Chapter 227: Vinegar Taste

Mo Yan didn't know why Xiao Momo was obsessed with this flower.

But he knew that she was holding the lily of the valley and sniffing lightly at the end of her nose, which was particularly good-looking, giving people a feeling of quiet years.

Her whole being exudes a shallow taste of happiness.

"Do you like it?" He asked knowingly.

I just wanted to say a few more words to her.

From tonight onwards, he can't stay in Mochen Pavilion, there is an extremely important matter waiting for him to do, he has to go back to the headquarters of the Tianyan Chamber of Commerce.

"I like it." Ziqian Mo didn't want to be authentic.

Hearing her answer, Mo Yan's heart couldn't help but soften, and the perfect and sharp contours of his face softened a lot.

[She said that she likes lily of the valley, but she doesn't like you. 】

An extremely unpleasant voice sounded in Mo Yan's mind.

He turned his head and saw the rabbit.

It is holding a lotus leaf honey rice and a spicy prawn, and its ruby eyes are on fire: [Cut(╰_╯)#]

Mo Yan: "......"

Do you dare to be a little more sour?

The vinegar flavor is about to soar to 90,000 miles.

[I can warn you, don't have unrealistic fantasies about her, she is still young and underage, she doesn't understand anything, if you dare to take advantage of her, this big demon will definitely fight with you! The rabbit is in a fried state.

Just now, it came out of the kitchen, and just happened to see the scheming ink wiping the sweat of His Royal Highness the Demon King for a while, and picking flowers for His Royal Highness the Demon King for a while, the hateful human (〃> dish <)!

You've seen through the nest!

You won't be able to get away with it!

Mo Yan's face did not change, as if he hadn't heard anything, he turned his head very calmly, and said to his sweetheart in a low tone like alcohol: "Are you hungry?" ”

The rabbit is furious.

Spicy chicken!

Ignoring this big demon again, the scheming ink is really annoying!

Zi Qianmo had been practicing the sword all morning, and he was really hungry at this time, and he happened to smell the smell of rice, so he felt more and more hungry, and nodded.

"Go eat." Mo Yan squinted his good-looking phoenix eyes slightly, "Your little chef has cooked." ”

"Hmm." Zi Qianmo followed Mo Yan and entered the main hall of the meal.

Rabbit, little cook, and Li, was so angry that he could only endure it.

There is no way, His Royal Highness the Demon King wants to eat, so he naturally has to wait, and after a few trips, he brought the seven or eight dishes that had been cooked to the table one by one.

The two had a very harmonious meal.

During this period, Mo Yan used chopsticks to serve Ziqian Mo a total of two dishes.

It's not a lot, it doesn't seem too intimate, and it doesn't make her feel repulsed.

The first time he tried to serve her food during a meal was seven days ago, and she was stunned for a moment, but quickly accepted. Mo Yan didn't show it on his face, but he was very happy in his heart.

After serving her once in a row for five days, he began to try to serve her vegetables twice, of course, he observed very carefully, he also knew what she liked to eat, and Zi Qianmo accepted it calmly.

Mo Yan is like a precise measurer, very careful to approach her safety range, step by step.

Meal.

According to the convention, Ziqian Mo will drink tea and read books.

She doesn't talk much, she's been quiet all the time.

Today, she is studying the books of the rune and seal type, and while reading the book, she uses the rune pen to sketch on the yellow rune paper, and the mysterious and smooth runes jump on the paper.

Mo Yan didn't bother her.

Just at the door of the study, reclining and standing, staring into the distance with a far-reaching gaze.

Time flies.

An afternoon rushed by.