"Oooh! The banquet was really unpalatable, and when I saw the soup stewed by my senior sister, I knew that it was very delicious, and my appetite increased just by looking at it. Xiyun filled a bowl of soup and took a sip impatiently.

Just entrance.

"Gross-"

Xi Yun opened her mouth and spat all the soup in her mouth on the ground.

"Xiyun, what do you mean?" Su Xianghan turned his head when he heard the sound, and his face changed suddenly when he saw the chicken soup being spit out on the ground.

"No, it's not Senior Sister." Xi Yun waved her hand again and again, explaining, "It's not because the soup is not delicious, but because it's too salty." ”

"Salty? Nonsense, what I've personally tasted will be salty? Su Xiang got up with a cold face and went to the table, she scooped a spoonful of soup and put it in her mouth.

"Gross-"

In the mouth of the chicken soup, the salty taste of the dead was unbearable, and Su Xianghan immediately spit it out like Xi Yun.

How so?

I didn't put much salt, so how could I eat the saltiness of a few packets of salt.

No wonder, no wonder Brother Si vomits, so salty is unbearable for anyone.

Su Xianghan clenched the bowl, and the noodles were like vegetables.

On the roof, Qu Wanwan covered the tiles and lay flat looking up at the extraordinarily clear sky, the qi blocked in her chest also slowly dissipated in the salty chicken soup, she closed her eyes and fell asleep with the people in the room.

Qu Wanwan slept until dusk, she stretched her waist and gently moved the tiles, and looked into the room below. Below, Si Yan was sitting at the table with a book in his hand and was studying, and the top of his swarthy head blocked the content of the book, making Qu Wanwan unable to see clearly.

Qu Wanwan slowly closed the tile again, perhaps because the tile was a little old, and when she moved, the corner of the tile broke and fell.

"Who?"

The subtle voice immediately attracted Si Yan's vigilance, he quickly put the cheats in his arms, raised his eyes and looked towards the roof, and when he looked up, he immediately saw the moving tiles.

Qu Wanwan covered the tiles, flew down the house and landed in the backyard.

Si Yan pushed open the door with a sword, and at a glance saw Qu Wanwan coming up from the stairs, his gaze swept over this ordinary face, "What strange behavior can the girl see?" ”

"Never." Qu Wanwan replied casually.

Si Yan glanced at a dead leaf that fell between her hair and stopped, "Where did the girl come from?" ”

"It's just a normal outing, Shaoxia asks what these are doing?" Qu Wanwan turned her head and asked with a smile in her eyes, "Could it be that the young man has taken a fancy to my beauty." ”

Qu Wanwan said, and her body slowly approached him.

"Girl, please respect yourself." Si Yan had a cold face, and raised the Yuhua sword between the two.

"Young heroes are boring." Qu Wanwan seemed to lose interest suddenly because of his movements, and the whole person stepped back away from him, "I don't understand any style." ”

"The person on the roof is a girl, right?" Si Yan drew his sword and pointed it at her.

Qu Wanwan pretended to be surprised, "What did Shaoxia say?" Didn't I say that? I just got back from outside. ”

"Really?" Si Yan's long sword moved to the ends of her hair, and the sword picked the dead leaves from between her hair.

Qu Wanwan looked at the dead leaf that fell to the ground and smiled, "Shaoxia, could it be that you just want to use this leaf as evidence?" ”

The head of the banquet.

On a big tree in the backyard of this deciduous inn, the shape of this big tree is curved, and the leaves will basically fall on the roof tiles when they fall, if she hasn't been to the roof, how can the leaves fall on the tips of her hair.

"Shaoxia may not know, I passed through the backyard when I came back, so it is very likely that this fallen leaf fell between the ends of my hair at that time, if Shaoxia has no other evidence and wants to condemn me based on this fallen leaf alone, it seems a little unconvincing." Qu Wanwan stepped back and took a step back, keeping a safe distance from his long sword.

Si Yan put away his sword, and his tone was as cold as snow, "Whether it's a girl or not, this time it's just a warning, if there is another next time, don't blame Si's subordinates for being ruthless." ”

"Good! Ben remembered it. Qu Wanwan smiled at him, turned her head, and left without looking back.

"Huh?! Brother, why did you come out? Jing Lan came from the corridor with a few bundles of pastries.

Si Yan glanced sideways, and his gaze swept over the things in his hand, "Come out and breathe." ”

The faint pain in his chest made him frown slightly.

"Oh, where else is Senior Brother going? I'll go with you. Jing Lan hid the pastry behind her and said with a smile.

These pastries were all given to Red Sleeves, he couldn't let the senior brother confiscate them, and when he thought of Red Sleeves, Jing Lan couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw the appearance of the pastries' eyes shining with gold stars.

If he could, he really wanted to pluck the stars and put them in her palm.

"No, it's getting late." Si Yan turned and walked in the direction of the room.

Jing Lan followed behind him with a pastry, and he was in a good mood and asked casually, "Senior brother, are you hungry?" ”

As soon as Jing Lan finished asking, he felt that the person in front of him stopped, but fortunately the two were still some distance, otherwise he would have hit his back.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Jing Lan asked puzzled.

Si Yan turned around, "I'm really hungry when you say that, what pastries have you bought?" ”

As he spoke, his eyes turned to the pastry.

Jing Lan was stunned for a moment, habitually hid the pastries behind him, and just hid them and felt that the method was inappropriate, so he thought about it for a while, and slowly took it out again, "Senior brother, it's just a pity that these pastries are all sweet." ”

"Oh! Sweet! The banquet was thoughtful.

"Yes! It's sweet, it's all sweet. You also know that I like sweets the most, so what are the pastries I buy, osmanthus cake, red bean cake, red date cake, all of them are sweet. ”

"Bring it!" Si Yan stretched out his hand, "Didn't I say I was going to try the test before?" It's okay to try to accept it from now on. ”

"Senior brother, are you kidding?" Jing Lan took a few steps back in surprise when she heard this, "Are you sure you want to eat?" ”

Oh, my God! This is a Xinxiangyuan pastry that I finally got in line, and if I gave it, I would have to queue for a long time. In addition, his senior brother didn't really want to eat this pastry, and it was really tyrannical to taste it, and his flesh hurt, his heart ached, and he was reluctant.

"Well, eat." Si Yan nodded.

"But it's sweet! Now that Senior Sister Lou is here, are you sure you can overcome the sweet disgust in front of me? ”

"Bring it." The banquet was slightly displeased.

"Oh." Jing Lan hesitated to hand over the pastry, and deliberately reminded by the way, "Senior brother, it's really sweet." ”

"Yes."

Si Yan approached and stretched out his hand, his slender hand gesturing back and forth between the four thick packets of pastries, as if thinking about which one to choose.

The banquet hand stops the first pack.

Jing Lan's heart aches.

This bag is a jujube pastry. Made with red beans and red dates, the taste is sweet and delicious, he remembers that Red Sleeves said it was delicious, let him bring more next time.

The second package of the banquet hand stops.

Jing Lan's breath tightened.

This bag is a poria sandwich cake, the color in the pastry is crystal clear, and the taste is also very delicious, he remembers that Red Sleeves said that this is very good-looking, and she likes it very much.

The third pack of Si Yan's fingers, pea yellow, and the fourth pack, donkey rolling.

Jing Lan knew that no matter which one Si Yan took, he was reluctant.

"Forget it, keep it for whoever you want to give!" Si Yan had the intention of teasing Jing Lan and didn't really plan to take it, but when he got the effect he wanted, he accepted it when he saw it, withdrew his hand, and turned around and left.

"Oh, okay, I'll buy something sweet for my senior brother tomorrow." Seeing that he really left, Jing Lan hugged the pastry and finally breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

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