Breakfast storm

Breakfast is mainly light, but Wushuang specially asked for a chicken soup for Xi Dye to make up for his body, it is really difficult for him to have a heart, Xi Dye comfortably soaked in a hot bath, and went downstairs to find Wushuang, maybe that sentence is true, men who have been nourished by love are uniquely charming, originally Wushuang has a unique beauty, and then look at it at this moment, it looks more handsome and radiant, provoking the women around whether they are young or young are peach blossoms, and some even exaggerated nosebleeds fainted to the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And looking at our initiator Wushuang children, sitting on a table by the window, quietly looking at the staircase, waiting for the goddess in his mind, finally the red figure slowly appeared at the staircase, at that moment she was shocked by the sunset like a hibiscus out of the water, it seems that the sunset has a sentence that is not clear, not only the man who is nourished by love and charm, the woman is more, plus she has just finished bathing, her hair is still dripping, at this moment the sunset is matched with her dazzling red dress, It's like a red lotus after the rain, dazzling and charming.

"Ser, here." In order to stop the male guests with glowing wolf eyes from continuing to spy on his treasure, Leng Wushuang stepped forward and hugged Yuran's shoulders and moved towards their seats.

Everyone can't help but feel a little sorry when they see that handsome men and beautiful women have masters, but there are still bold people who are uninteresting and self-abusive, or you wait, and the unlucky brother will appear in a while.

"Se'er, eat more, I was tired last night." Wushuang had already pointed something, causing Yuran, who was eating, to cough violently, and his cheeks quickly crawled with redness.

"What's the matter, look at your cough, drink some chicken soup and press it." Wushuang looked at Yuran, who was coughing and his face was red, and sent the chicken soup that he had prepared a long time ago with concern.

"Brother, put it somewhere, I'll drink it later." Xiran said to Wushuang a little badly, and then ate breakfast one by one.

This breakfast was very warm, Wushuang was the same as last night, still not a drop of rice, but this time, Xiran didn't care about him eating, because she understood, but there are often those who don't know the current affairs to break the beautiful moment, such as now.

"Yo Yo Yo, little beauty, are you full? When you're full, how about going out with your brother? A man in a good costume who looked okay said with a wicked smile to the yin and yang of the sunset who was about to have dinner, and the greedy and beautiful expression was unobstructed.

Yuran didn't turn her head back when she heard the man's words, because she felt her stomach tumbling into the sea, and then she turned around, "Oh." With a bang, the food that I had only eaten in my stomach in the morning and had not had time to digest was vomited on the man in Chinese clothes.

"You, you, you ......" The man was stunned by the situation in front of him, and he couldn't say anything after three words in a row, and the people who were dining around were laughed at by the scene in front of them, and they were all amused by the exaggerated performance of Xiran, and how the man in the Chinese costume was in time, it was not so disgusting that he vomited, everyone wanted to laugh but held back not to laugh, and the expression was very funny.

"Brother, brother, how are you, you damn minions, why don't you send my brother home quickly." Suddenly, a butterfly girl full of fat and powder came in from outside the door, and then covered her mouth and nose with one hand, and pretended to scold the house slaves standing behind the man in Chinese clothes.

"Yes, Miss, let's take the young master back to the house." An older man, who seemed to be a housekeeper, glanced at the butterfly girl with some disgust, bowed his head and said yes, and then ordered the other subordinates to hurriedly pack up the stolen goods on the man's body, and then escorted the man to the outside of the inn.

"Stinky **, you wait, see the next time I see you, you can't get out of bed if you don't do it......" The man in Chinese clothes scolded under the escort of the domestic slave, and his mouth was full of insulting words.

"Brother, don't." Xi Ran stretched out his hand and pressed Leng Wushuang, who wanted to get up, shook his head, Leng Wushuang sat down resentfully, how could his goddess allow these ordinary people to be insulted? He secretly cursed the man in the fancy clothes in his heart, but what Wushuang didn't expect was that the unintentional curse in his heart really worked, not long after.

"Handsome brother, I heard it just now, which beautiful sister is called your brother, since you are brother and sister, why don't you marry me as a husband?" The butterfly girl opened her mouth disgustingly, but before Wushuang could respond, Yuzome had already made a move.

"Smack." The sound of the gathering was loud, and on the white cheeks of the butterfly girl like a city wall, a looming five-finger mountain suddenly appeared, which showed how thick the gouache on the woman's face was.

"You wicked woman, you dare to beat Miss Ben, don't you want to live?" The butterfly girl looked at Yuzen's falling hand in disbelief, covering her cheek with one hand, and pointing at Yuzen with the other.

"Borrowed, just with your wall-like face and that vulgar temperament, you are not even qualified to add toes to my brother, brother, let's go, the air here is not good." Xi Ran was angry and said about the butterfly girl, and then walked outside the inn with one hand, and Wushuang shook his head and followed with a smile.

They didn't see the pair of resentful eyes behind them, because they didn't bother to deal with such ordinary people at all, it wasn't a file at all, and the butterfly girl also bought a big bill for the follow-up, and it was too late to regret it.