost... Especially the red Guanyin mole on the middle of my eyebrows. Unless this thing is genetic, the chance of "flying" like this is too small. Feng Feifei, according to the image he saw in the bronze mirror before, the poor woman is childless.

What Feng Honglin most doubted was Feng Feifei's eyes at this time. The business people don't have any other skills. The ability to check the colors and the ability to find details is definitely better than that of ordinary people, especially those who hold business experts like Feng Honglin, who sell gold medals, is unique in that people can't learn. I didn't think about this before, but now I think about it...

The girl's every move and wording that she showed in the face of this situation really didn't look like a child! Not only that, Feng Honglin also noticed the girl's eyes. Of course, the girl's eyes were very beautiful, big and round, and then a group of long and long eyelashes were added. How to look at it, how cute it is, how to look at it, how to attract people's attention!

Compared with the superficial appearance that ordinary people pay attention to, Feng Honglin is more concerned about the information revealed by Feng Feifei's eyes. Unlike the clear and transparent nature of ordinary children, these eyes look very complicated and hidden too many emotions, so many that they don't really look like a child like this young.

If you look closely, the difference between the two should be just the young version and the adult version. It is not what children should have in this year's calendar. The eyes with complex emotions are obviously in line with each other, and the faces with highly similarities... All of this seems to be pointing to a possibility. A possibility that sounds a bit fantasy rushed into Feng Honglin's mind, and then quickly took root and sprouted. With this weird bronze mirror, it seems that everything is even more possible, right?

Besides, on various yy novels, there are not too many such plots, and they are almost used to the streets!

"You are Feng Feifei who killed her?!" Feng Honglin asked in his words, but his expression was full of affirmation.

"Who are you?" Feng Feifei's small cherry lips were pursed into a line, staring at Feng Honglin with a cautious look on her face. What is the origin of this strange character suddenly appeared in the bronze mirror? How could he know his background?!

"Damn, you are really that unlucky female ghost..." Feng Honglin blurted out. He said, how could it look like this if it weren't for the same person? In an instant, he knew that the female ghost would not guard the bronze mirror, or would pester him. Feng Honglin's excitement came up after all, and asked with a curious expression, "Hey, Feng Feifei, can you tell me how you returned to your childhood body? By the way, this body is your own?"

When she asked her how she got back to her body when she was sleeping in a child, how did she know that she was still confused about this matter. However, this is not the point, the point is...

"Who are you?! What do you know?!" Feng Feifei asked back without answering Feng Honglin's question.

"Hey, I asked first, shouldn't you answer first?" Feng Honglin muttered dissatisfiedly, but facing Feng Feifei's delicate but extremely stubborn face, he could only touch his nose. Calculate, what did he care about with a little girl movie, especially such a very sad little girl movie. Thinking about what the person in the mirror had just experienced, Feng Honglin couldn't help but look at the person in front of him with sympathy. Well, if he was in a place, he probably would have reacted almost the same as the person in front of him. Thinking of this, Feng Honglin was a little softer. After all, we are a man, so there is no need to bully a little girl, so we took the initiative to take a step back...

"Well, you don't need to react so much..." Feng Honglin scratched his head, briefly explained the situation here, and then looked at Feng Feifei and said, "Actually, I don't know what's going on. Anyway, I saw the experience of you hitting Shishi for no reason. Uh, including the part you chased after you turned into a female ghost."

I looked at the girl opposite with a little embarrassed look. That, what, I said, it seemed a bit suspicious of stepping on someone and hurting my feet. However, I didn't seem to have any extreme reaction when I met the man opposite, so I continued: "To be honest, it really scared me before. So, I was worried that I would be really ghosted and then be entangled with ghosts, so I tried to see if I could have a good talk with the female ghost in the mirror..."

"You know later..." Feng Honglin shrugged. The female ghost was reborn and mutated little loli like the online yy novels described here. So this time he was not seeing a ghost, but seeing a reborn little girl!

After a moment of pause, Feng Hong's face flashed with a flash of hesitation, and then he said some of his own guesses about the bronze mirror and some of the possibilities that caused them to be in the current situation. Finally, he said: "What, I said so, can you understand?"

After listening to Feng Honglin's explanation, Feng Feifei's face looked much better. To be honest, although Feng Honglin spoke very smartly, said it very clearly, and explained it clearly, Feng Feifei still felt confused when she was confused about some concepts involved in some spaces. But Feng Feifei could still understand the general meaning.

To sum up the whole bunch of things Feng Honglin said just now, it is: the man in the mirror is probably their younger generation from many years later, and then accidentally got his own mirror, and the mirror in his hand and the future mirror somehow could be connected, so they met.

Although she felt that this situation was incredible, subconsciously, Feng Feifei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At least so far, the man in the mirror seemed to have no intention of hurting her. Moreover, when she threw the jewelry box but couldn't penetrate the bronze mirror, it seemed that the man opposite should not be able to get through.

It would be great if you can't get through. As long as the man can't get through her, it would not be a big threat to her. It would be really not good. It's amazing that he asked someone to cover the bronze mirror with cloth, and then throw the bronze mirror into the warehouse, so that he wouldn't see it.

However, there is no hurry to see this. At least so far, the man in the mirror did not seem to have any movements or words that transcend the rules. He suddenly became like this, and he was a little nervous. It seemed that he had such a person who knew the truth and did not look at him with a strange look. It seemed... quite good.

"Hey, I've been talking for a long time, and you're still talking to each other. What's going on with you?" Feng Honglin expressed his dissatisfaction. He said that he had to go back and forth with his words and things. The little girl on the opposite side wouldn't want to finish her own one-man show in vain, and then forget it, right? That's too unfair.

"I don't know either..." Feng Feifei smiled bitterly.

"You don't know what it means?" Feng Honglin was unhappy, "Hey, by the way, we are destined to be a fate? Isn't it good for you to be so perfunctory with friends?"

When did they become friends?! What else is there to be "destined" with him? Feng Feifei's face turned red. Zhenzhen is a disciple. Can such words be spoken by her?!

But Feng Feifei could also see that Feng Honglin's eyes were clear and without evil intentions, so he should have no malicious intentions to say this, nor did he want to be flirted with her. Judging from his previous words, he might just be used to expressing this way, just as Feng Zhiyi wrote, perhaps the words and customs over there were different from their Luanfeng Dynasty.

Friend... Feng Feifei's eyes were tranced. This word was so far away from her. With the intentional or unintentional arrangement of the stepmother and her sister, I didn't even hand over a handkerchief in my previous life, but I never thought that now that I was reborn, I had such an "special" friend that was extremely "extreme".

"Hey hey hey hey, hey, hey~, I said, can you still hear me? Why are you dazed?!" Feng Honglin waved at Feng Feifei, trying to attract her attention. Really, he was dazed by himself halfway through this. Is this behavior wrong? Especially if he put a handsome man aside, it would be even more wrong!
Chapter completed!