Cheng Lianjin should also feel ashamed as her fiancé, but he was very calm and said very gently: "Don't worry, the fish soup will be served soon." ”

Shocked everyone to doubt life!

Could it be that Cheng Lianjin really cares so much about waste wood Qin Muyao?

Suck......

Everyone hurriedly took a breath of cold air.

Dugu Takixue glared at Qin Muyao again and again, and the cold light in the corners of her eyes was layered layer after layer, pressing an extremely broken calmness.

Cheng Bu looked at the two small sips of affection on the side, he was happy, and wanted to drink a few more sips of wine to celebrate, but as soon as he picked up the cup, he was dizzy again, so he quickly rubbed his forehead and rubbed his temples with needles....

"Sit down, be careful of getting burned by the fish soup. Cheng Lianjin pulled her little hand, which was slightly red from the cold.

She thought for a moment that she couldn't be in a hurry, so she sat down obediently, her cold hands were held and rubbed by the other party, and then tucked into his wide, warm sleeves.

"Little Third Master...."

She looked at her hands that were all tucked into his sleeves to keep warm, and said weakly, "I'm not cold." ”

"Isn't it cold, see that your hands are frozen like a piece of bacon, red and swollen, and you feel like you're going to freeze, let this king warm you up." ”

Cheng Lianjin blurted out this sentence, and after speaking, he found that something was wrong, for fear of causing her misunderstanding, and added: "Don't worry, this hand warmer does not charge your silver, it is free, and it is a reward for the perfect cooperation between you and me just now." ”

She smiled and said, "Ouch, little third master, you said it earlier... Come on, go a little deeper, it's not warm enough here...."

Cheng Lianjin: "...."

There was a bowl of fish soup in front of everyone, just smelling it, Qin Muyao was about to drool, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and when she wanted to take a sip, she found that her hand was warm in Cheng Lianjin's sleeve, it was too warm inside, she didn't want to take it out.

After hesitating for a long time, he turned his head and asked, "That little third master, I found something." ”

"What's the matter?" Cheng Lianjin was gently stirring the fish soup in the bowl with a spoon at this time, trying to dissipate heat, but the stirring made its flavor come out vividly, tickling the tip of her heart, she paused for a moment before retracting her gaze: "That, I found that if I don't take out my hand, then I... Can't you drink fish soup at all?"

"Then take it out. ”

She was stunned for a moment: "I just put it in, and now I take it out to waste." ”

Cheng Lianjin turned his head and patted the tip of her nose directly with the other end of the spoon that stirred the fish soup just now: "In this way, do you want to take out your hand, and you still want to keep it inside?"

She nodded admittedly.

He asked, "You also want to drink this delicious fish soup, don't you?"

She nodded admittedly.

He asked, "So you want to kill two birds with one stone, so that your hands can be warmed and you can drink delicious fish soup?"

She nodded admittedly.

Cheng Lianjin squinted and said, "You just want this king to feed you, don't you?"

She smiled and said, "Little Third Master, you are worthy of being Little Third Master, and sure enough, you saw through my little daughter's mind at once." ”

Cheng Lianjin looked at her and stopped talking.

Seeing this, she hurried up and rolled her dripping eyes and explained: "Little Third Master, you must know that now you and I are acting according to the contract, and if you want to show the loving relationship between you and me, now is the perfect opportunity, and you must seize it." ”

It's serious, but Cheng Lianjin can't see that wishful thinking in his heart?

Cheng Lianjin thought about it, picked up the hot fish soup that night, licked her dry lips, stretched out her neck, opened her mouth, and waited to drink.

But....

As soon as the fish soup bowl reached her lips, it opened slightly sideways, Cheng Lianjin's lips leaned up, and he took a sip slowly, and there was a rare trace of appreciation in his cold eyes: "Master's fish soup is still as delicious as ever." ”

"Little Third Master, you...."

She didn't expect that she didn't feed her, but drank it herself!

This bastard!

She puffed up and asked, "Why?"

"What, why?" he asked.

She stared at the fish soup in his hand: "I said that I was going to feed me...."I felt that Cheng Lianjin was just teasing her, she stopped playing, and was about to stretch out her hand, never wanted to be lowered by his arms, clamped tightly, frowned and asked, "So stingy?"

"Otherwise?" "Foodie has always been her nature, how can she tolerate others not giving her a taste of food?

Cheng Lianjin smiled all of a sudden, and comforted: "Just now, this king was just trying the temperature of your mouth for you, to taste whether it is hot or not, if you are a glutton, then you may not be able to eat food for more than half a month." ”

"You really didn't lie to me?" she asked angrily.

She glanced at the fish soup, and immediately breathed a sigh, and if she didn't shout, she wouldn't lose a piece of meat, so she saved a smile and shouted sweetly: "Future husband, please feed your little sweetie a bite...."

As soon as these words came out, the movements of the hands of several people sitting near them suddenly froze, and even their expressions almost collapsed uncontrollably.

Are these two obviously bullying them, and how many of them are single?

Cheng Lianjin's cold eyes snaked out of the soft warmth: "Well, it sounds good, feed you." ”

However...

The people around were stunned: It's not bad?

Such a sweet and greasy name is not bad?

Do you want them to get goosebumps all over their bodies?

Everyone looked at the two of them and asked gently, and the interaction of a sweet drink was uncomfortable, envious, jealous and hateful, silently holding the bowl, and drinking one bite at a time alone....

Dugu Longxue stared at Qin Muyao with fiery eyes, as if her eyes were about to burn, taking a sip of fish soup, no matter how delicious it was, she didn't feel good, and just wanted to vomit it angrily, but she happened to hear Cang Litian, who was sitting on the top seat, asking, "Everyone, is the old man's fish soup delicious?"

It felt as if Cang Litian had been staring at her, so that Dugu Takixue had to be forced to swallow it again.

Qin Muyao finished drinking her own, looked up and replied, "It's delicious, Master!"

Hearing this, the prejudice against her just now seemed to have eased a little, but his expression was still cold, and he only nodded slightly: "If it's good, drink more." ”

She lowered her head and found that her bowl was gone, but Cheng Lianjin stretched out his bowl: "Drink." ”

"Little Third Master, don't you drink?" she asked.

"Don't drink it. She replied.

As far as she is a qualified foodie, this is very strange not to drink, and she wondered: "This fish soup is really delicious." ”

"You know, it's not the first time I've drunk it. ”

"Ha, isn't this the first time you've drunk this fish soup?"

She was even more curious, feeling that her hands were already warm, she pulled out her hand, held a bowl of fish soup from Cheng Lianjin, approached him as if she was about to listen to a story, and asked while taking small sips: "Isn't it the first time to drink it?"

He slowly poured himself half a glass of wine: "No, it's just luck, if the master goes fishing when he comes, he will have the opportunity to drink fish soup at the Qinglin banquet that year, if he doesn't go fishing, then he won't have anything to drink, but ah, this king is lucky, every time he comes here, he will drink it." ”

She took a few sips and blinked: "It means that Little Third Master, you often come here to participate in the Qinglin Banquet?"

"Sort of. ”

"What do you mean?"

He took a sip of wine: "Don't forget, in the past, this king was also a student from this academy, so he would naturally participate in the Qinglin banquet for three years, and then occasionally he would drink it every other year on behalf of the people in the palace to participate in the Qinglin banquet." ”

She rolled her eyes very slowly, took a big gulp of the fish soup, raised her head from the soup bowl, and whispered, "Little Third Master, you are still wrong." ”

"What did you miscalculate?" he was puzzled this time.

There was a hint of sharpness hidden in her seemingly innocent smile, piercing the markings: "There is another identity of the little third master, Mr. Six, haven't you ever drunk the master's fish soup as Mr. Six?"

Cheng Lianjin's eyes narrowed slightly silently.

She looked at herself and said, "Although you don't often stay in the academy, you can drink fish soup a few times when you come back as Mr. Six once in a while, right?"

"How do you know that this king and Mr. Six are the same person, and this time they are not borrowing this identity?" Cheng Lianjin's eyes shrank.

Instead, she explained in a voice that the two of them could hear at ease: "If you weren't the real Mr. Six, how could an old ghost like Canglitian and a shrewd person like Mr. Han not notice your abnormality? Besides, even if the little third master is well disguised, but looking at your usual interactions with several gentlemen, you can't see that it is pretending, in addition, we were locked in the dungeon by Mr. Seventh Zhu Lan'er before, she said that she owes a favor to someone, thinking about it, probably only you can make her owe this favor." ”

After saying this, she drank the rest of the fish soup in one go, put it on the desk, turned her head to look at Cheng Lianjin, put away the hidden trace of sharpness again, and showed her usual heartless smile: "You said that what I said is right, little third master?"

"You're smart. Cheng Lianjin was silent for a long time, reached out and poked the tip of her nose with his round and full fingertips, and a thin layer of appreciation flowed in his eyes.

This made her very happy.

His eyes lit up: "It's okay, it's okay, it's still not as good as the little third master anyway." ”

Cheng Lianjin lowered his head and drank wine, the corners of his mouth rose slightly....

After everyone had finished drinking the fish soup, Cang Ion said: "Today, the old man came to this Qinglin banquet to entertain Cheng Yuanshou and several His Royal Highnesses who came from Huaidu and all of you in the academy, and secondly, the old man is very old, and there is no one around him except for Aba, a disciple who has been with me since childhood, so today, I want to pick one of you out as the old man.... Closed disciple.... And what about the old man...."

Before he finished his words, the following exploded!

The dean of Sixian Academy, the most authoritative in Jiuze Country, wants to accept closed disciples?!

What exciting news.

Whether it is knowledge, ability, or identity, the dean of Sixian Academy is enough to be the most powerful backer, not only in the academy, but also in the entire Jiuze, and even in the four countries of the Blood Weapon Continent!

Even if all this is aside, in terms of strength, it is rumored that he is the closest person to the ability of Xingtian so far!

The Abba boy beside him was a person who couldn't be refined with blood weapons at first, but after only one year by his side, he became a genius boy, extremely powerful!

Such a powerful person is now accepting closed disciples, this is a rare opportunity, and it is a group of students who can affect their lives!

If you can get the guidance of the dean and serve as your own backer, then it can be said that walking in Jiuze Country will be unimpeded in the future, and it will not be difficult to travel all over the four countries.

Therefore, everyone.... It's boiling!

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