"Goo-goo-goo-goo--!"

In the shared kitchen of the music department, the pigeons let out a miserable cry.

Lu Nian took the kitchen knife and aimed it at the pigeon's neck, ready to bleed first, so that it would die without any pain.

The hot water is also boiled, and it is just waiting for the blood to be drained, and then soaked and plucked.

After plucking, you can marinate it with salt overnight, and tomorrow you can make a pot of stewed soup, and you have to buy some shiitake mushrooms.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a fat pigeon, don't worry, when I was on the earth, I cooked pigeons, I have a heart, put some yams, shiitake mushrooms, add some chicken essence, keep your original taste at the same time, make your meat very delicious, and the soup is also a must, and marinating it with salt overnight can make you more delicious, your pigeon is not just a bowl of delicious food? Don't struggle, suffer death, it's useless for you to scream, I won't be merciful. ”

Lu Nian said a few words to the pigeon, and he was ready to start.

Just as the sharp blade was about to cut its throat, the pigeon grabbed Lu Nian with its foot.

"Damn, I knew this was the case, why did you cut off your leg first! Wait, what is this thing? ”

Lu Nian picked up the pigeon, glanced at the leg, and found that there was a small mezzanine made of gray cloth wrapped around its leg, and if he didn't look at it carefully, he really didn't notice it.

The pigeon has finally stopped, and he has finally made this stupid beep notice the envelope!

I almost lost my life!

Lu Nian stretched out his hand to uncover the small mezzanine, and took out a palm-sized silk book, which had dense and beautiful calligraphy on it.

At this time, Lu Nian thought that in the game, Murong visited Yan and said that the flying pigeon passed the book.

"Damn, there's really a flying pigeon to pass the book!"

Lu Nian held the silk book in one hand and pinched the pigeon in the other, and it didn't matter if he didn't find it, now he saw it, this pigeon can't be slaughtered! I wanted to drink pigeon soup!

Reluctantly let go of the pigeons.

The pigeon did not get close to Lu Nian before, but flew to a high place with a grunt, staring at Lu Nian vigilantly, trembling.

Lu Nian looked up at it: "Look at your little bit of interest, are you still afraid?" I won't kill you anymore, what are you afraid of? ”

Shrugged his shoulders and had to give up this cooking.

After putting away the kitchen knife, Lu Nian returned to his small room, sat in front of the small desk, turned on the small lamp, and looked at the silk book seriously.

And the carrier pigeon also slowly followed, keeping a certain distance, for fear that this person would mistreat him again.

On the silk book, there are beautiful small block letters.

Compared with Lu Nian, it's really not much worse, and this is still a brush word, which is a little difficult.

What is written on it is also the voice of ordinary Murong Wanyan that cannot be revealed.

[Senior, although I don't know your name, but for me, it's just right, the woman should marry the man, I received the marriage contract from my father, I wanted to take advantage of the college time, ask you about Xiao for a few years, it's already a luxury, I yearn for the outside, in the academy I met a teenager who only met once, he taught me to learn to be brave, and I also want to meet him, but it seems that there will never be an intersection, that's it, this time I decided to face it calmly, this is the first and last letter. 】

Looking at the words, Lu Nian snorted, Murong Wanyan is going to get married?

How big is this? What do parents think? Is this what makes the girl get married?

What is it?

At this point, Lu Nian was very hateful, and he just wanted to write hard, but he didn't know how to reply.

The pen stopped, and the man was distressed.

It seems that my heart is empty.

For Murong Wanyan to get married, there seems to be no preparation.

"What does it matter to me for a girl to get married?" Lu Nian reacted suddenly, and at the same time, his heart sank.

Later... Let's keep our distance.

This is Lu Nian's answer in an instant, he thought that one day he could get to know her well, but this news seemed to be like a slap in the face, waking Lu Nian up.

"Dead heart, dead heart, pigeon, come here, this thing is for you." Lu Nian wanted to stuff the silk book back and let the carrier pigeon take it back.

The pigeon walked cautiously.

Lu Nian gently lifted it up and stuffed it into the small mezzanine, but it couldn't be stuffed in.

After stuffing it for most of the day, Lu Nian also gave up, put the silk book in the drawer, and let the carrier pigeon fly out.

watched the carrier pigeon go away, disappearing into the darkness, taking nothing with him, leaving only a letter that made Lu Nian decide to keep to himself.

Lu Nian, who was like a broken lovelorn, patted his head: "Come on, work hard, rest early today, and there will be a recording tomorrow..."

Falling on the bed, Lu Nian closed his eyes and tossed and turned in the next thirty minutes, but he couldn't sleep.

"Your sister's!"

...

...

A carrier pigeon that did not bring back a reply made Murong Wanyan lose a moment and called Yan Li's name.

Yan Li returned to the courtyard.

"Miss, what's the matter?"

"Let's go, go back now."

Yan Li was stunned, is this going back? How can it be so fast? Murong Mansion sent people before, didn't it succeed several times?

The sudden promise also made Yan Li immediately arrange for a car to come over.

Ten minutes later, a car stopped outside the sick pavilion.

Yan Li helped Murong Wanyan to sit in, sat in the co-pilot seat, and raised his eyebrows at the driver.

The driver understood, activated the accelerator, and went straight to the center of Dilong Avenue.

Murong Wanyan didn't notice anything, and his mind was still focused on why his predecessors didn't reply.

Until I got out of the car.

Murong Yan's beautiful eyes turned around the luxurious villa and asked Yan Li lightly: "This is Murong Mansion?" ”

Faced with such a rhetorical question, Yan Li smiled: "Of course not." ”

"That's lying to me."

"No, no, no, it's Gong Gong who wants to see you."

"Gong Gong?"

"Yes."

"Okay." Murong Wanyan knew that he was in prison, so he had to agree, instead of refusing to refuse, it was better to be generous and face it calmly, so as not to lose the face of Murong Mansion.

Yan Li smiled and took the lead in walking, ordinary people will not be able to recognize the road, not to mention a young lady who is not full all the year round, such a state of road idiot should be cultivated in Murong Mansion, although the eldest lady is glamorous, it is actually quite miserable, especially Miss Murong who follows the ancient precepts.

After walking through the jade road and walking through the flower gate, you will enter the lobby of the villa to welcome guests.

Entering the door, there is a staircase leading to the cantilever, and there are cleaning staff on both sides of the staircase.

Yan Li took Murong Wanyan and turned right, the reason was that she had to go to the left!

The left room is the welcome living room, which pays great attention to tranquility and gentleness, so when it was first built, a lot of effort was put in, and many famous architects at home and abroad were anxious, and finally left this masterpiece.

It can be described as: carved beams and painted buildings.

A woman who is not to be underestimated is sitting with a goblet in her hand, domineering.

It's hard to imagine that a woman can have such a bearing, which really makes Murong Wanyan a little admired.

"I've seen Gong Gong."

Xiao Ling saw Murong Yanyan's first glance, and his eyes straightened: "Huh? So watery?! ”

(End of chapter)