The man was dressed in an inky gown, and when he looked closely by candlelight, he realized that it was sewn with fine dark blue satin.

Fingers clasped the rim and bottom of the bowl, holding the wonton steadily, and the knuckled fingers lined the most ordinary open bowl also looks good.

Seeing that it was Wei Qing, Mu Yi's eyebrows jumped several times.

She looked around, the sparse streets, the sparse pedestrians, and the two of them came to eat in this shop.

Mu Yi couldn't figure it out, what kind of bad fate did she have with him, even if she sneaked out in the middle of the night to have a supper, she could bump into it!

"No need. I'm not eating! Mu Yi played with the chopsticks, threw it back into the bamboo tube, got up and clapped his hands and prepared to leave.

Wei Qing got up slowly and methodically with the wontons, stepped over the bench, sat on the bench opposite Mu Yi's table, and then put down the wontons slowly and methodically, and said without being salty or light, "Miss Mu is really a lady of everyone, different from others." ”

Hearing this, Mu Yi paused, turned around, slapped the table, and held the table to Wei Qing's eyes, "What do you mean by this?!" ”

Originally, she didn't have a good impression of this man, and the first time she met, she was tied up and chased by the police all over the city; The second time they met, he was dragged off the horse in full view; After meeting for the third time, he was directly hit by Shi Junliang's opponent's driver!

Anyway, it's not a good thing to meet him!

What's more, he still has a leg with Shi Junliang!

This speech is still yin and yang, and Mu Yan is anger suddenly jumped from his heart to his throat.

"The old man is old, you still want her to go to your house to cook wontons for you before she comes out of the stall, looking at Lingcheng, I am afraid that only your Miss Mu family has such treatment!"

Hearing this, Mu Yi coldly "cut", "Did I say that I would let the sixth woman go to my house to make wontons?" ”

"Sixth woman, I'll come back tomorrow night, remember to leave me a big bowl of wontons." Then he flicked his braid back, "hummed", and strode away.

The sixth woman immediately responded, "Hey! Good! ”

"Come back!"

The night wind blew, and the red lanterns swayed in the wind, carrying the sound of the sudden cold of the sky.

"Second master......" The sixth woman seemed to want to persuade weakly.

Wei Qing said in a deep voice, "Sixth woman, don't worry about this. ”

Originally, according to Mu Yan's temperament, if you asked me to come back, I will come back, I have no face! Let's go!

But......

She turned around and strode between the sixth woman and Wei Qing, blocking the sixth woman behind her, "I said I wouldn't eat, what are you going to do!" Let me tell you, don't think that others are afraid of you, I, Mu Yan, am afraid of you, you give me more respect for the sixth woman! Otherwise, I don't care if you are the second master or the third master, I am still your uncle! ”

"Mu girl, its ......" The sixth woman carefully pulled the cuffs of the menacing Mu Yi's clothes.

Mu Yi patted the sixth woman's hand and comforted: "Don't be afraid, sixth woman." ”

Seeing this, Wei Qing's amber eyes were full of light in circles, but his face was pale, and he reached out and pushed the wonton to Mu Yi, and put his arm on the edge of the table, "After eating this bowl of wontons, I'll go." ”

What the? Mu Yi looked confused, wondering if this person had a hole in his brain.

Stick with her, in order to let her eat a bowl of ravioli?

She frowned and glanced at him several times, making sure he wasn't joking, and sat down suspiciously.

Mu Yi drew a pair of chopsticks again, and wondered in his heart whether this person had drunk high wine or burned his head today, "Really? ”

After asking this, Mu Yi regretted it.

She felt that there was something wrong with Wei Qing, and she still took care of him, Mu Yi raised her hand and patted her forehead, could she be stupid when she was hit by a car during the day?

Wei Qing took a spoon from the side, put it in the bowl, spread out his hand, raised it, and made a "please" motion.

Mu Yan pinched the spoon and glanced up at Wei Qing, scooped a wonton, swallowed it one bite at a time, and stuffed another one into his mouth, his cheeks were full.

Looking at her gobbling up, Wei Qing chuckled lowly, her eyes overflowing with pampering, "Eat slowly, no one will rob you." ”