"Hey! Don't mess with the peerless girl, or you'll be turned over by the men of the whole Chang'an City, I'll tell you! ”

Mo Wushuang was violently dragged back to the boudoir by Xiangling, and at this moment, he was sitting at the head of the bed and protested to Xiangling's back with a serious face, but unexpectedly, the latter quickly blocked his cherry lips with a cold eyebrow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, for foodies, Xiangling is the stove prince of Dali Temple, so don't contradict it......

"During this time, because the Dali Temple is almost chaotic, so you'd better lead the reckless man to practice in the backyard during this time, don't add an extra burden to me in the front hall, okay?"

"Don't blame me, after all, when you first asked me to post a recruitment list, I didn't expect to be recognized!"

Mo Wushuang had an aggrieved expression, and then reached out to take the melon on the table and gnawed it, so angry that Xiangling reached out and blocked Mo Wushuang's plain hand, which led to the latter also looking unwilling.

"Then you won't go to the front yard?"

"If you don't go to the front yard, who will cook for me! Whoever makes me a snack! After all, there are two more waiting to be fed and waiting to eat! (Don't get me wrong, it's Luo Xiaojiu and Mangzi, after all, the three of them are a famous foodie trio in Dali Temple.) ）

Saying that, Mo Wushuang was not angry, and knocked on the table in front of Xiangling's eyes and continued: "During this time, you have been busy with the recruitment of people in Dali Temple, and we are now simple in breakfast and snacks, if we don't ask for some snacks, Xiao Jiu and I will starve to death!" ”

Hearing Mo Wushuang's explanation, Xiangling's anger in her heart disappeared a little, but after all, the official affairs of Dali Temple in front of her were more important, so she sighed and continued.

"The current Dali Temple is too few people and food and grass are scarce, I can't take care of all the needs of everyone, if you really feel hungry, why don't you go out and buy some snacks yourself, instead of selling in front of a group of men to make the door of Dali Temple all smoke!"

"If I had silver, I'd like to buy it! But did you forget earlier, because of what happened at that time, I was deducted a whole quarter of monthly silver! ”

"That's your own disciple has no way, who else can you complain about this matter, it's a big deal that you can borrow money from Di Huaiying!"

Speaking of Di Huaiying, Mo Wushuang's resentment suddenly went out, and seeing Xiangling's reproachful face, he had to sit back at the head of the bed and sigh with his head down.

"Don't dare to see him......"

"What is there that you dare not see him? Isn't it good to come back after the Qinling Underground Palace incident? I even heard that you kissed him! ”

"Holy! Who said this, could it be that Di Huaiying told you? ”

Xiangling's words can be regarded as arousing the long-hidden shame in Mo Wushuang's heart, and at this moment, seeing Mo Wushuang's pretty face, it turned red like a ripe apple.

"You don't care who told me about this, anyway, now the entire Dali Temple knows about your relationship, so it's not a shame to ask him for some money to eat!"

"Holy! What does it matter, Sister Xiangling, you'd better make things clear, I have nothing to do with Di Huaiying, who kissed him on the side, maybe he was bored and kissed! ”

"That's... Are you going to give me a kiss? ”

In an instant, Mo Wushuang's boudoir fell into a moment of tranquility, and then Mo Wushuang had no choice but to lean on the head of the bed and bury his head deep in his arms.

"Okay, I know it's wrong, but the truth of the matter is not what you think, in the end, I still regard Di Huaiying as a buddy, and that kiss is just a thank you after his selfless dedication." (yes, I don't want to owe favors and I don't have money...... ）

"But how did I know that this bastard actually misunderstood, and every day he handed me some completely unknown seven-character poems along the crack in the door, do you say that if I see him, I can not hide!"

Saying that, Mo Wushuang took out a thick pile of paper with poems written on it from under the bed, slammed it on the table, and shouted: "I don't know that the old lady has a headache from reciting ancient poems since she was a child!" ”

Seeing this, Xiangling finally understood Mo Wushuang's awkward relationship with Di Huaiying at this time, and after a little pondering, she probed and persuaded the worried person.

"It's good if you make it clear to him, and if you continue to hide from others like this, I'm afraid that the handsome Di Gongzi will be made lovesick by you."

"Sister Xiangling! You can't say that, you're not a man who can't understand the embarrassment of being rejected by his sweetheart in front of everyone! (Speaking of this, Mo Wushuang recalls the tragic scene of expressing his love to the girl at the same table in his previous life in kindergarten.) ）

"It's a shame that you still know that you are Di Gongzi's sweetheart, according to me, he is a good person, if you live with him in the future, you will definitely not suffer, and you will be treated as a pain from your little ancestor, why not!"

Seeing this, Xiangling shrugged her shoulders, ignoring Mo Wushuang's sharp eyes at the moment, and then wrenched her finger to give Mo Wushuang an example of Di Huaiying's goodness.

"You know, you can't find such a good man with a lantern! First of all, his parents died, and after entering the door, there was no in-law to manage you, and no one would dare to restrain you from your character. ”

"Secondly, he is in an important position in Dali Temple, and he has the pen of Wenqu judge, and he will definitely have the right to turn the clouds and rain in the court in the future, so why should you worry about the problems of life at that time, just the gift giver may have stepped through the threshold of Di Mansion!"

"Thirdly, Di Huaiying has always been very obedient to you, and even Sister Xiangling has observed it when she walks on the street, he has never looked at other women except you, and you are the only one after entering here, let alone worrying that any concubine will dare to compete with you for favor!"

"And this fourth ......"

At this moment, Xiangling gave Mo Wushuang the feeling that he really shouldn't be a cook, on the contrary, if he was a matchmaker, he would definitely be able to be popular through half of Chang'an City!

"Sister Xiangling! Let's take a break, how about we talk about something else? ”

Mo Wushuang looked at Xiangling's kung fu drinking tea and hurriedly hammered his shoulders and complimented, where did he dare to contradict this sister's thoughts.

"Honestly, Wushuang! I'm doing this for your own good, after all, the current situation is turbulent, and there is not much time left for us to talk, and I don't want you to wait until you lose the opportunity to regret why you didn't cherish it in the first place. ”

Saying this, Xiangling reached out and gently patted Mo Wushuang's palm, and then tilted her head in surprise.

"Was this what we were arguing about in the first place?"

"Uh... I don't know, but I know now that I'm going to faint from hunger......"

"Hehe, let's do it, I'll make you something to fill your stomach now, and you won't go out again tomorrow to make trouble, okay?"

"Oh no, what if you don't cook for me tomorrow......"

“...... Then you won't go and borrow money from Di Huaiying? ”