Million UP School God Plays Me Every Day [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 57 Flower Language

It was only more than three hours before the departure of the train. Yu Fei's house and the station crossed the two ends of the small town, and Dou Sheng's house was sadly in the middle.

When Dou Sheng went out, he directly pushed the newly packed large suitcase. Xie Lan was miserable, he didn't bother to clean up anything, he just packed a toiletry bag in a hurry, put the violin on his back and left.

Until he stood in Yu Fei's resplendent home, he was still in a daze.

The reason for the confusion is a bit complicated.

One is titled Xilinbi.

The second is that he is now in one of the four small villas surrounding him. When he got off the car, he asked Dou Sheng which one was Yu Fei's house, and Dou Sheng said it was both.

Yu Fei collapsed on the recliner, looking at the ceiling hopelessly. There are art display cabinets on both sides of the reclining chair. In the breath of wealth and nobility, he is like a rotten herring kidnapped by money.

A set of Hanfu with cloudy shoulders and wide sleeves is spread on the sofa. The layers of yarn and embroidery are not inferior in this rich home, and the material is still familiar and silky.

Yu's father is a man in his forties with a graceful and calm demeanor. But at this moment, his fingers are stuck in his hair, and his eyes are full of disappointment.

After a long time, Yu Fei let out a long sigh.

"Dad, I have raised you for more than ten years, my son has a heartfelt message to you today - I really think I am a man. I have a sense of belief in my gender. If you really don't believe it, Douzi is here. Let him tell you."

Dou Sheng smiled, and repeatedly looked at the yarn on the Hanfu during the negotiation between the father and the father. After a while, he simply picked up the hanger and compared it to himself.

Papa Yu turned pale in shock, "Douzi, what are you doing? Put it down!"

Dou Sheng generously took a picture on the display window of his family's impressive collection, "Herring is not lying, this dress is really mine. Tsk, I look good in it, but the sleeves are a little short and need to be changed. Hey Herring, did you receive the wig I ordered?"

Yu Fei was silent for a moment, then pinched her thigh calmly, "Not yet, soon."

Dad Yu: "??"

Xie Lan: "..."

It's hard to say about the wig, but the scene in front of him made him suspect that Dou Sheng really liked this dress.

Father Yu jumped up from the sofa and looked at Dou Sheng with an absurd expression on his face, "Douzi, uncle has been watching you for so many years, why didn't he see that you have such a habit? Don't help Yu Fei to deceive people."

"What's so easy to lie about? I'm afraid to tell people about my hobby." Dou Sheng snorted, put the Hanfu back on the sofa with care, and then skillfully opened station B to find the video of the million-fan welfare. , and handed the phone to Dad Yu.

"Well, everyone on the Internet knows my hobby."

Xie Lan's rock-steady hands trembled as she drew the bow and rubbed the strings, and silently put back the teacup she had just picked up.

Yu Fei also sat up straight in the rocking chair, looking at Dou Sheng with eyes full of admiration.

Father Yu stared at Dou Sheng on the screen, who was stretching the folds of his skirt to the camera, and frantically pressed the volume up button.