Early the next morning, Liu Qingyue got up, washed up, and went to Song Lichang's house.

Now not only Ding Yayi is in the Chang's house in Songli, but Gu Beiting, Gu Wen and Gu Wu are also there, so Liu Qingyue told the eldest wife the night before that she would go over to help with breakfast.

As for the ingredients, she had already brought them out when she went to town to buy groceries.

The only thing that is a little lacking is that the three of Gu Beiting's master and servant came too suddenly, and the ingredients she prepared were a little insufficient.

Along the way, Liu Qingyue's mind was spinning around doing something.

Unexpectedly, before he arrived at Song Lichang's house, he ran into Gu Wu with an excited face.

He carried ...... on his shoulders

Well, two hares, three pheasants, and even a roe deer.

Liu Qingyue blinked: "Gu Wu, you won't go up the mountain to hunt early in the morning, right?" ”

Gu Wu grinned, scratched his head, and was embarrassed to say that he was greedy for Liu Qingyue's craftsmanship, and he went up the mountain early in the morning.

Liu Qingyue sneered, and said with a fluttering eyebrow: "Just now I was worried about the lack of ingredients, but now I'm not afraid." I'll make all of this game in a moment, so you can eat it freely. Gu Wu, I have to say, you are simply a caring little angel. ”

What did the angel mean, Gu Wu didn't understand.

However, the three intimate words made Gu Wu, a master with strong martial arts, blush.

As for Liu Qingyue, who invisibly teased Gu Wuyi, she didn't notice that her words were a little ambiguous, and she was happily rushing to Song Lichang's house.

At the gate of Song Lichang's house, Gu Beiting, who was dressed in a moon-white robe, stood there with his hands in his hands.

The body is long, and the face is like a crown of jade.

A pair of ink-stained deep eyes glanced at Gu Wu deeply.

The morning wind was a little cool, swept over the waterfall of the ink hair, picked up a few strands of hair, swept the corners of his handsome eyebrows and eyes, and made that heavenly handsome face a little more bewitching.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Liu Qingyue who ran in front of him, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, revealing a light smile.

reprimanded: "Whatever you run, you're not afraid of falling." ”

Mo Shangren is like jade.

Childe is unparalleled.

In Liu Qingyue's mind, there was only this sentence left.

She was bewitched by the smile of the person in front of her, and looked at it in a daze, only to feel that her heartbeat was pounding and pounding, and there was a vague feeling from the bottom of her heart.

Wrinkling her nose, Liu Qingyue smiled coquettishly.

Gu Beiting shook his head, dotingly looked at Liu Qingyue, whose face was a little red, and raised his hand to remove the messy hair on her forehead.

Between the two people, there is an inexplicable atmosphere lingering.

However, Gu Wu was a little puzzled, strode over behind Liu Qingyue, handed the prey on his shoulder to Gu Beiting, and proudly invited the merit: "Childe, look at the harvest I just went up the mountain, it's very good!" Miss Qingyue said that she would make all these kinds of game later. Sue, I feel like my saliva is starting to flood. ”

The feeling that was a little budding just now was cut off by Gu Wu's loud voice.

Liu Qingyue smiled even brighter, raised her chin proudly and arrogantly, and said smugly: "Wait to taste my craftsmanship, I promise that you will want to eat it after eating!" ”

Gu Beiting smiled and nodded: "I believe it." ”

How can you not believe it.

I had two meals at Liu's house a few days ago, and after the three of them left, there was no taste for anything to eat.

If it weren't for the trouble, I'm afraid they would all want to stay in the Liu family and not leave.

When Liu Qingyue heard this, she became more and more radiant.

With his eyes on a few kinds of game, more than a dozen dishes had been arranged in his mind, and he even thought of Gu Beiting's master and servant feasting.

She glanced at Gu Beiting.

is obviously a noble son, but he eats her dishes but disregards her image so much.

Liu Qingyue snickered, like a little fox who had eaten a chicken.