Quick time travel cute: psychic male god, please let me go

Chapter 23

At the same time, Jiang Huifen's eldest brother was going to visit Rongjiang, but Jiang Huifen refused.

In the blink of an eye, Pei Yan's birthday will be here.

He throws a small party at the exclusive club.

Pei Heng didn't really want to go, but as Pei Yan's only son, he had to.

Feng Liyou also mobilized Pei Heng to go, she was waiting for this opportunity!
But why is the party at a high-end club and not Pei's house?

She actually wanted to go to Pei's house more, because Feng Liyou installed a small camera in her room after discovering the complicated relationship between Pei Yan and Feng Weiya.
If it's still there, there might be a record of whoever changed her medicine!
There was an endless stream of people who came to congratulate the hall where there was a lot of toasting.

Pei Yan was wearing a neat dark blue suit with dark stripes.

With a height of 1.8 meters and five heights, the perfect proportion of the inverted triangle figure makes him stand out from the crowd.

He is only 38 years old this year and has a quarter of F country blood.

The facial features are very three-dimensional, the eyes are deep, the hair is thick, and the skin color is a healthy bronze color.

Feng Li wandered into the hall, and when he first saw Pei Yan, he felt a little blind.

Pei Heng has good genes and looks like a male god.

But maybe he was still young and lacked the experience accumulated over the years, and Feng Liyou discovered his hidden funny attributes, so his charm dropped a few notches all of a sudden.

Hey, the scumbag male protagonist is online, and he turned out to be a monster!
It seems that the mistress of the Pei family has a high rank, but she didn't fall in love with him.

On both sides of Pei Yan, stood a pair of handsome men and beautiful women.

A handsome man, naturally he is Pei Heng.

The beauty is Feng Weiya.

Feng Weiya is wearing a pure white long dress today, with a minimal style.

But if you look closely, you can find that the dark patterns of birds on the waist of this skirt are all hand-embroidered.

Her soft black hair was tied into a fluffy ponytail on the side, and she flicked playfully with the rhythm of her activities.

A pair of glass-like eyes touched Feng Liyou, who was walking slowly, and a wave of astonishment flashed across.

Pei Heng strode forward to meet her.

Feng Weiya tugged on Pei Yan's sleeves, "Dad, there are some little sisters who heard that you are handsome and want to meet you. I wonder if they can give you a favor?"

She smiled slyly, like a gentle flower that interprets language.

Pei Yan nodded and followed her to the box upstairs.

She knew what Pei Yan liked.

Pei Yan loves little girls.

But what Feng Weiya brought back was carefully selected.

Pretty is pretty, but usually they are internet celebrity faces, nothing special.

Even if Pei Yan has a close eye, at most it's just for fun.

Feng Weiya usually does not take the initiative to introduce women to Pei Yan, and usually does wrong things to please him.

But at this moment, it was to avoid Feng Liyou.

Feng Liyou is not the kind of stunning at first glance, but she is super attractive.

And a pair of eyes are very agile, today's Feng Liyou is more round and beautiful than before, and Feng Weiya has a serious sense of crisis.

For so many years, her dressing style has always been very girlish, just to cater to Pei Yan's taste.

But when she looked in the mirror many times, she realized that she had grown up, become more beautiful, and matured.

She is a boy killer, but she deviates more and more from Pei Yan's special hobby.

Pei Heng actually didn't want to introduce Feng Liyou to his father.

And he asked the stylist to give Feng Liyou an old-fashioned look today.

But now it seems that this shape has failed.

The heavy makeup only made her facial features look a little more refined, but she wasn't mature at all.

The black silk dress specially chosen for her body also made her slim and small.

Among a group of beautifully dressed adults, he is like a child who steals the adult's clothes.

(End of this chapter)