Chapter 287 Nosebleeds at most after drinking

Murong Bojing touched the bridge of his nose, his eyes flashed, and he walked to the lower seat and sat down.

Lei Lao looked at Master Murong and then at Murong Bojing, and couldn't understand what tricks the two of them were doing.

The servants brought out the exquisite meals one by one, and the fish flowed in, and the dishes were rich, because Master Murong specially instructed the kitchen to make delicious food, and there were guests coming.

"Master, Cistanche parasitic mutton soup has been boiled, do you want to serve it?"

A servant stepped forward and spoke respectfully, a faint smile between his eyebrows.

Master Murong pondered for a moment, glanced at Murong Bojing who was sitting next to him, and looked helpless:

"Take it out and give it to the young master to drink, and see if he reacts."

The servant answered, pursed her lips and snickered, turned away, and headed for the kitchen.

Murong Bojing was sitting precariously, like an honest student, and he had a headache when he thought of the big tonic soup.

I don't know if I will get angry after drinking?

"Bojing doesn't have to make up for it like that, right? Later, things will be reversed, and it will be bad. ”

Lei Lao said in a deep voice, looking at Old Master Murong with inquiring eyes.

Master Murong raised his chopsticks, motioned for Lei Lao to eat, and spoke:

"He said that he was not interested in women, and he didn't react, I thought about making aphrodisiac soup to make him make up, maybe it would get better, it shouldn't be fine, right?"

Master Murong was also unsure in his heart, looking at the appearance of the rabbit cub who was strong and middle-class, who knew that his body would not work!

"Hahaha-"

Lei Lao laughed, sandwiched two pieces of meat, and ate slowly, his eyebrows and eyes full of banter.

He really laughed at him.

"It's okay if there's something, it's just that it's too much to make up for the fire, and it's a matter of having a little nosebleed!"

Lei Lao's eyes slid over and teased, it turned out that Murong Boy didn't react to women, in fact, it was quite normal, but he didn't meet the girl he liked.

"Then I'm relieved!"

Master Murong's hanging heart relaxed, since there would be no problem drinking tonic soup, then he asked the kitchen to make more nourishing things......

Murong Bojing didn't know what the old man was thinking, at this time, he was like chewing wax, eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, but he was tasteless.

"Young master, the soup is here, the temperature is just right."

The servant brought a bowl of richly colored soup to Murong Bojing, still steaming hot, looking delicious.

Seeing the soup, Murong Bojing's brows gradually deepened, wrinkled into a ball of thick ink.

"Drink."

Master Murong urged, while the soup was hot, drink it quickly!

Lei Lao sat on the side and watched the play, he could see that Old Murong was deliberately tricking Murong Kid, and he also made a big tonic soup......

It's a normal man, can't stand it, right?

"It's still hot......"

Murong Bojing pushed Tang to the side, finding a reason to prevaricate the old man, and the escape plan kept flashing in his mind.

"There's still something going on in my company, Dad, I'm ready to go."

Hearing this, Master Murong's beard was raised, his eyes widened, and Murong Bojing was prevented from getting up.

"Run for what? Drink the tonic soup tonight anyway, and then let Lei Lao show you, if you are shy, go to the study and take off your pants! ”

Hearing Murong Bojing's words, Murong Bojing's eyelids jumped suddenly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and even Lei Lao next to him couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Looking at Murong Bojing's bitter and hateful appearance, he couldn't help laughing out loud, Lei Lao suddenly found that this Murong and Ye were quite humorous!

"Dad......"

Murong Bojing's handsome face was completely black, he was no longer a child.

"Shout what you want, drink!"

Master Murong made the last spy, but Murong Bojing couldn't, so he could only pick up the bowl of tonic soup and drink it in one go.