Chapter Seventy-Three: You Need to Replenish Your Brain

Ye Mo bowed lightly and turned to leave. The Jinling couple is not surprised by his indifference.

"The prince is just leaving?" After listening to the words of the Jinling couple, Huanyi asked in surprise. Since they're all here, say hello to the young lady before leaving.

Ye Hanyi naturally understood his character, so he didn't take it to heart at all. It was Zhong Liyi, which made her faintly worried. The man looked ridiculous, but he wasn't a fool. At this time, he came to propose marriage for no reason, is it implying something?

Ye Han thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know.

It seems that I have to go to him in person.

In the inn, Zhong Liyi was lying on the bed, drinking leisurely. His clothes were half-untied, and his delicate chest was half-hidden, and he looked very seductive.

Zhong Liran came in from another room and couldn't help but be surprised to see him lying on the bed.

"Is this the sun coming out of the west? You're drinking here alone?"

It's no wonder that Zhong Liran is strange, because Zhong Liyi's side is indispensable for wine and beauty no matter what. Now I am drinking wine, but I am drinking it alone. As for the beauty, I didn't even see a single hair.

Zhong Liyi turned over lazily, "Silly brother, the sun still pops out of the east, but your brother and I will have to be alone in the future." ”

Zhong Liran looked at his expression, how much resentment and resentment, and couldn't help laughing happily.

"Are you fasting instead?" Zhong Liran asked gloatingly.

Your brother is on a hunger strike right now. I ask you, if you found the most delicious and strange food in the world, and what was different, would you be in the mood for anything else?"

Zhong Liran obviously didn't understand his metaphor, so he said seriously: "Then you can eat the most peculiar and unusual dish." ”

"Uh...... Forgot to tell you about the premise. The premise is that this dish is now on someone else's table. For a while, I couldn't eat. Zhong Liyi's tone became even more resentful.

"Ahem, that's not easy, of course, eat some other dishes first, the most important thing is to fill your stomach. Zhong Liyi looked disapproving.

"Hey, why did I have such a "rice bucket" as you? It seems that in the future, the faΓ§ade of Zhongli's house will have to rely on me to support it alone. ”

Zhong Liran pursed his lips, looking like he couldn't stand him.

"Brother, you said, if that peculiar dish is in danger of being lifted by another table before it is eaten, what do you say your brother will do?"

Zhong Liran's brain was obviously a little insufficient, "What kind of mess is this? It's so troublesome to eat, if you want to say that the person who flips the table, it's most likely you." With what my brother knows about you, you're going to just watch someone else eat the food like that, and you're either going to kill the person who eats the food or you're going to ruin the dish. ”

After Zhong Liyi heard this, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "Forget it, you should go to the kitchen and order a few dishes." ”

"Are you hungry?" Zhong Liran was puzzled.

"I'm not hungry, I'll make up for your brain. ”

At this time, the voice of the shopkeeper came from outside the door. "Childe, there are people looking outside. ”

Zhong Liyi's resentment was finally swept away. He showed his trademark smile, evil and seductive, "My dish, you're finally here." ”

Zhong Liran looked at the old brother who was a little crazy, and muttered in his heart: "I haven't ordered yet." ”