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Zhuang Hua ......

Bai Ti turned his head to look at Zhuang Hua and said, "It's better to gather some craftsmen and see if we can raise the roof as Zhuang Hua wishes." ”

Zhuang Hua later confessed: "In the next moment, it should not be true." Please also ask the prince to forgive his sins. ”

"What a crime, and there is no law to stipulate the height of the house, Zhuang Hua is too worried." Bai Ti waved his hand, "Everyone take a seat, don't be restrained." ”

Although it is Zhuang Hua's home, it is still Bai Ti who speaks in the end, and Zhuang Hua, the host, is like a guest, which makes her depressed for a while.

Zhuang Hua's chef is very high because of his master's pickiness, and at the dinner table, because Zhuang Hua does not eat meat, he also specially made a separate one for her in front of her, which is clearly distinguished from other meat and vegetable dishes on the table.

There were no people who quarreled over the issue of seating, but because of Zhuang Hua's small stove.

"Zhuang Hua, how can you enjoy the food exclusively, how about sharing it with us?" Xu He, who has the attributes of a foodie, was the first to speak, after all, the dishes in front of Zhuang Hua looked so bright.

Xu He nodded together, and Junya also echoed: "Xu He is right, it's better to be happy alone than to be happy, Zhuang Hua can't eat alone." ”

The two old men didn't react, but their eyes glanced in front of Zhuang Hua from time to time, and everyone else looked at the dishes in front of Zhuang Hua with fierce eyes, even Qi Jin, although he had been with Zhuang Hua for a long time, but he had never eaten Zhuang Hua's dish, and today he just took advantage of the coaxing of others, and he also wanted to know what Zhuang Hua's favorite food was like.

Zhuang Hua raised his hand and clenched his fist, covered his mouth, and coughed dryly: "Ahem...... If you are interested, please feel free to do so. ”

A reserved Bai Ti and Qi Jin were the first to poke out their chopsticks, and at the same time took a pair of chopsticks Zhuang Hua in front of the nearest plate of delicate dishes.

Boti: "......"

Qi Jin: "......"

What does it taste like? It's hard to describe. It's not delicious, it's not, it's delicious, it's a little bit, the slightly bland taste makes the two not very comfortable. In addition to kimchi and lo-mei, vegetarian dishes will not really taste good if they are heavy, and the cooking methods in this world are relatively simple, so it is difficult for vegetarian dishes to taste good.

Zhuang Hua just covered her mouth, because she was afraid that she would laugh out of embarrassment, her face was not easy to make a laughing expression, but it didn't mean that she couldn't, and this was a thing that was easy to laugh at. coveted other people's food, but was cheated by himself, and expressed an idiom very philosophically, "Heaven is clear"......

Bai Ti calmly put down the chopsticks, and the expression on his face was controlled in an instant, but Qi Jin ate Zhuang Hua's dishes slowly, and there was no embarrassed expression on his face.

"It's not as good as everyone's usual Zhuanghua dishes." Berti suggested.

Bai Ti spoke, of course the others would not object, and they also wanted to know how Zhuang Hua's food was different from theirs.

Thereupon......

Master Tao Li frowned.

The handsome old man Taupei swallowed the dish in his mouth with difficulty.

Xu He's face trembled obviously, and he calmed down.

Bi Chang chewed carefully, without any expression.

Jun Ya made a bitter face and said to Zhuang Hua: "Zhuang Hua's perseverance and bravery, I can't do it." ”

Speaking everyone's thoughts, Zhuang Hua can eat such a dish that requires perseverance and courage, it is really rare, it is hard to imagine how Zhuang Hua insisted on eating these things year after year, day after day.

Zhuang Hua said lightly: "Junya has won the award, it has nothing to do with perseverance, it's just a magic barrier." She didn't want to eat anything like this, as a foodie, it was a tortureous thing, but the indelible psychological shadow made it impossible for her to eat those dishes with the smell of blood.

Qi Jin's chopsticks paused, looking at Zhuang Hua's indifferent face, he couldn't eat meat because he had a demonic barrier, and he couldn't express his emotions congenitally, the taste of "his" heart...... Is it bitter? Or is it as indifferent as water as "he" appears, or like a spirit, burning people's hearts and lungs?

This is a less formal banquet, because of the complex composition of the personnel, the atmosphere should be stalemate and polite, but because of Zhuang Hua's special dishes and eased, everyone will add a dish in front of Zhuang Hua from time to time, drinking and chatting harmoniously, Zhuang Hua in addition to feeling that he will not be able to eat enough for today's meal, he is still very satisfied with this situation, and he is angry and rich (...... Can you be a little more intimidating? ）。

In order to add to the fun, Zhuang Hua took out all the ice clouds sent by Bai Ti before the "retreat", and with a heartache, he approached Qi Jin who was beside him slightly, and asked Qi Jin who was sitting next to her in a low voice: "Do you still have this wine?" ”

Qi Jin chuckled and whispered, "I will send some more in two days." ”

Zhuang Hua withdrew and took a sip of the wine in the glass. It's good to have it, when the time comes, it will take two pots to sell cheeks and Qi Jin...... A pot is fine, or you might as well buy it. Zhuang Hua thought to himself, but he didn't see Qi Jin's softened smile.

He also had to thank this group of people who made him hate, otherwise, Zhuang Hua would not be close to him.

Bai Ti picked up the wine bottle and quietly withdrew his gaze at Qi Jin and Zhuang Hua.

This small banquet for the host and guest was held from sunrise to sunset.

The guests were all drunk, Zhuang Hua instructed the people in the house to clean up the empty courtyard in the front yard for entertaining guests, and the entourage brought by several people took care of their own masters and went to rest.

Zhuang Hua felt that her mind was quite clear, and she played the role of the master for the first time, arranging all the finishing work, and she felt pretty good about herself (...... Yan Rong followed Zhuang Hua's side, preparing to drag Zhuang Hua down to rest when Zhuang Hua had a strong drink.

"Sir, go back and rest," Yan Rong didn't know how many times he said this.

Zhuang Hua frowned a little and turned around to look at Yanrong, who had been following her as a tail, raised his hands on Yanrong's shaved shoulders, and felt that the clothes of the people under his hands were thinner than hers, at least half less, and the words he wanted to refute became: "Yanrong, why do you wear so little?" ”

Yan Rong was stunned for a moment, and some small touches surged in her heart, "Sir, this is in the house, Yan Rong often goes out, and it is not cold." ”

Zhuang Hua disagreed and said: "How can this work, in case of a cold, medicine here is not developed, and it is easy to become serious." After speaking, he unbuttoned his coat, draped it on Yanrong's body, and wrapped it tightly.

"Sir, how can this be done!" Yan Rong, who was stunned by Zhuang Hua's actions, quickly reacted, and was about to pull off Zhuang Hua's coat on his body, but Zhuang Hua didn't let him, and the two of them pulled together in the dining room.

Zhuang Hua finally got impatient, hugged Yanrong and didn't let her move. Originally, Zhuang Hua was a little more than a head taller than Yanrong, Zhuang Hua usually couldn't see the height gap between Yanrong and her because of his thin body, but now, Yanrong was held in Zhuang Hua's arms, looking very small.

Yan Rong was trapped in Zhuang Hua's arms, blushing like never before.

She knew that Mr. was drunk, and she had a little expectation in her heart that this hug could last a little longer, even if Mr. was drunk, even if there were so many people in the ......

In the past, the arms of those men were full of desire-hope and evil, which made her disgusted to the extreme, but she did not feel that she did not cater to them. And although the husband's arms are thin, there is a sense of reassurance, and the faint smell of medicine and wine is mixed without making people feel annoying, with some warmth, slowly surrounding her.

Zhuang Hua did feel that his eyelids were a little heavy, and in this posture of hugging Yanrong, he pressed his side face on the top of Yanrong's head. It's been a long time since I've hugged a girl.,I miss it so much.,In the original world, there were many girls who "threw themselves into their arms" with her.,It's soft to hug up.,After crossing, this benefit is gone.。 Zhuang Hua adjusted the position of his face to make himself comfortable, and said, "Wear it obediently, my clothes are thick, not bad for this one." ”

"Hmm." Yan Rong responded obediently, the heat on his face subsided, and he quietly reached out to hug Zhuang Hua's waist...... Mr. is so thin, how can I make up for Mr.? Yanrong's mind flew in an unpredictable direction.

Qi Jin, who went and returned, stood at the door and did not go in, turned around and left. He wanted to come and see if something had happened to Zhuang Hua, who didn't go back to rest, but he unexpectedly saw this scene.

Yanrong, heh, he really underestimated her.

Zhuang Hua hugged enough, then let go of Yanrong, rubbed the temples that began to beat, the wine came up, Zhuang Hua said to Yanrong: "I'm drunk, go back first." Don't look at it here, if they have to look at it to get things done, it's better to change them all, and there is no need for waste in the house as a landscape. ”

Zhuang Hua only exposed his poisonous tongue when he drank wine, and he laughed at Yanrong all of a sudden, and successfully made all the people present pale with white faces, and the action of cleaning up was accelerated, for fear of being treated as waste.

They thought to themselves, it turns out that the gentleman is the most ruthless! At this moment, Yan Rong's image in their minds instantly became gentle.

Yanrong smiled and said, "Got it, sir, do you need me to send you back?" ”

Zhuang Hua shook his head, "I'm not drunk enough to be helped, I'll walk back by myself, and I'll let go of the wine by the way." After Zhuang Hua finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the dining room.

Yan Rong pulled Zhuang Hua's coat on his body, his smile retracted, and glanced coldly at the people in the dining room, "What should be seen and what should not be seen are clear in your heart?" ”

No one answered, and no one dared to look at Yanrong, and it was the best answer if they didn't look at or listen to it.

Yan Rong nodded with satisfaction and showed a smile, "But Mr. said that you had better hear and remember what you said about not leaving waste in the mansion." ”

"Whoa." Everyone responded in unison.

Yan Ronglian moved lightly, leaving the dining room and heading towards the backyard.

As soon as Yanrong left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, the speed of work was faster.

Zhuang Hua walked back slowly, and the autumn wind blew on her face and took away the smell of wine and the heat that surged up her head, making her head a lot clearer, just now...... Alas, I hope it won't have a bad impact on Yanrong, otherwise the sin will be great. It's easy to make mistakes after drinking, Zhuang Hua reminded himself that he couldn't drink more in the future.

She forgot that when she was in Shaoguang, she reminded herself like this, but it didn't seem to be useful......

Suddenly, a person walked out of the rockery next to the road and blocked Zhuang Hua. Zhuang Hua was slightly bowing his head in repentance, he didn't pay attention for a while, and he was slow to react to the wine, and when he saw the tip of the person's shoes, the person had already hit his head on the person's chin.

"......" Zhuang Hua squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, remembering that his face didn't howl, staring straight at the man's shoes, waiting for the pain to pass.

The man hurriedly crouched down, his familiar voice filled with concern and a little self-reproach, "How is it?" Does it hurt? It's all my ......."