"So you're from the South, and I said how do you feel different. The girls in the north are as enthusiastic and unrestrained as summer flowers, and the girls in the south are as enthusiastic as summer flowers. Mu Mingcheng thought for a while and said: "The spring water is blue in the sky, painting the boat and listening to the rain, a little Qinglian feels silent and indifferent." Mu Mingcheng ate a piece of dim sum and said, "I went to South China a few years ago, and their dim sum there is also very delicate and delicious. I like the crystal steamed dumplings the most, the ones with coriander filling, the shrimp ones, and the corn ones. No matter what the filling, as long as it is crystal steamed dumplings, I love to eat them. ”

"The young marshal likes to eat that crystal skin, right?" Gu Huizhu said with a smile.

"yes, it's soft and elastic, and it's chewy. It's a pity that Yuecheng doesn't. Mu Mingcheng said with a lot of aftertaste.

Gu Huizhu: "That's because of the glutinous rice flour, if the young marshal likes it, I'll make it for you!" ”

Mu Mingcheng: "Really? Will you do it? ”

Gu Huizhu: "Well, my mother taught me. The dim sum I made today is also a southern dim sum. ”

Mu Mingcheng smiled: "I said that it tastes a little different from the usual taste, you are so skillful." That's great. That's please. I was looking for a cook in South China, but the Overseer's Mansion wanted to eat it, and I was a bit of a rat with a horse's slap on the foot - making a big fuss. If Miss Gu is willing to make it for me, I will be so blessed. ”

Mu Mingcheng perfectly illustrates what it means to be a truly cultured son. Gu Huizhu couldn't help but feel a little more disgusted with Gao Mulian after such a comparison, she squinted at Gao Mulian and scolded secretly, hooligan.

Takagi Lian didn't feel good either. Seeing Gu Huizhu and Mu Mingcheng chatting so naturally, he was almost depressed.

Mu Mingcheng looked at Gao Mulian's constipated face and shook his head, not knowing what to say about him. If you like people, just say it, the girl doesn't call at all now, so don't hurry up and find a way.

"Young marshal."

"Miss Gu, let's not be too polite. Call them by their first names! My name is Mu Mingcheng, you can call me Ming Cheng. As for him. Mu Mingcheng looked at Gao Mulian and said, "It's okay to call him Lian." ”

Gu Huizhu deliberately ignored Gao Mulian, and agreed with a smile: "I don't dare, but with a family background like yours and a foreign stay, it's really not easy to be so easy-going and polite." ”

Mu Mingcheng smiled, he knew that his identity was here, and it was indeed a little embarrassing to ask a little girl who had just met twice to call him by his name, so he was not reluctant, and said, "It's over, what did you want to say just now?" ”

Gu Huizhu faced Mu Mingcheng again, looked into his eyes, and said sincerely: "Well, in fact, I haven't really understood why you are willing to help me because we are not related." But through getting along this morning, I realized that you are such a friendly person, and it seems that you are only a friendly gesture to others. It's me who thinks too much. But anyway, thank you. After speaking, she glanced at the ointment in her hand, "And this ointment, thank you too, you are such a good person." ”

When Mu Mingcheng heard her say this, his first reaction was to look at Gao Mulian's expression, and sure enough, it was still like that, and it was darker than just now. Gu Huizhu didn't know that he could come to the rescue without asking for a reason, and it was for Gao Mulian's sake to give her the ointment, otherwise, everyone would come to ask for help, and no matter how good his upbringing was, it would be worn out. What's more, it was Gao Mulian who personally asked them to release them, and Gu Huizhu obviously thanked the wrong person.