Does this Mu Yue'er have any forbidden feelings for her brother?

Between brothers and sisters, this is not a good thing.

Mu Yue'er instantly calmed down when she realized that Lan Xiaoqing was probing herself with a suspicious gaze: "You go away!" Don't talk to me! ”

After saying that, he ran away without looking back.

Lan Xiaoqing stared at Mu Yue'er's back for a long time, could it be that she was too careful?

……

Lan Erlang is very talented, Lan Xiaoqing handed over the work of frying pork skin to him, and he quickly understood the trick.

The heat and frying time are particularly precise.

It was so accurate that even if the recipe for frying the pigskin leaked out, Lan Xiaoqing felt fearless.

Cooking is really a thousand chefs and a thousand flavors, and the secret taste of the Lan family made by Lan Erlang is good and irreplaceable!

Even Lan Xiaoqing can't compare to his craftsmanship.

The day before the appointment to go to the poetry meeting, Lan Xiaoqing and Lan Erlang made preparations in advance.

On the day of the poetry meeting, Lan Xiaoqing didn't get up early, Lan Erlang was busy working alone, and Lan Xiaoqing went out when Ma Liang came to take away the things and Lan Erlang went back to the house to rest.

She was wearing the new clothes given by Mu Xian, and her whole person felt refreshed.

The skin jelly and seasonings Lan Erlang had already prepared them and put them in the stream behind the house to chill them, and as soon as she went to take out the two clay pots, one large and one small, the Mu family's ox cart came.

Lan Xiaoqing hurriedly walked up, but saw that it was not Mu Ping who was driving the car, but the long-term worker of the Mu family.

She didn't know the long-term worker very well, but just said hello politely.

Mu Xian in the car heard the sound and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Lan Xiaoqing saw at a glance the dress he was wearing today.

It's the same as the set on my body, it's all azure, and the style is almost the same!

Azure was white, and his hair was black and soft, and these two colors set off his face more and more warm as jade.

But she didn't know that the same effect had also appeared on her.

After the breakage and the nutrients that followed, her hair had become black and shiny; Since she doesn't have to go to the town to sell pig's trotters, her skin is getting whiter day by day.

Now wearing this set of clothes, compared with Lan Xiaoqing two months ago, it is like two people.

But she didn't know any of that.

She only saw Mu Xian's eyes, which became brighter than usual when she saw herself.

His eyes were already good-looking, but now they are really reluctant to take their eyes off.

Lan Xiaoqing took two steps forward with drooling in her heart.

When Mu Xian saw her coming, he immediately stretched out his hand to her: "Give me the jar." ”

"No, no, no, I can do it myself." The jar is a little cold, and it's still a little cold in the morning, how can you let the male god take it?

Lan Xiaoqing quickly put the clay pot on the ox cart, and he was about to climb up.

Mu Xian's slender hand stretched out towards her: "Pull me." ”

"No, no, no, I can do it myself." Lan Xiaoqing exuded a sincere smile from the inside out, but rejected Mu Xian.

Mu Xian frowned slightly, so he had to withdraw his hand, but still opened the curtain for her.

Lan Xiaoqing climbed into the carriage: "Okay, let's go." ”

The driver started driving.

There were some bumps on the road, so Lan Xiaoqing kept holding the clay pot and asked, "What about Mu Ping?" Didn't you say he was coming too? Why didn't you see him? ”

Mu Xian looked sideways and looked away: "He had a bad stomach in the morning, so he couldn't come." ”

"Huh? This is not the right time. Brother Mu Xian is going to participate in the poetry meeting, what if he needs to lay out a paper to grind or something? ”

When Mu Xian heard this, he looked at her with a smile: "Isn't this still you?" ”