Is she stepping on shit luck today?

Why do you want to keep her safe?

Tsk, although this style of painting is not what she imagined.

"Xiao Jiu, let me ask you!" Seeing that Su Mujiu hadn't answered his question for a long time, Si Cen Wei stabbed Su Mujiu's arm with his elbow.

Su Mujiu came back to his senses, looked at Si Cen Wei in front of him, and seemed to be smiling, "Do you want to go to the Qinglou?" ”

"Xiao Jiu, isn't this asking knowingly? I've been waiting for this day for a long time! Szen shook his hands, his eyes glowing with expectation, pure as if they were springs.

Su Mujiu smiled mysteriously at Si Cen Wei, "Eighth Prince, I know that there is a place that is more interesting than Qinglou, do you want to go?" ”

Su Mujiu is completely identical, if you miss this village, you won't have the appearance of this store.

Si Cen Wei hesitated again and again, looking at Su Mujiu, who was smiling like a fox, his brows tightly locked.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, "Then go ahead." ”

Su Mujiu, the head of the flicker, she dares to be the second in terms of flickering, and no one dares to call the second.

As for why she was reluctant to take the Eighth Prince to the Land of Fireworks, of course, it was because she inquired about the cost there.

Hearing that the Spring Festival supper night was a casual spending, she decided to take the economical route without hesitation.

Advocating diligence and thrift has been a traditional virtue since ancient times, isn't it?

A quarter of an hour later.

Si Cen Wei stood in the garden of King Mu's mansion with a blank face.

As for the manager, he took the initiative to leave after walking out of the drunken dream and death building.

"That's what you said was more interesting than the Qinglou?!" Si Cen Wei's eyes widened, and his fingers trembled and pointed at the tip of Su Mujiu's nose.

I don't know if it's because of anger or because of anger.

Su Mujiu looked at Si Cen Wei, who was already angry, and smiled like an innocent kitten, "Oh, you wait." ”

"What are you waiting for?" Si Cen Wei sat on the stone bench, staring at the beads of his eyes, and yelled viciously.

Su Mujiu didn't pay attention to the angry Si Cen Wei, but picked up some branches.

She crouched on the side of the gravel road and built a nest that looked like a bird's nest.

Si Cen Wei, who was still angry, was unconsciously attracted by Su Mujiu.

He moved his ass awkwardly and stood up a little unnaturally.

Immediately after that, he approached Su Mujiu a little bit, like a snail strolling.

By the time he walked up, Su Mujiu had already lit the firewood, and there was a huge granite stone on it.

"What are you doing here?" Si Cen Wei'an couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and asked.

Su Mujiu raised his head and smiled at Si Cen Weiyan, "Prepare for the barbecue." ”

Barbecue?

Si Cen Wei had eaten it, but it was all baked in the imperial dining room and sent to his bedroom.

This is the first time he has seen this live barbecue.

"Then ...... you" Si Cen Wei just wanted to ask, just a stone, where did the meat come from?

How can this be grilled without meat?

At this time, the entrance to the garden was noisy.

Si Cen Wei turned his head to look at that place.

I saw three beautiful men with different styles walking in.

One of them was particularly eye-catching, with a pair of eyes shining, and even the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth made people breathe.

I don't know why, Si Cen Wei has the illusion of being a great enemy.

And the three people standing at the door at this moment.

Look at each other.

"You all received a note from the prince?" Jing Nian raised his eyebrows and looked at the phoenix and the kite in front of him.

Feng Tong and Jian Kite shook their heads, and then Jian Kite took out the note from his arms.

"Show me the note you received." Jing Nian reached out and grabbed the note and slowly unfolded it.

I saw that the note was exactly the same as the one given to him.

The note reads: Do you want to enjoy a culinary journey at the pinnacle? Are you still suffering from mediocre meals? Come to the garden with ingredients and spices and take you to experience a five-star supreme enjoyment!

The ingredients to be prepared are as follows: sliced beef, chicken wings, leeks......

Except for the different ingredients prepared, every other word is the same, like a clone.

Jing Nian was furious and tightened the paper ball in his palm.

He just wanted to instigate the other two, but simply ignored Su Mujiu.

But when he saw Feng Tong, who had always been calm, he took the first step.

"Feng Tong, eh, you wait." Jing Nian wanted to grab Feng Yun's robe, but was directly stopped by Jian Yuan.

"This is the palace, do you want to go against the prince in Jing Nian?" Jian Yuan's words pulled Jing Nian's reason back.

Yes, although the prince has always been generous to them, at most he doesn't trust them.

But that's not a reason for them to do whatever they want.

In the palace, the prince is a word hall.

Jing Nian bit his lip, and finally walked in obediently with the ingredients.

"Lord Wang." Feng Tong's gentle voice sounded, and he slowly squatted down regardless of his image.

"Eh, Feng Tong, you, you're here." Su Mujiu was testing the temperature of the stone, and suddenly smelled the fragrance of pear blossoms on her face, and she even stumbled when she spoke.

To her, Feng Tong is her brother's man.

But I don't know why, she also copied a note and asked someone to send it to Feng Tong.

She was vaguely looking forward to Feng Tong's arrival.

What the hell is wrong with her?

Su Mujiu was puzzled.

Feng Tong saw Su Mujiu's words and deeds in his eyes, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a gentle smile, picked up the tool brush he had prepared, dipped it in a little oil, and brushed it on the stone.

"Is that so?" Feng Tong turned his face sideways and stared at Su Mujiu, his eyes like paint.

"Hmmm......"

Su Mujiu nodded stiffly.

The next second, she suddenly reacted.

No, this is her barbecue bureau, why is Feng Tong anti-guest now?

"Who is he?" Si Cen Wei's crisp voice sounded, with a slight hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

Feng Tong seemed to have just seen Si Cen Wei, with a soft smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly to Si Cen Wei, "Eighth Prince." ”

He ...... He's a phoenix. Su Mujiu introduced.

Si Cen Wei's displeasure was written all over his face, and he said with the stubbornness of a young man: "Oh, it turns out that you are the prince of Baixingguo who was sent by Baixingguo as a proton. Oh, it's better to see than to hear. ”

Si Cen Wei was not interested in Feng Tong in the past, so naturally he never inquired about this person.

Today's side is the first time he and Feng Tong have met.

Feng Tong was not angry because of Si Cen Wei's words, and his face was still gentle like water.

He picked up a piece of fat cow, put it on the stone slab, and whispered, "Lord Wang, is it right to roast like this?" ”

I saw the fat cow, which was roasted on the stone slab, and the aroma of beef filled the garden in an instant.

His movements are very skillful, as if he has operated thousands of times.

"Why do you still have a barbecue?" Su Mujiu was eye-opening.

She thought that a person as high as Feng Tong had always kept his fingers from touching the spring water.