Well?

Mo Lan looked at the rice bowl that was quietly approaching strangely, and a puzzled look flashed on her face, what does this mean?

Look at the person next to him who has a temperament like an orchid, his snow-white figure is like a fairy, and he is as cold as fireworks in the world. The pale fingers are pushing a rice bowl, and the noble posture makes people suspect that it must not be an ordinary rice bowl, perhaps, a treasure?

The bowl was pushed to the position of Mo Lan's hand and stopped, and Si Yunyin looked at her steadily, his eyes clear.

"What for?" Mo Lan turned her head, her eyes full of puzzlement, what is this guy pushing her to do here?

"The king is not yet full."

Qing Yue's voice was like a glass falling, rippling in his ears one by one, intoxicating and confusing. It is as if under such a charming voice, the ice and snow will also be melted into a sweet spring.

That's not the point, though!

Mo Lan immediately woke up after a moment of dazedness!

The corners of her mouth twitched violently, and her entire head was instantly surrounded by black lines!

Dare to love this kid to push the rice bowl over, is to let her continue to give him shabu to eat? She just kindly gave him two meanings, but this kid dared to give her such a straightforward sentence "This king is not full yet"? Could it be that this is the legendary nose kick on the face?

The dark blue qi froze, and the breathing became extremely fierce: "You! Can't you shabu yourself!? ”

Ya, I'm not without hands, and this is not a difficult technical job, why do you instruct her to do it!?

"Didn't the princess say that she wanted to invite this king to dinner today?" Si Yunyin spoke lightly, and words that made Mo Lan almost want to vomit blood from his noble lips, "Isn't this king only responsible for eating?" ”

Depend on!

Mo Lan almost wanted to burst into foul language, meaning that as long as he moved his mouth, she had to saddle up and serve her?

A breath of evil breath was stuffed in her chest, she raised her trembling paws, and angrily pointed to the spicy taste of a table: "Then you can eat it, no one won't let you eat it!" ”

He shouldn't have been kind just now, what kind of food should he be spicy, this kid will be spicy!

His deep eyes glanced around the table, Si Yunyin turned his head to look at her quietly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an inexplicable smile: "Does the princess want this king's blood to be splashed on the spot?" ”

Blood splattered on the spot!?

Did she put arsenic in the dish or did she put the crane top red?

"Si Yunyin!" Mo Lan gritted her teeth and spoke, and the small flames in her eyes jumped up three feet high, "Is the old lady your wet nurse?" Let the old lady come to the dishes, why don't you just let the old lady feed the food! ”

Si Yunyin sighed lightly when he heard this, and there seemed to be reluctance in his gentle voice: "If the princess is interested, this king doesn't mind." ”

Poof-

Mo Lan clenched his claws hard, trying his best to restrain his urge to blast him into the sky with one punch, and seriously doubted in his heart that he was the one who was going to splash blood on the spot! I was so angry with him that I vomited blood!

Takizawa was on the side, listening to the conversation between the two in a daze, then turned around, covered his face, looked sad, and his back was depressed.

It's over, the prince is completely abnormal, it must have been too spicy just now, and he was stimulated to the point of insanity, what should I do now!

"You're a girl!" Mo Lan couldn't bear to shoot the case, and she was simply speechless with anger.

How did this guy, with the skin of an immortal, become so shameless? How cute it used to be, but now it's really annoying!

Si Yunyin looked at her calmly, his eyes shining, and suddenly looked behind her, a emerald figure was running happily.

"Princess, the stomach warming soup is ready."

Zheng'er ran in with the soup, and her little face was full of smiles.

"No need!" Mo Lan rolled her eyes angrily, "This bowl of soup is for you, whether you drink it or pour it, whatever you want to do." Now, right now, take it to me! ”

Belch?

Zheng'er's eyes widened, a little inexplicable. Wasn't the princess just fine, why does she look so angry at this time? Could it be that something terrible just happened?

It's just that she really couldn't understand the strange undercurrent in this hall, she lowered her head slightly, bit her lip, and was ready to obediently take the soup and withdraw from the hall, but in the next moment, she heard an indifferent voice -

"Wait."

Zheng'er looked up and saw Si Yunyin looking at him calmly: "Soup, bring it to this king." ”

Yes?

The princess let Duan go, and the prince let Duan go, who should she listen to?

Zheng'er was confused.

"Don't pass over!" Mo Lan was furious, and suddenly jumped to his feet in anger, "I'll let you take it away, who are you listening to!" ”

Zheng'er looked at the fiery Mo Lan and wanted to cry without tears.

She really wants to know who to listen to! One is the prince, the other is the princess, both are masters, she is just a little girl, and no one can afford to offend!

Feeling the coercion coming from Mo Lan's fire-breathing eyes, Zheng'er looked entangled. Suddenly, there seemed to be a cold lightning gaze that fell on her, with an extremely cold meaning, making her tremble violently.

Turning her little head tremblingly, sure enough, the man in white was looking at her coldly, still with a graceful demeanor, but the foggy eyes were a little deeper than just now, projecting with a steaming cold air, and even the air around her body seemed to be frozen by this coldness, which made her tremble involuntarily.

So, in the next moment, let Mo Lan's cannibalistic eyes chase after him, Zheng'er has already made an extremely instinctive reaction.

But seeing that she quickly stepped forward and put the soup in front of Si Yunyin, and then hurriedly threw down the sentence "slave and maid retire", turned around like a gust of wind, and rolled out as if she was escaping.

It is very vividly explained what it means to "run away from the wilderness".

Mo Lan was dumbfounded, her self-esteem was devastated, and her girl actually succumbed to the obscenity of others, how can she be a man with her head held high!?

Si Yunyin was satisfied, and the chill in his eyes dissipated in an instant, returning to a warm and harmless immortal appearance. Slowly raised the spoon and took a few sips of soup, his beautiful thin lips raised slightly, and a warm breeze overflowed with admiration: "It's really good." ”

Soup, good.

Some people's expressions are even better.