Chapter 1359： Picky

Song Jingyue was very unhappy.

Very, very unhappy.

At the same time her face was still very red, very very red.

Because she found that she still underestimated the skin thickness of her brother.

After being rejected by herself yesterday, Leng Bocheng did not give up, but continued to seduce Song Jingyue with words.

In the end, Song Jingyue, under the temptation to take a look at the real excitement of this Destiny City, behind her back she didn't know, and followed her brother to sneak out.

But she never expected that her brother would lead herself to such a place.

Seeing the charming maid Miki, who shuttled through the crowd like butterflies, Song Jingyue gritted her teeth in anger.

Especially when she saw that although Leng Bocheng was sitting on the opposite side, her gaze had completely drifted to those women, her face went black instantly.

"Brother, are you taking the younger sister to visit the kiln?" Song Jingyue's tone was extremely hard.

Leng Bocheng reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the waists of those women when he heard this, and then he smiled.

"Junior sister, you misunderstood! Although this Zhulou is said to be a brothel, it is not just a brothel. The chef's craftsmanship here is excellent! And the spirit wine here is also extremely famous! Since it is here, we naturally want it. Have a taste!"

After speaking, I saw several girls in the hall walk up to the table and put the delicate dishes on the table.

Although she was still angry, after seeing these dishes and smelling the alluring aroma, Song Jingyue couldn't help but move her index finger!

As a descendant of the White Bone Dao, she rarely went down the mountain before, and she usually ate some elixir to nourish the yin, and she had never enjoyed such a delicious meal.

So after taking one bite, Song Jingyue's eyes went round instantly, and then she began to feast on.

Leng Bocheng looked at him with a smile, a pair of dozing gazes from the big brother to the younger sister.

But in his heart, there was a sneer.

Eat!

After eating and drinking, it’s my turn to do it!

Thinking of this, Leng Bocheng's eyes flashed with greed.

But when all kinds of nasty thoughts arose in his heart, a calm voice came from the table beside him.

"This ingredient is not bad, and the heat can be mastered, but the five flavors are too poorly controlled!"

Hearing this voice, Song Jingyue, who was eating wildly, couldn't help raising her head and looking over.

I saw a young man in white sitting at the table beside him, holding his chopsticks and pointing the dishes on the table.

And beside him, there was a girl in Tsing Yi, whose eyes were almost turned to the sky.

Ah Qing was also very angry at the moment, because she didn't expect that the dishes that were so admired by others would become so unbearable in the mouth of this young man?

Especially when she saw Xue An even tasted a few dishes, only after shaking her head, she became so angry that she couldn't help but put the last dish in her hand on the table.

"This is our signature dish!"

The voice was icy, without the tenderness of yesterday.

In fact, Ah Qing hates Xue An now, because she never thought that this "little milk dog" who looked like she had just left the teacher's school would be so obscure, and all her favors were followed. The blind man fell into the empty space like a wink.

But this aroused A Qing's ambition, and because of the big event a few days later, A Qing also let go of herself. Today, she deliberately became a girl in the hall, just wanting to have more contact with this young man in white.

Unexpectedly, he got angry.

Xue An glanced at the plate of steamed jade turtles in front of him, did not even move his chopsticks, and said lightly: "Unqualified!"

"Huh?" A Qing's eyes widened for an instant, and then said loudly, "You haven't even tasted it, how can you know that it's not qualified?"

"You don't need to taste it, it's already unqualified based on the appearance!"

"Present? Are you eating or prestigious?" A Qing was about to jump up with anger.

"What you eat is food, but appearance is also very important. Just like people, if they don’t look good, how many people would care about it, no matter how good it tastes?"

Hearing what Xue An said, A Qing wanted to refute, but when he thought of his original purpose to "trace" Xue An, he blushed and short of breath, and finally put the hip flask on the table bitterly.

"So picky, don't eat normally!"

Xue An smiled, "This is not picky, you say that the chefs here have good skills! I'm just picking something wrong!"

Simply pick a fault....

Is it easy?

A Qing was unable to complain, turned and left.

Song Jingyue looked curiously at the white-clothed boy opposite, and suddenly felt that the things in her mouth were not as fragrant as before.

It seems...it seems...it seems...a bit bad indeed!

Also, he is so good-looking!

Song Jingyue thought silently in her heart.

But Leng Bocheng couldn't sit still a bit, especially when he noticed his junior sister's gaze, he became very annoyed, and turned his head to look at Xue An viciously.

When he discovered that the young man in white clothes was indeed extremely handsome and suave, his eyes were full of alertness, and then he gave a cold snort.

The tone was full of warnings.

But Xue An didn't pay attention to these at all. He just picked a few faults casually. After all, for him, although this kind of food is barely good, there are still many faults.

After Ah Qing left, he poured a glass of wine and began to drink.

I have to say that the spirit wine in this Zhulou is more authentic than the food.

Then Xue An noticed the curious look of the little girl whose mouth was still stuffed on the table next to him.

Xue An couldn't help but startled slightly, and then smiled at her.

Song Jingyue's face turned red into an apple in an instant, and then she lowered her head a little shyly, but her eyes spied on Xue An from time to time.

Xue An was funny in his heart, and at the same time, he felt that the little girl's brows were vaguely like his two daughters, and he couldn't help raising his cup to look at Song Jingyue.

Song Jingyue blushed blood but subconsciously raised her cup to respond.

But at this moment, the Leng Bocheng really couldn't hold back, he slapped the table suddenly, and said in a weird manner: "Junior sister, let's talk about it, Master. When you go out, you should beware of those who are inconsistent. !"

Although Song Jingyue was full of resentment, Leng Bocheng moved out her master and had to lower her head.

Leng Bocheng glanced at Xue An triumphantly.

But Xue An didn't even bother to pay attention to this guy, picked up the wine glass and continued to drink.

Humph! Count you acquaintance!

Leng Bocheng thought triumphantly in his heart, and then began to "raid" his little junior sister.

But his image in Song Jingyue's heart was already very bad, and the ridicule just now made him sentenced to death in Song Jingyue's heart.

So no matter what he said this time, Song Jingyue just remained silent.