Chapter Ninety-Three: Sullen
"You're the most handsome. Avrilvi quipped.
"Hmph!" Ai Ziyu snorted arrogantly.
"Cut ......" Mu Hualing glanced at Ai Ziyu with disdain.
Haha, the expressions of the two amused the two at the same table again.
And Xiao Yi only showed a smile when he heard this, this smile made Mu Hualan feel strange again, why did he always feel that his smile seemed to be the same standard as a measured one? Even the arc seemed to be exactly the same?
But after thinking about it, she thought that her idea was too ridiculous, and shook her head, just thinking that it was an illusion of her own.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Mu Hualan shaking her head, Ai Weiwei asked.
"It's fine. Mu Hualan replied.
Seeing that she was really fine, Avrilvi didn't ask any more.
In the kitchen, Qin Xiu concentrates on cooking in the kitchen, because with Xiao Yi, he only needs to put the dish in the food passing window after every dish, and then Xiao Yi will bring the dishes to the table, which greatly facilitates Qin Xiu and makes him more efficient in cooking.
When all the dishes were served to Qin, Qin Xiu walked out of the kitchen, there were only two tables of people in the small shop, Liang Bei had one table for one person, eating the food on the table slowly, and the other table was Ai Weiwei and her group.
At this time, Mu Hualan drank the flying dragon soup in front of her, a smile appeared on her face, and her frowning brows stretched a lot.
But Ai Weiwei poured herself a cup of fire and burned the clouds, pecking slowly, in fact, this kind of drink is still a big gulp, but as a girl, Ai Weiwei doesn't like to drink like that, and this wine is too hot, he can't stand it.
Liang Bei smelled the aroma of wine from the other table, and his heart was a little nervous, and he couldn't wait to rush to the table next to the person to drink almost rubbing wine!
In fact, he had already done this, and after eating the sauerkraut fish quickly, he walked towards the other table with his cup in his hand, with a hearty smile on his face, and said as he walked: "Oh, hey, what a coincidence, isn't this Zimo's younger brother and sister? ”
Hearing his words, the four people who were eating food in a harmonious atmosphere all looked up at him, feeling the fluctuation of the Yuan Force similar to himself on his body, Mu Hualan lowered his eyelids, divided a trace of his mind on him, and habitually raised a trace of vigilance.
And although Ai Weiwei, who was at the same table, did not see the level of his cultivation, she also clearly felt that the other party was stronger than herself.
As for Ai Ziyu and Mu Hualing, they couldn't feel each other's cultivation at all, but when he was taller than himself, he was lower than Mu Hualan, and when he heard his words, Ai Ziyu's eyes immediately widened and said, "Do you know the eldest brother?"
"I know, why don't I know, my eldest brother and I are good friends and confidants!" Liang Bei moved a chair from the side and squeezed between Ai Ziyu and Ai Weiwei, picked up the wine jug on the table and filled himself with a glass of wine, and the skillful movements seemed to be that they were really familiar.
Avril: "......"
Liang Bei directly ignored everyone's eyes, took a sip of wine with enjoyment, and said: "Your eldest brother often mentions you to me, saying that you are his most beloved younger brothers and sisters, don't look at him He seems to be very serious to you and doesn't seem close, but in fact, he is just to maintain his majesty as an elder brother." ”
Liang Bei betrayed Ai Zimo very shamelessly, and shook out some of his usual sister-in-law and brother-in-law behaviors.
Listening to Ai Weiwei and Ai Ziyu's unbelievable voice, is this really their eldest brother? Isn't it really made up? How could their eldest brother be what this guy said?
What did you ask out the boy who confessed to his sister and beat him up?
Why did you find thirteen streets and buy a gift, but pretended to be a gadget bought casually on the side of the road to give to your younger siblings as a birthday gift?
Why do you obviously like the coquettishness of your younger brothers and sisters, but you still have to pretend to be bland?
What the......
Is this sullen guy really their cold and serious big brother?
"Really?" Ai Ziyu was dumbfounded and compared the image of the eldest brother in his words with the eldest brother in his impression, and found that it was completely different.
Facing the skeptical expressions of the four people, Liang Bei stood up indifferently and said: "Believe it or not, you can go back and try, for example, if you make a mistake in the future, be coquettish to him, and say sweetly, 'Brother, I was wrong.' He said pitifully, 'Brother, I won't dare next time.' 'Keeping you nothing!'
Liang Bei said it so definitely that Ai Weiwei couldn't help but believe what he said, but looking at the empty wine jug, he still decided to reserve his opinion on what he said.
But Ai Ziyu believed it and muttered: "It turns out that the eldest brother is such a person, I really didn't expect it." ”
And Liang Bei got up and touched his stomach after drinking all the wine in the pot and bursting a lot of Ai Zimo's ingredients, and paid the bill and left before a few people could react.
And Ai Ziyu, who wanted to ask more questions after being surprised, looked up and found that the person had already left, and suddenly said a little depressed: "Why did you go so fast? ”
The wine was gone, so he naturally left. Ai Weiwei said, a hint of thought flashed in her eyes, remembering that her eldest brother seemed to have said that he had a friend who loved to drink very much, could it be this person? If so, then the method he just said can be tried next time, maybe he can see the eldest brother change his face......
Thinking of the eldest brother's change of face, Ai Weiwei couldn't help showing a trace of pleasure on her face, but when she saw Mu Hualan beside her, although her brows were a little stretched because of eating delicious food, she was still full of sorrow, this pleasure suddenly disappeared, originally asked her to come to the small shop to eat just to let her relax, but now it seems that although it has some effect, it is also a symptom rather than a cure.
Ai Weiwei sighed in her heart, put down the chopsticks in her hand and said, "Lan." ”
Mu Hualan looked up at her suspiciously, saw her concerned eyes, and knew what Ai Weiwei was going to say, but she didn't want to hear it now, so she pulled the corners of her mouth slightly and said, "This flying dragon soup tastes very good, and after drinking it, I feel that the whole person is in good spirits." ”
"Really, the food in Boss Qin's shop is so magical. Ai Weiwei followed, and seeing that she didn't seem to want to say more on this topic, she stopped talking about it.
Qin Xiu looked at the sorrow between Mu Hualan's eyebrows, a little strange, this was not at all like the Mu Hualan he knew, if it was just because of the martial arts competition, it shouldn't be like this, right? Although they have known each other for a short time, Qin Xiu is sure that he doesn't care about the so-called martial arts competition to recruit relatives Mu Hualan at all, and even thinks that if she doesn't want the result of this martial arts competition to recruit relatives will eventually come to an end, then what is she worried about?