190 see the color and forget the servant

However, I really can't stand the fragrance of ** that keeps floating into his nose, like a small hand, scratching his heart, and the king eats it deliciously. That kind of slowness is still like another hand, constantly holding his eyes on the smiling lips of the king and the fragrant pink lotus bowl. Go back and forth.

Finally, he swallowed the loudest mouthful of saliva and smiled, "Miss Luo, what is this? How can the little old man smell this different from the past?

"How is it different?"

"Exinary...it smells better." He still had to admit it.

Luo Wen'er couldn't help laughing.

In fact, Lao Wu has contributed a lot to this restaurant, but since he came back, he has kept complaining to her that she is just opening a restaurant, but which woman in the world has come out to do business? She just wants to make a moth. And just drive, but make everyone busy, just think that everyone is as idle as her?

What did he say later? She didn't hear it clearly, but she understood a little. One of the centers around Lao Wu was the "beauty disaster", and she was the "beauty" who should bear the curse for thousands of years.

She also knew that he wanted to lose his temper because he was injured, but she didn't understand why Mo Xi insisted on him to participate in such an old man. She was very sorry and wanted to give medicine to his dark circles... She still kept the medicine Mo Xi gave her last time, and the effect was really good.

But Lao Wu came and refused to die. He also said that whoever was next to her was unlucky. Even if the whole world was deceived by her, he would stay awake so that she would never confuse him with delicious food in the future.

Where is this? And just now, when she argued with Mo Xi about the loss of the restaurant, he kept smiling at her with a gloating smile, with a dark circle under his eyes.

She was also angry, so she only brought out a bowl this time and specially added a few drops of sesame oil to the soup, which made him greedy!

"This is called wonton..."

"Won..." Hu Lun repeated inaccurately and breathed his saliva again.

"Now it's getting colder and colder, and it's particularly warm to eat a bowl of wonton. Mr. Mo, what do you think?

Qian Yumo nodded very cooperatively: "Not only is the wonton fragrant and soft, tender and slippery, but even this soup is extremely delicious and has an endless aftertaste. It is really the original soup. Compared with the previous dumplings and steamed buns, it can be said to be better. It's a blessing to eat a bowl of wonton on a cold day. Hey, what's the sound?

The two of them looked at Hu Lun at the same time, and both looked serious.

Hu Lun's face turned red, and even the dark circles were inlaid with red edges. He suffothed for a long time, and his hand almost pulled out a hole in his sleeve. Fang said, "The little one also wants to warm up..."

"Oh," Qian Yumo waved his hand without hesitation: "There is a hand stove over there. Go and get one by yourself..."

"No," Hu Lun twisted her hand and looked like a twisted little girl: "The little one also wants to eat..."

"Oh, I want to eat wonton, but have you found the wrong person? Do you want me to cook for you?

"No, not..."

Hu Lun hurriedly waved his hand and glanced at Luo Wener quickly and carefully, but Yu Guang saw the master slightly up the corners of his lips.

The master must have known that he quarreled with Luo Wen'er in the afternoon, so he deliberately made things difficult for him.

What kind of master is this? At least he has been with him for so many years and has been loyal, but he is almost defeated by a woman who has known him for several months and doesn't know what he is.

Forget the servant when you see the color!

Now, the most backbone for him is to hold his head up, straighten his chest, and resolutely leave the table. But the more he resisted, the more the fragrance of wonton penetrated into his nose, making him worry that his saliva would fall out as long as he opened his mouth.

If it's normal, it's not so difficult, but he just warned Luo Wener not to take delicious food ** him. Isn't she on her intention? And the master refused to speak for him. He clearly wanted him to be humble and obedient to her. Is it possible to pave the way for her future?

Look at the ignorant two people again... One is a unscrupulous master and the other is a tricky woman. They are really a natural couple!

Entangled and entangled, jumping between the self-esteem of human nature and the ** of delicious food. As a result, there is no need to warm up, and the forehead has been sweating.

Qian Yumo saw that he was really in pain and cleared his throat: "The wonton is made by Yuncai. If you want to eat it, just ask her."

This is to ask him to apologize to Luo Wener, but at least it also gave him a step.

He quickly bowed to Luo Wener: "Miss Luo, you..."

However, before he threw out a series of smooth words such as "a large number of adults", he saw Luo Wener smile: "The kitchen has cooked a lot. Since Mr. Wu likes it, I will serve a bowl for you..."

Hu Lun was stunned, but when he saw Luo Wener turn around and disappeared behind the curtain, he hurriedly chased after him and shouted, "Two bowls, more..."

Looking back, I saw the master smile at him, which was particularly meaningful.

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As the saying goes, beauty is a disaster. How can it be? Wonton is also a disaster. Just because of this bowl of wonton, his integrity is shattered, but when pursued, it is still a disaster for beauty.

In order to make up for his loss, he must chew carefully and swallow slowly... not make room for you!

Behind him, the master is discussing the post-disaster reconstruction with Luo Wener.

Luo Wener was relieved: "Anyway, it's good to have today, and in the future, you don't have to worry about those villains coming to make trouble."

The master smiled and said, "This level has passed, but it is easy to avoid hidden arrows..."

"You mean..."

Hu Lun glanced at the bowl of steaming wontons still in the corner of the table... Lang Hao, do you want to eat it or not? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have left my face to beg that girl today. However, it's also for the sake of blocking so many peanuts for me today.

I'm angry when it comes to this. Why do I think the master's peanuts are all greeting me? Thanks to those guys, they still dare to complain to me. But it's strange that you are the first bodyguard in the university. You are indispensable for such a beautiful job, but why didn't the master look for you?

Thinking about it, the topic of the two people behind them has changed.

Master: "Cloud, tomorrow is the winter solstice. What are you going to do?"

He knew that the master was just worried about it.

The winter solstice is second only to New Year's Day.

On this day, the doctors' families all pay their respects to the elders and stand with each other. The common people must also wear new clothes to bow to each other, which is called "winter worship". As the king of a country, Qianyu Mo needs to lead his important ministers to welcome the year and worship the five emperors and the sun, moon and stars in the suburbs. After that, hundreds of officials went to the court to congratulate, all dressed in imperial clothes, such as sacrificial gifts. The imperial court will celebrate the platoon, and it will be like Yuan Zhengyi.

This set of toss down, it's directly dawn, and the master must want to accompany the beautiful woman on such an important festival. How can he not worry?

Luo Wener sighed and was also worried: "Originally, the street was the busiest day, and it should be able to make a lot of money, but when I thought that everyone wanted to go home for the holiday, it was over."

After thinking about it, he smiled again, but Hu Lun felt that the smile was very dry: "I don't know what it's like for a family to celebrate the festival together..."

He heard the soft sound of the folding fan and thought that the master had received the fan to comfort him, but he didn't know why he didn't say a word.

Then he heard Luo Wener speak again, and his voice seemed to be very excited: "Mo Xi, do you have a big family? Why don't you mention them? You should be married, right? Are there any children? How many? Boy or girl? Humph, a romantic figure like you must be three wives and four concubines, right? Do you always bully them when you have nothing to do? Otherwise, you will often run out of the house and walk out all day. Why haven't you been left? Oh, what time is it now? Why don't you go home yet?"

This series of question marks made Hu Lun feel dizzy. He could fully imagine the face of his unscrupulous master, and his heart was suddenly full of pleasure. Of course, as a subordinate, he should never have such an emotion.

However, when he saw that the master was silent for a long time, he became sad again.

The master's heart is bitter.

The master does have a "one family", but which one is his relative? The former master also had such a heart-intentioned woman who knew the cold and hot. They enjoyed the spring flowers, bathed in the summer wind, listened to the autumn rain, and played with the winter snow. How happy the master was at that time. However, since Mengfei died, the master's heart also died. Although he smiled at everyone, who knew that the smile was bitter wine brewing in his heart.

I thought it would be like this all my life, but suddenly a Luo Wener appeared...

To be honest, Hu Lun is very contradictory.

On the one hand, he doubted Luo Wener's identity and intention, and on the other hand, he was happy because of the gradual brilliance on his master's face.

Luo Wen'er is like a spring breeze, blowing away the master's long-closed heart. There is a lot of dust, but it is getting clearer and clearer. However, when everything is clearly placed in front of you, what will you see? And is this wisp of spring breeze really just that the wind doesn't leave a trace?

"I also ate wontons, even if I gave you a holiday in advance. Go back quickly. Winter is short and nights are long. Even if you can work hard, you have to walk carefully. The key is not to worry your family too much. Maybe they are preparing delicious food waiting to warm you up..."

Who would worry about him? What they are waiting for is nothing more than...

Qian Yumo smiled, but did not look at her, but only played with the folding fan in his hand: "I didn't expect that the clouds would also care about people. It's just that you haven't answered my question yet..."

"What's the problem?"

Hu Lun really wants to hit the table with his head... Luo Wener, you are heartless, do you know how uncomfortable your "care" is for your master?

"How will you celebrate the holiday tomorrow?"

"I," Luo Wener blinked: "If the weather is bad, stay in the house with eight flowers. If the weather is good, go to the City God Temple. I heard..."

"No!" Qian Yumo immediately denied her, and her tone was extremely harsh.