This joke is really not funny at all.

Ye Qinghuan didn't think of her ninth uncle for no reason...... Well, it is estimated that when Uncle Nine heard this, he must have tore Mu Qingmiao in minutes!

Just as she was thinking about how to answer, the door to the private room was pushed open.

"Master Mu Shaobao, the little one is starting to serve." The one who came into the private room was the second junior of the Juewei Lou before, and he also brought a few people, all of whom were holding trays of vegetables in their hands.

Mu Qingmiao's gaze moved away from Ye Qinghuan lightly, and nodded slightly: "Hmm." ”

Soon, the guys brought by Xiao Erhe brought five dishes and one soup to the table.

"This is the hundred-year-old wine that the Lord of Mu Shaobao loves, the small one has retreated first, what is the need, the Lord of Mu Shaobao is called." Xiao Er said with a smile on his face, and put a jar of wine on the table that smelled very intoxicating without opening.

"I'm tired." Mu Qingmiao really did not lose his light gentlemanly demeanor, and he was also polite to a little second, and he did not have the arrogance of the current aristocratic son.

"Lord Mu Shaobao is polite." Xiao Er quickly exited the private room, and the door was closed again.

The vignette interrupted the previous awkward and solemn atmosphere, Mu Qingmiao handed the chopsticks to Ye Qinghuan and Su Yan, Ye Qinghuan took it, but Su Yan kept staring at Mu Qingmiao, his eyes were gloomy.

Let's not talk about it, just reach out and pick up some chopsticks.

Seeing this, Ye Qinghuan took the chopsticks for Su Yan, then stuffed them into Su Yan's hand, and said lightly: "Let's eat." ”

Once an autistic person has accepted someone into his world, he or she will be quite protective – provided that he has the ability to protect his shorts.

Obviously, now Su Yan is a little hostile to Mu Qingmiao, maybe he thinks that Mu Qingmiao's intentions are not good?

Autistic people are quite sensitive.

It was certain that Su Yan would not give Mu Qingmiao face, and it was inevitable that he would obey Ye Qinghuan's words unconditionally, he silently picked up the chopsticks and began to put vegetables in the bowl.

was angry before, and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, Su Yan is obedient and quiet, like a pure teenager who has no quarrel with the world.

The beautiful facial features made the man lose his mind when he saw it.

Mu Qingmiao glanced at Ye Qinghuan meaningfully, and then began to pick up the dishes-this woman really has a special attraction that attracts people to her side.

Although she is not a fairy, she has a unique temperament that makes people feel peaceful even when they look at her.

No wonder even a quirky teenager like Su Yan is willing to get close to her.

A meal was spent in tranquility.

Ye Qinghuan eats the slowest and the most, because her taste is heavy, but the taste in the Nine Kings' Mansion is very light, and her ninth uncle has never let her eat too many things with heavy tastes, which can be regarded as a point that makes her quite aggrieved.

Unexpectedly, the chef over there in Xiliang focused on the taste of cooking, but it was quite popular with her.

"Lord Mu Shaobao is very hospitable, and Su Yan and I are very grateful." Ye Qinghuan put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth briefly, and said to Mu Qingmiao with a smile.

She seemed to have forgotten all about the embarrassing scene before.

As she spoke, she had already gotten up, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "If you have a chance, you must invite Master Mu Shaobao to have a good meal." Su Yan, let's go! ”

Su Yan was silent, but the person stood up and followed closely by Ye Qinghuan's side.

Mu Qinghuan thought it was funny, this young man followed Ye Qinghuan like a puppy, and he didn't seem to have any special sense of disobedience, and sure enough, Ye Qinghuan was born with a domineering attitude with followers.

"Okay, I'm waiting for the Night Maiden's invitation." Mu Qingmiao also got up and sent the two out.

As soon as the three of them arrived at the door, the guards of the Nine Kings Mansion came upstairs.

"Something?" Ye Qinghuan saw that the guards of the Nine Kings Mansion had found this place, and guessed that something might have happened, and his eyebrows suddenly frowned.