When Master He left, he did not forget to ask Xue Muyang's name, obviously unwilling, maybe he would go and return, when the time comes, the restaurant will inevitably be affected by the pond fish, the shopkeeper should hope that the person concerned will leave as soon as possible, but he introduced the food and wine, this approach can't help but be a little intriguing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As for why this is done, in fact, as long as you think about it for a while, you can come to the conclusion that the shopkeeper does not want Xuanyuan Chen and others to leave, and I believe that it will not be long before the shopkeeper's intention will be revealed.

Whether it is Master He who comes to Xingshi to ask for guilt, or what other changes will happen, it is what Xuanyuan Chen wants to see, he just wants to make things bigger, how can there be no outsiders to come to foil?

After just a quarter of a pillar of incense, a bowl of fragrant boiled beef was served, Xuanyuan Chen pushed it in front of Xue Muyang, and said with a smile: "The taste of being a beggar is not pleasant, and you can't eat such a delicious taste on a day of wind and rain." He seemed to be polite, and it seemed to be ridiculous, expressing a little dissatisfaction with Xue Muyang's secret peeping.

The steam on the boiled beef was swirling, and Xue Muyang's eyes were also misty, he looked at the bowl of boiled beef, his expression was faintly confused, and he said in a low voice: "When I was a child, I ate this dish, and I only ate it once, and it tasted really good."

Xuanyuan Chen's eyes flashed and asked, "Are you from the Antai clan?"

Xue Muyang's eyes became dim, he remembered that unbearable memory, but he never forgot it, he turned his head to look at Mo Qingwu, and his eyes instantly became brighter.

He was reluctant to forget the painful memories because of her. Although it was only sweet, it was enough for him to ignore all the bitterness.

Mo Qingwu still didn't touch Xue Muyang's gaze, and at some point there was an extra silver needle in his hand, and he gently stabbed the boiled beef in the bowl a few times, and saw that the color of the silver needle remained unchanged, so he said, "It's not poisonous, you can eat it." As she spoke, she pushed the boiled beef in front of Xuanyuan Chen again.

Xuanyuan Chen smiled and said, "I didn't want him to test the poison just now."

Mo Qingwu said lightly: "The slave family knows, but he doesn't like to eat beef."

Xuanyuan Chen looked surprised, looked at Xue Muyang beside him, and saw that his eyes were extremely gentle, and he felt even more puzzled in his heart.

Xue Muyang really doesn't like to eat beef, so even if it tastes delicious, he doesn't want to eat it a second time after tasting it once.

He had only told Mo Qingwu about these things, and she had always remembered them.

Mo Qingwu took out a cloth bag from the burden next to him, and when he opened it, he saw a few ordinary pancakes in it.

A faint smile appeared on Xue Muyang's face, and he reached out and took a pancake and put it in his mouth. He looked hungry, but ate slowly, chewing as if he were savoring a peerless delicacy.

It's just a piece of bread, but it takes the time of someone else's meal, and when he eats the last bite of the pancake, he softly calls: "Thank you, it's delicious." He didn't eat the second cake, and he didn't know how long it would take to go out this time, and he had to cherish every cake she made.

Xuanyuan Chen has been observing Xue Muyang, although he doesn't know what entanglement he has with Mo Qingwu, but it is not difficult to find that he has unusual feelings for Mo Qingwu, and said slowly: "I finally understand that you don't have to show up just now, but the reason for showing up is still the reason."

Xue Muyang looked at Xuanyuan Chen, and said with a serious face: "You are a child of the royal family, but you don't hesitate to risk your life in Antai City, although I don't know why, but at least you dare to make such a choice, and I ......" His voice was low, and his eyes were as firm as a mountain: "I am just a horseman, but I also dare to make a choice, for the sake of a person, even if the blood is splashed, I will not hesitate!"

Mo Qingwu lowered his head, and his body trembled obviously.

Xuanyuan Chen smiled indifferently, but before the smile could disperse, he suddenly froze and asked, "Will you betray the owner of the Red Clothes Workshop for that person?"

Xue Muyang's expression froze, and there was a hint of struggle in his eyes, and at this time, Mo Qingwu beside him said loudly: "The master has a great kindness to us, and betrayal is an unrighteous act." She spoke lightly, as if she had stayed out of the matter.

Xuanyuan Chen sighed and said: "Kindness is only for profit, I believe you understand this in your heart, are you willing to be bound by others for the sake of the so-called kindness?" In that night's contact, he could feel Mo Qingwu's melancholy and helplessness.

Mo Qingwu's eyes were complicated, and he said after a long time: "If you think too much, you will only ask for troubles, and there is nothing bad about the current days." There was a hint of hesitation in her voice: "As long as you can live, it's actually good."

As soon as these words came out, Xue Muyang's heart seemed to be pierced by a needle, and his face was distorted and hoarse: "You can live, and you will definitely live well...... I promise! ”

Mo Qingwu's eyes flowed, and in her charming eyes, there was an extra touch without impurities, and her voice was calm: "Thank you......" She turned her head and said to Xuanyuan Chen: "You are really special, if it were someone else, the slave family would definitely think that you were provoking the relationship between us and our master."

Xuanyuan Chen's hand under the table trembled, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

He really had the intention of provoking, if he could rebel against either Mo Qingwu and Xue Muyang, then Xuanyuan Chen would be able to understand who the owner of the Red Clothes Fang was and how he knew his identity.

Did Mo Qingwu really not suspect Xuanyuan Chen's intentions, or did he say so on purpose?

Xuanyuan Chen's thoughts were racing, and after a while, his heart shook violently, and he subconsciously stared at Mo Qingwu's eyes.

In other words, Xuanyuan Chen must have avoided Mo Qingwu's seductive eyes as much as possible, but now when he looked at the other party, his gaze was not only focused, but even rude.

He seems to be looking for something, and what is he proving......

Mo Qingwu felt Xuanyuan Chen's gaze, and she didn't feel anything at first, but as time passed, her heart couldn't help but tremble.

Xue Muyang's affection for Mo Qingwu was clear and thorough enough, but at this time, his focus was on Leng Junao, the other party let him taste the first failure in his life, and he was looking forward to the day of Xue Shame all the time, so he didn't notice Xuanyuan Chen and Mo Qingwu who were looking at each other, otherwise he might be mad with anger.

Mo Qingwu had never shown such a look in front of him.

She didn't avoid Xuanyuan Chen's gaze, and she had never looked at a man so seriously, with a bit of expectation and a bit of longing in the autumn waves.

I don't know how long it took for Xuanyuan Chen to retract his gaze, he already understood something.

Mo Qingwu also understood something, so her eyes still lingered on Xuanyuan Chen's body.

Some things will come unconsciously, can't be stopped, can't resist, maybe can't be greeted openly, but at least they can be accepted silently.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the restaurant, and amid the noisy footsteps, many people in costumes rushed in......