Put the barbecue meat in your mouth and bite it gently, tender, burnt, salty, spicy, these different tastes, instantly blend and intersect, churning and dancing on the tips of the lips, teeth and tongues, and the endless taste feast blooms like flowers at this moment!

"Ah Ling, you can taste this roast mutton again. The lamb I roasted was also delicious. You see, this mutton is red in color, and with the sauce, it is really spicy and fragrant, the color is oily, not greasy, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the meat is delicious, and it has a unique flavor. ”

Listening to the description of the little chef, Ling Yuan involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, nodded, smiled and took the piece of mutton from Feng Jiao's hand, and ate it beautifully.

After he finished eating, he suddenly reacted, he obviously wanted to take care of the little chef. I didn't expect to be taken care of by her again!

Speaking of which, I don't know when he started, he has become accustomed to having such a person by his side, taking care of him meticulously, giving him warmth, and making him feel at ease and down-to-earth.

If this person is not by his side one day, I don't know what will become of him who has become accustomed to her presence, her companionship and care.

He suppressed some distant thoughts, and hurriedly used his chopsticks to clip a piece of chicken wings and two pieces of barbecue meat for Feng Jiao.

"You can't always take care of me like this, you can eat it yourself." He looked at her, his eyebrows gentle.

Meow Daxian picked up vegetables for himself to eat, and Feng Jiao's heart was naturally happy.

The two of them ate barbecue while enjoying the scenery outside, and drank two glasses of warm mulled wine.

Looking at the snow scene and Merlin outside, Feng Jiao was fascinated.

Perhaps out of the psychology of a girl who wants to show her best side to the opposite sex she likes, she smiled at him with the strength of the slightly drunken wine: "Ah Ling, you say, if you dance a dance with the colorful falling Ying in this ice and snow glass world, will it be beautiful?" ”

Ling Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Jiao with some surprise: "What?" You're going to dance to show me? ”

Feng Jiao pursed her lips and smiled: "I'm actually not very good at it, so I can only try." ”

As a farmhouse operator, when soliciting guests in exchange for a good reputation, how can you not let guests eat well, stay well, and have fun.

In order to accompany the guests to entertain the body and mind, it is necessary to master one or two skills.

When Ling Yuan was a little surprised, Feng Jiao had already stood up and walked to the outside of the conservatory.

She stood in front of the plum tree in front of Ling Yuan, smiled at Ling Yuan, took a deep breath, and began to dance.

Although she has not undergone professional study, her body is light, soft and flexible, and her own conditions are excellent.

The girl's posture is fluttering, her waist is twisted, the lotus steps move lightly, the movements are soothing, and she dances a smooth dance.

Although there is no accompaniment to the sound of silk and bamboo, there are pieces of falling flowers, accompanied by the north wind that shuttles through the middle of the plum forest.

The snow is white, the jade plum is scorching, the girl's posture is graceful and stretched, the skirt that spirals up is like a blooming water lotus, and the long hair dances and flies with her movements, accompanied by the falling Ying and the north wind.

Looking at the beautiful dance, Ling Yuan suddenly felt that he had just drunk two glasses, and he was inexplicably a little drunk......