Chapter 1380

"What?" Mingyuejun's body hasn't settled down yet. I can't understand when he asks. I look up to ask, but I see the quiet and deep eyes like a deep pool. Now it seems that the sweet spring water has been replaced by the fragrant wine. The so-called wine is not intoxicating... People are intoxicated.

"Ha ha... If I don't say it, I'll be free!" The corner of the mouth once again raised a seemingly absent smile, casually but very gently to her bowl to add food.

He... Seems to be very happy, although this time's smile is elusive, mingyuejun feels that this kind of smile is sincere, because it makes her hear the sound of her heart wall slowly cracking. With that sound, something slowly crawled into his heart. It was crispy and itchy. I felt that my whole body was about to melt. I just wanted to be paralyzed in his arms.

"Eat Good voice urged.

Mingyuejun returned to his senses and looked at the bowl, two eyebrows slowly squeezed in the middle. Why? Why are they all garlic and bamboo shoots?! Mingyuejun thinks that he is a good breadwinner. He is rich in grains and coarse cereals. He is good and ugly. As long as he can eat, he will not refuse anything, except... Garlic and bamboo shoots. These two things are ingredients in today's dishes, so looking at the bowl full of garlic and lettuce, mingyuejun can't help but doubt that this Muqiu is not deliberately playing with himself, right?

"Is it delicious?" A good voice came out again.

"Delicious Delicious Mingyuejun gritted his teeth and said, bowing his head to admit his life, he stuffed the green things into his mouth, and his two eyebrows continued to squeeze into the middle. He didn't mean to. After all, bamboo shoots and garlic are mostly used as ingredients for various dishes, which she doesn't reject. Just be careful not to eat them. So far, even Ning ran and Ning Xiang don't know they can't eat them, let alone Mu Qiu? But why do you always feel that there is a sense of banter in his words just now?

After dinner, Ningxiang served tea. Feng xueyang took a sip of it gracefully. However, he saw that his pretty eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. Then he restored to the original state and said, "Bailey! Yunying Biluo, Ziyu Guanyin, Lengxiang Shuying, Lanxue Yinzhen, and Taodu Yunwu brought back from Chaoyue, take two boxes! In addition, we'll take all the tea sets, such as Moyu Zen style, Tianshou purple sand, Tianqing Ru kiln, Huagai peony and meijixue porcelain. "

"No!" Bailey came out. The two masters sat quietly, speechless for a moment, and almost everyone's breath could be heard in the room. After such a long time, the people in the room gradually became cramped, except for the two culprits. Feng xueyang leisurely played with the lid of the cup and glided over the edge of the cup with a crisp "Keng! Keng Sound, not squint, seems to be very attentive, but a lazy look. Mingyuejun is sitting upright in front of his chest, looking at his nose with his eyes, looking at his heart with his nose, breathing evenly, just like an old monk.

However, it's just an appearance. How is the wind and snow Yang? Mingyuejun doesn't know, but at least her mood at the moment is absolutely opposite to her expression. She knows how quiet she is on the surface, how anxious she is in her heart. She is anxious about his anger before, his strange attitude at the moment, and when he will leave. Of course, there are some complaints about his exquisite taste. After all, not everyone can drink those top-grade famous teas. Most people just want to have a taste when they drink tea, Who cares about the poor?