"......" Mu Qingyang was stunned by Mu Ziding's sudden words, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only glance at Mu Ziding, who had just finished speaking, and secretly sighed in his heart. "This girl is pretty quick to learn!"

Mu Ziding obviously felt that Mu Qingyang was dissatisfied with him, but he pretended not to see it, but the corners of his mouth inadvertently showed a shallow smile. He picked up the chicken wings in the bowl and hesitated slightly, then bit down hard.

Immediately, a hot and spicy stimulus instantly occupied Mu Ziding's mouth and filled his taste buds. "It's spicy!" He quickly opened his mouth wide and inhaled the cool air.

Mu Qingyang saw that his face was flushed all of a sudden, frowned, and hurriedly handed over the bowl of soup that had been cooled in front of him. Mu Ziding took it and raised his head and drank it in.

"What's the matter? Drink slowly!

"Whew, whew......" Mu Ziding couldn't speak for a while, and quickly fanned the wind into his mouth with his hand. Small beads of sweat were already oozing from his forehead.

"Weichen doesn't know when the sixteenth prince will start eating spicy. Hua Lang continued to eat the dishes in the bowl and said indifferently.

"......" Mu Ziding licked his lips and swept it fiercely at a glance.

"Xiao Dingzi, you don't eat spicy food?!Then what are you fooling around?!" Mu Qingyang counted him with an unhappy face. Mu Ziding frowned, with a look of grievance, he is not spicy, but this ......

Mu Ziding was uncomfortable for a while, squinted his eyes, and a tear squeezed out of the corner of his eye, which also made him know that this "spicy" taste is not something that everyone can control.

Mu Qingyang saw that he seemed to be funny, but he was really uncomfortable, so he didn't say anything more, just got up and poured him a glass of water. A seemingly simple lunch made these people eat "colorful".

The time was just right, and just after they had finished their lunch, the maid sent by Mu Yuelun appeared at the door of the wing room no earlier or later. Mu Qingyang hurriedly greeted him. Mu Ziding and Hua Lang also followed closely behind, and they didn't do anything for most of the day, Mu Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

As soon as I entered the door of the hall, I saw Qi Tiantao and Mu Yuelun sitting on the right seat, followed by the bright crimson sitting on the side of the hall, Qi Tianhong.

It's just that at this time, there is a girl in a pink skirt next to Qi Tianhong, her figure is slightly plump, and her appearance is smart and cute. It seemed that there were some familiarities, and Mu Qingyang couldn't help but pay some extra attention. It's her!

Mu Qingyang can be sure that this person is the girl who was in the restaurant that day, and she was pink that day. She is the innocent girl who believes that pies will fall from the sky, and she even believes that kind of nonsense.

Mu Qingyang thought about it, so he pursed his lips and smiled at him friendly, but this is it. Qi Tianle was a little confused in his eyes, this person was really, just this first time they met, what was this smirking at himself?! Qi Tianle thought about turning his head to the side, not looking in the direction of Mu Qingyang.