Looking at the soup bowl in Tian Shui's hand, Zi Ye looked puzzled: "What is this?" ”

"Soup ......"

"I know it's soup...... What I ask is, what does this mean? It's going to bed in the middle of the night, what are you doing with a bowl of soup? ”

"The old man asked me to send it to you...... said that he saw that the young master had been overworked in the past few days, so he prepared this bowl of soup for you, so that you could drink and sleep well. ”

"Don't drink ......" Ziye decisively refused: "What kind of soup do you drink in the middle of the night?" Easy to grow meat......"

This old man doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he wants to play a play.

"The old man said that if you don't drink it, he will come and pour it for you to drink......" Tian Shui gloated with a grim face.

"Irrigation?!"

Zi Ye glanced at the soup suspiciously again, the clear white fungus soup, and really couldn't see anything wrong.

But if the old man is so insistent, then there must be a problem.

"Young master, you just drink it, there is no poisonous ......"

"Poisonous or not, you know?" Ziye rolled his eyes and said, "You didn't drink ...... again"

"I didn't drink it, but I drank it from the young master...... He's fine after drinking......"

Zi Ye's eyes trembled instantly, and he looked at Tian Shui's eyes in surprise: "What did you say?" ”

Tian Shui was stunned, and subconsciously muttered, "Young Master...... Drink it......"

"Who made this soup?"

"Old ...... The old man ...... "The water is getting more and more stumbling."

"Old man?" Zi Ye suddenly picked up the soup, sniffed it gently, and frowned.

Sure enough, the sweetness of the soup has an indescribable taste.

"Where's Iocine?"

"In his ...... The room ......"

Without waiting for the words to land, Ziye ran out of the door with a gust of wind.

Tian Shui hurriedly grabbed the clothes on the screen and chased out: "Young master, the clothes are ......"

In the empty and lonely courtyard, where is there still the figure of the purple night.

Tian Shui looked at the bowl of soup with suspicious eyes, "What is the young master crazy about?" ”

It wasn't until the purple night disappeared for a long time, behind a lush tree in the courtyard, that a head was carefully exposed.

"Lao Zeng, see no, the plan has begun......"

"Master......" Zeng Shuo's face was quite strange: "I'm really convinced of you...... You dare to come up with this idea......"

"What's not to dare to do? If I don't add them firewood, these two don't know when they will be able to add a great-grandson to me......"

"But this gentleman loves money, and takes it in his own way...... No matter how much you want to great-grandchildren, you can't ...... Give them medicine, ......"

"What's that called, medicine? That's a love additive......" Zi Shaofeng glared at the old man: "I just added a little bit to them, at most they can't help but ......"

"But isn't that a little unkind......

"Kindness has a fart...... Ion Xuan is kind, but he hasn't started, and he doesn't say that the rabbit cub agrees...... Don't agree to marry you? Disagree will be with you**? This kid is the master's **, this love affair between men and women is a stupid stone, you have to beat Lao Tzu to do it......"

He stretched out his head to look in the direction where the purple night had disappeared, and raised his hand to greet him.

"Lao Zeng, let's go, let's follow and have a look......"

"Isn't it okay?" Zeng Shuo's face twitched: "The two of us are old and immortal, go and peek at other young people......"

"What do you think?" Zi Shaofeng glared at the old man and reprimanded: "It's just to keep up with them and see their progress, and it's not a real ** ......."

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