"It's a terrible thing!"

Hua Mian sighed again while chopping vegetables, you must know that Sikong Yu's physique that does not eat fat will be envied by many girls, even Hua Mian, who usually doesn't care much about his body and can't walk when he sees food, will quietly reduce the amount of food when he pinched the meat on his stomach.

Not to mention the girls on Flower Street, no matter how delicious the meal is, they can only taste it, thinking of this, Hua Mian sprinkled two more handfuls of sugar into the white fungus red date soup.

"I don't believe you can't get fat"

The dishes prepared for Sikong Yu have always been parallel to the banquet wine and dishes that day, but today's guests booked late, and Hua Mian had more free time, so he packed up the food box and went to deliver food to Sikong Yu with Li'er.

"So you came to the royal capital this time just to accompany your old man in the Sword Pavilion to the banquet?"

Although Sikong Yu is in the rivers and lakes, he has no reverence for those famous sects, even if he is one of the top sect leaders in the rivers and lakes, he is just an old man in his mouth, as if the other party is no different from the old man who delivers water on the street.

Although he had long expected Sikong Yu's attitude, Sikong Xiao still raised his eyebrows, after all, the 'old man' in the other party's mouth was his master.

"Even so, you can come to see me on Flower Street, 'sister' I~ I'm still very moved~"

Sikong Yu's sudden change of tone didn't cause Sikong Xiao to react, but he was bored with himself.

"It's not fun, obviously when you were a child, you were still as cute as a meat dumpling"

When Sikong Yu left home and officially settled in Flower Street, Sikong Xiao was just a child who was less than ten years old, and then because Sikong Xiao was taken out by Sikong Ming, the time when Sikong Yu went home was gradually staggered.

When he was a child, he saw that his family always greeted him sweetly, and he became more and more experienced in the Jianghu sect, and at the same time, people became more and more silent, so that now no one in the house can talk to him more than Sikong Yue Sikong Ming and his biological mother.

So when Sikong Yu learned that Sikong Xiao brought home a homeless girl, and went to the maid's dining hall where the homeless girl was to eat every day, he immediately became very interested in that girl, and thought that the other party could attract his younger brother with facial paralysis so much, he must be a national beauty Tianxiang or a martial arts master with unique skills, who would have thought that it was an ugly girl with messy hair and no makeup.

Could it be that his ninth brother's taste is so different? Sikong Yu even thought about whether Sikong Xiao didn't know what a beauty was because most of the martial arts women he saw in the sect were women practicing martial arts with big shoulders and round waists.

But when Sikong Yu tasted the food cooked by Huamian, he had to admire his younger brother's intuition.

"Nothing happened at home"

After the joke, Sikong Yu quickly recovered his state, and the eldest lady must have had a complaint afterwards about taking away Huamian.

Sikong Xiao shook his head, for some reason, after Hua Mian left, the eldest lady closed her mouth and stopped mentioning it, and it seemed that Sikong Mansion seemed to have returned to its daily state.

"Brother Yu..."

"Boss! I'm here to bring you food! Was there a lot of touch, the chef personally delivered the food"

Before the end of Sikong Xiao's word 'brother' was finished, the door of Sikong Yu's room was suddenly opened, and Hua Mian's greeting without any etiquette came in.

Seeing Sikong Xiao sitting in the house, Hua Mian was stunned for a while, and he didn't react for a while, but Sikong Xiao changed his words in time and said to Sikong Yu, "Sister Yu, Brother Jing said that when you enter the palace this year, you will stop by to see you."