206 Ask knowingly

"Don't..." Luo Wener hurriedly stopped him: "If I drink, I can't talk today."

With that, he pushed the glass to Hu Lun.

Hu Lun turned his eyes... Isn't it just right that he can't speak? Pour it down first, and then let the master take advantage of it, hey...

Qian Yumo was not reluctant. He picked up the wine cup and did not drink it. He only put it on the end of his nose and sniffed it gently.

Mellow and soft, sweet and long.

The corners of the lips said, "Sure enough, it's a hundred-year-old blue-tailed wine. I was worried that the owner of the restaurant would lie to you."

"How dare he have your face?" Luo Wener is a little proud.

Qian Yumo lowered his eyes and gently touched the edge of the cup. He seemed to inadvertently ask, "Since you can't drink wine, and the restaurant has been sluggish recently, why do you still spend a lot of money on such expensive wine?"

Hu Lun rolled his eyes... Master, you clearly know that this wine is specially prepared for you. What else do you want to ask? Do you have to say it yourself to be satisfied?

"Of course, it's specially bought for you." Luo Wener said honestly and sincerely: "You have helped me too much during this period. Although I don't say it, I remember it in my heart. Mo Xi, thank you..."

Hu Lun looked at the master's face and looked a little unpredictable.

Also, the original sentence "specially bought for you" was quite heartwarming, but the last few words... Luo Wener, you really just want to thank the master, and there is nothing else... Do you mean?

However, the situation is even worse.

"I think you will always come over although you are busy during the Spring Festival. Moreover, after such a long time, Xue Lang's illness should be completely cured, right? He appeared once when I was looking for a job, but it was gone. I heard from Mr. Wu that it was a recurrence. It's really..." He shook his head and was extremely regretful: "I remember that he also loves drinking. It's boring for you to drink alone. If I don't take him next time, I'll cook a few good dishes for you..."

"He can't come!" Qian Yumo put a wine cup.

This wine is already warm, but how can the master's words be cold?

"Why?" Luo Wener is naturally puzzled.

"He was trapped by his wife and concubine, and he couldn't come!"

Hu Lun almost nibbled on the table... wife? And a concubine?

"Oh..."

The afterglow at the end of Qian Yumo's eyes closely observed Luo Wen'er's expression, as if she really found a little disappointment on her face. The finger of the wine cup is unconsciously clenched, and the finger joints are green.

"I thought he hadn't married yet."

"Will I lie to you? Lao Wu, don't you think so?

Master, you are cheating on others, but for my loyalty, you can only sacrifice Lang Hao.

Hu Lun hurriedly said, "Yes. There are not only wives and concubines, but also groups. Seeing the sky hugging left and right, he also behaved solemnly in front of you. In fact... Tutut, that's a romantic and happy!"

Although his mouth is smooth, his eyes are spinning... Lang Hao, where are you hiding? Don't take it out on me. If you want to blame the master, just blame the master. Who asked Luo Wener to mention who can't mention you? But this time, the master's vinegar is in the right direction!

Luo Wen'er said "Oh" again, took her chopsticks, casually picked two mushrooms and put them in her mouth. It seemed that she couldn't swallow.

So the master's face became more gloomy, but he forced himself to smile. As soon as he opened his mouth, the fragrant wine was mixed with a little sourness: "You care about him..."

"At the beginning, you all bullied me. Only Brother Xue Lang was kind to me, and I also wanted to be kind to him!"

Little auntie, just shut up. Look how angry you are with your master?

Qian Yumo drank all the wine: "You said that you didn't drink this wine for nothing, didn't you want me to come to him?"

Hu Lun's heart thumped... This time, it came to the point. Lang Hao, are you going to die?

"It's not..."

Luo Wener picked up the wine pot and was about to add wine to Qianyu Mo, but she frowned: "It's really cold today. The wine is cold so quickly. Wait a minute, I'll go to Wen Yiwen..."

"No!"

Qian Yumo raised his hand to stop it, but the hand just fell on her hand... He held it and did not let go...

Hu Lun couldn't wait to dig a hole and disappear on the spot.

Quiet......

Qian Yumo raised his eyes, and his drunken eyes added a little charm, but he did not have the taunt of the past, and only looked at her fixedly.

"What's wrong?" Luo Wener's eyes looked suspicious: "Are you sick?"

The palm that is close to the back of his hand is so hot at this moment.

"No."

Qian Yumo smiled and looked at himself holding the soft hand... slowly moved away.

Luo Wener is a little unclear, so: "Then wait a minute, I'll come out after warming up the wine..."

"No," he picked up the wine pot and poured himself a glass: "I like cold wine."

Luo Wener locked her eyebrows slightly and looked at Hu Lun... Your master seems to be a little wrong today.

Hu Lun winke desperately and sighed.

This Luo Wener is usually smart and smart. Why is she unaware of her master's heart? Is it true that there is no fate?

"Say, what's the matter with me?" Qian Yumo drank a cup and tilted his eyes, which was infinitely charming.

But Luo Wener always felt that there seemed to be anger in the charm, but she didn't know why he was angry, so she hesitated whether to speak.

"Ty!" Qian Yumo drank another cup: "Is it for the king to let you eat delicious food into the palace?"

Luo Wener nodded.

Laugh and drink another cup: "This is a good thing. What's the dilemma?"

"Although the fireworks are beautiful, they are fleeting and rare in the long run. They are not as fragrant as the clear wind and the moon."

Qian Yumo laughed: "You are not greedy!"

Luo Wener held her jaw in one hand and fiddled with chopsticks in the other: "That's right. This delicious food is indeed a good thing, which can also relieve the temporary danger of Tianxiang Tower and create a temporary reputation. But it's like boiling water. If you don't keep burning, it will still be cold. Moreover, Tianxianglou's rise again must be more enviable, and if it has a relationship with the court, even if someone wants to plot to frame him, it depends on how many heads he has!"

"Yes," Qian Yumo praised it very much: "But how do you have a permanent relationship with the court?"

Luo Wener smiled mysteriously and sat closer to him, so a fragrance like running water floated into the nose of Qianyu ink, and the smell of alcohol was particularly intoxicating.

Qian Yumo couldn't help hooking the corners of his lips, and his charming phoenix eyes slowly moved down from her bright eyes and fell on the diamond-like pink lips: "How about it going?"

"The business of Tianxianglou has been sluggish during this period, but I am not idle. I have developed several new snacks, and I want you to try them..."

"Okay," Qian Yumo smiled, "But why me?"

Luo Wener has got up and went to the gold-patterned brocade curtain. Hearing the words, she poked out half of her head and smiled strangely: "Because I found that you and Wang Shang's taste are very similar..."

Qian Yumo's lips were half hooked, and the disappeared half of his head came out again: "Actually, you are very picky. If you are satisfied, you can't pick any stubble on the king..."

"Master, this girl knows it in her heart."

Seeing Luo Wen'er disappear, Hu Lun quickly complained in Qian Yumo's ear.

Qian Yumo smiled, drank wine again, and drank it all again.

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Two delicate plates are placed on the table.

Qian Yumo put down the wine cup, frowned slightly, and looked carefully.

Hu Lun was like an owl. He tilted his head here and there for a while. Finally, he couldn't help asking, "Miss Luo, what is this?"

"This is a cake."

Luo Wener pulled out a knife and made the master and servant stunned. Then she carefully cut the round thing full of flowers, and then cut it again...

Qian Yumo held the light triangle, but it seemed to be divided into three layers. The lower two layers were a little similar to the "suntou" she made, but they were softer than steamed buns, with a thin layer of light green things in the middle, like water and glue. The top layer is extremely soft, like snowflakes, arranged in a wavy shape, with a milky fragrance, and decorated with a pink rose.

He was observing, but saw that Hu Lun's head also came up, and the tip of his nose was about to stick to the rose flower.

He coughed unhappily, and Hu Lun hurriedly stood up straight.

Luo Wener smiled and said, "Why don't you eat it? Are you afraid that I will poison you?"

Qian Yumo smiled back to her, opened his mouth, and slowly sent the small triangle to his mouth.

Hu Lun's eyes paid close attention to the master, but he first frowned slightly, and then his eyebrows spread slowly, and the corners of his lips also raised.

Then he took the knife in Luo Wener's hand and cut a piece by himself.

"Master..." Hu Lun had saliva in his mouth, and his pronunciation was a little unclear.

Luo Wener smiled and handed him the smaller cake next to him: "Mr. Wu, this is yours."

Hu Lun hurriedly thanked and was about to pick it up. He carefully looked at the master's face and saw that the master showed displeasure: "Don't waste it. Lao Wu, just eat my one."

Hu Lun secretly curled his lips... The master thought that Luo Wen had prepared for him alone and was jealous.

Master, don't you feel sour today?

"Mr. Wu can't eat yours..."

"Why?"

Qian Yumo slanted at the small cake, and if Hu Lun dared to stretch out his claws, he would dare to bite two bites.

Because these two cakes have different flavors. Yours is sweet, and Mr. Wu's is salty.

Hu Lun saw that his master smiled and was very happy, and there was a trace of shyness in his happiness: "How do you know that I like sweet food?"

Ask knowingly.

Hu Lun was simply full of contempt for his master. He was wondering if he wanted to come up and twisted his fingers and asked shyly, "Miss Luo, how do you know that I like salty food?"

Fortunately, Luo Wener automatically ignored this chilling problem and only said, "Actually, I have done it several times. This is the most successful one. I don't know if Wang Shang will be satisfied with this."

"I'm satisfied, I must be satisfied!" Qian Yumo smiled.