152. Famous flowers have masters

Zhang Miao glared at the back of Wen Jun's head fiercely, who doesn't know, if you can pursue it, it is actually me going to be your boyfriend.

"Can't you see that the famous flower has a master!" A man's calm voice spoke.

When Zhang Miao was caught off guard, a black figure appeared behind her, and when she looked back, it was Yan Chengmo!

"Silence?" Tang Yiling said in surprise, how did he get in?

"What is this?" Wen Jun politely turned around and glanced at Yan Chengmo, who came in with sadness, of course he knew this man, this was the male chef of Yan Mo's private restaurant, he saw this man when he first met Tang Yiling.

Sure enough, this man is also pursuing Tang Yiling!

"Serve an extra bowl of chopsticks!" Zhang Miao went over and instructed her aunt, who immediately went to the kitchen to get dishes and chopsticks, and placed them neatly in front of Yan Chengmo.

When the aunt wanted to help serve the eight-treasure porridge, Yan Chengmo's sharp eyes made the aunt obediently put down the empty bowl and left as if saving her life.

Tang Yiling was very similar to asking Yan Chengmo how he came in, but the empty bowl in front of Yan Chengmo, and Yan Chengmo's eyes staring at her as a matter of course, she thought for a long time, why did she give him Sheng, isn't she a daughter!

However, the visitor is a guest, forget it.

Tang Yiling put down the spoon in her hand, picked up Yan Chengmo's ceramic bowl sitting next to her, and personally helped him serve a bowl of soft and glutinous eight-treasure porridge.

When Tang Yi Lingsheng Eight Treasure Porridge, Yan Chengmo looked at Wen Jun sitting opposite with a superior look!

Wen Jun's forehead hair is cold, how could Tang Yiling be his girlfriend!

Wen Jun ate an empty bowl of eight-treasure porridge, he was not full, but at this juncture, it is impossible for him to serve eight-treasure porridge by himself, isn't this setting off the majesty of that speech!

"Mr. Wen will go back when he is full." Yan Chengmo was slow and leisurely, eating black rice and eight-treasure porridge spoonful by spoonful.

Wen Jun just listened silently, Tang Yiling is the master, what is Yan Chengmo, he is just a chef, what qualifications do he have to drive him away here!

Tang Yiling listened and wanted to say something, but Yan Chengmo stuffed a spoonful of black rice and eight-treasure porridge into her mouth, it was so sweet that she could only chew and swallow it.

She still wanted to say something to Wen Jun, but Yan Chengmo twisted her face to look at him again: "How does it taste?" ”

"Sweet." She replied boringly, Yan Chengmo was too boring, and she twisted his hard palm away.

"Mr. Wen hasn't eaten enough dog food!" Yan Chengmo looked at Wen Jun opposite with a little smile: "Oh yes, are the flowers in the yard beautiful?" I'll let my aunt take you out for a reward. ”

Wen Jun had more and more sour in his mouth, and finally had to get up and say goodbye to Tang Yiling politely.

"I'm going to deliver a ······"

"I'll go." Yan Chengmo sat down with Tang Yiling, he got up and followed Wen Jun's back, and when he arrived at the door, Yan Chengmo generously put his hands on the door: "Oh yes, there is one more thing." ”

Wen Jun stopped listening and looked back at Yan Chengmo.

"The flowers you sent are too red and don't match the flowers in this yard, so I threw them instead of Yi Ling, and if Mr. Wen minds, I will personally send you a bouquet." Yan Chengmo said silently, and the masseter muscle moved.

Wen Jun's fists itched when he heard it, he seemed to step forward to fight, just like when he was a student, but Wen Jun's maturity suppressed his emotions and quickly calmed himself down, he closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them slightly, smiled politely, and then strode away.

The aunt on the side cleared her throat before she woke up Yan Chengmo, who was in deep thought, and Yan Chengmo put down his arms and strode back.

Auntie closed the door, if these things were half a week ago, they must have been reported to Mr. Tang, and now Mr. Tang is relaxed, there are such and such men in front of this red villa, it seems that the girl still has to watch closely!

When Yan Chengmo returned, he secretly boxed with the smiling Zhang Miao.

Zhang Miao pretended that nothing had happened, and stood guard with a calm expression.

"Yan Chengmo, how did you get in?" Tang Yiling saw Yan Chengmo who was returning, and immediately put down the ceramic bowl in his hand, making a ping-pong sound.

Yan Chengmo seemed to be even more angry, and pulled Tang Yiling up to the second floor.

"Words become silent ······" Tang Yiling shouted Yan Chengmo in his mouth, but his struggling body was simply picked up by Yan Chengmo and hugged to the second floor.

"Words ······" Tang Yiling spoke, and the tip of Yan Chengmo's nose touched her, as long as she moved again, she would spray gas on his face.

"From now on, your house, your people, only I can. Do you understand? Yan Cheng said silently, his lips gradually drawing closer to her······

This handsome face was imagining a hot kiss, but Tang Yiling came up and slapped him, and his face was cold with a "snap", reaching the bottom of his heart······

Yan Chengmo's face turned to the side, his eyes blinked, and the two of them remained face to face, toe to toe, obviously in front of him, but his heart was so far away, the air between the two was stiff for a long time······

Zhang Miao downstairs heard the movement, and Yan Chengmo couldn't beat someone, right?

Miss Tang didn't care about beating Zhang Miao, but Yan Chengmo hit Miss Tang, and Zhang Miao was the first to kill Yan Chengmo!

Zhang Miao was ready at the staircase, as long as there was a little more noise, she would rush up, but Zhang Miao's ear power waited for a long time, but it was still quiet!

Tang Yiling's anger in her heart was vented with that slap, and she finally spoke after a long time of calm: "When did I promise to let you do this to me!" ”

Yan Chengmo clenched his muscles tightly, and came over to hug Tang Yiling, but it seemed impossible, Tang Yiling's eyes were cold, and the longer he looked at her, the colder his heart became.

His Adam's apple moved, and he said the words "be my girlfriend" in a straight and diagonal manner.

With a "snap", Yan Chengmo's other face was also beaten, Tang Yiling listened to the words "be my girlfriend", and the anger in his heart rose again.

Yan Chengmo was obviously able to dodge, but Mu Mu stood in front of her, let her fight, and didn't cry out in pain.

Tang Yiling looked at his face, the red mark gradually became obvious, and she couldn't help but remember in her mind that she was forcibly kissed by him the day before yesterday, and with the kiss she had some time ago, she was considered a time this time. The sight of the marks on his face really made her heart feel happy.

But her nose was a little sore, and at this moment, how much she wanted to ride the old horse to gallop at the foot of the mountain.

But this is modern times, there are no horses at home, and there is no foot of the mountain where you can ride a horse in Aoyama City, only her hands are still strong.

"Get out!" Her voice trembled a little, but she tried to suppress it, and later she wanted to say "Don't let me see you again" or something like breaking up, but her voice trembled, and her emotions were about to collapse, for fear that Yan Chengmo would misunderstand her intention for him, she just looked away silently, waiting for Yan Chengmo to leave by himself.

Tang Yiling looked at Yan Chengmo's departing back, his heart was filled with nausea, Zhang Miao hurriedly ran up, looking at Miss Tang with an angry face, Zhang Miao regretted letting Yan Chengmo go.

"Miss Tang, what's ······?"

"Don't make eight-treasure porridge in the morning, disgusting!" Tang Yiling said, secretly licking off the two pieces of running water on his cheeks, as well as grasping the numb palms.

"Yes, I'll go and talk to Auntie Kitchen." Zhang Miao said and turned around.

"Wait." Tang Yiling's mind calmed down, "Check it out, who let Yan Cheng Mo come in, let her think about it at our door until she realizes it." ”

"Yes."