"Lord Belle has worked the road, and the concubine will give Lord Belle a cup first." Guo Luo Luo took out the main room fan and smiled at the eighth master with a wine glass.

No matter how favored the Mao family is, on this occasion, she can only watch her sit next to the eighth master. The corner of Guo Luoluo's eyes looked at Mao Tongtong, who was sitting at the bottom, and a trace of triumph flashed.

The eighth master still has to give this face, and immediately picked up his wine glass and said, "It's been hard work for more than a month." ”

Guo Luo Luo smiled and drank it all, and the eighth master took a shallow sip.

When the eighth master moves the chopsticks to pick up the dishes first, this banquet can be regarded as the beginning. For a while, everyone was immersed in eating, and the table became quiet.

Qi Jiashi also wanted to toast the eighth master, but she thought that she should be behind Mao Tongtong, so she kept secretly observing Mao Tongtong's movements. Who knew that Mao Tongtong was as steady as Mount Tai, and he had no intention of getting up at all. After hesitating for a moment, Qi Jiashi still stood up first.

The eighth master did not refuse, and accepted Qi Jia's cup. Mao Tongtong realized that he should also give a cup to the eighth master. Not to mention that the eighth master is working hard outside, just to say that he cared about her as soon as he saw her, she should also express it.

So Mao Tongtong motioned to Qingzhu to pour her a glass of wine, and also stood up.

Before she could speak, the eighth master said: "You have an injury on your hand, what are you doing with these false courtesies." Sit down and have a good meal! ”

Although it was with a somewhat reproachful tone, and the eighth master's brows were still wrinkled, anyone who listened to it knew that the eighth master was concerned about Mao Tongtong's body.

"Oh, the slave knows." Mao Tongtong answered in a muffled voice and sat down obediently.

Guo Luo Luo suddenly felt a little blocked in his chest, the smile on his face faded, and he no longer had the heart to speak.

Zhang and Liu, who were sitting at the bottom, watched silently. If Guo Luo Luo hadn't specially called them here today, the two of them wouldn't even have a chance to serve at the table on this occasion, let alone toast the eighth master.

After that, the silence on the table returned, and even the sound of chewing was almost inaudible. Mao Tongtong was aggrieved at one meal. She has always disobeyed the rule of eating without words, and she likes to have someone to talk and laugh with her when she eats, so that she can be appetizing. When the eighth master was away, she loved to pull Qingzhu and Qingmiao to talk to her when she was dining alone, and commented on the meals on the table.

"Put this plate of cold lotus root in front of Mao Gege." The eighth master suddenly spoke.

Everyone at the table stopped their chopsticks, and Mao Tongtong was picking up a shredded celery in the bowl to eat it or not. The eighth master's voice frightened her shredded celery and fell on the table.

She looked up at the eighth master a little blankly, and saw that he was smiling at her. Looking at Guo Luoluo who was sitting next to the eighth master, a pair of eyes were about to burst into flames.

"You've always had a problem with having no appetite when it's hot. This cold salad is crisp and refreshing, and it also puts a little oil and spicy seeds, which is very appetizing, you can try it. The eighth master said another word to Mao Tongtong with a gentle face.

Mao Tongtong was completely stunned, why did he always feel that the eighth master's painting style was wrong today? It's very hateful to show affection in public! I've never seen the eighth master so direct before!

"Don't you like it?" Seeing that she didn't move, the eighth master asked again.

"Ah, no!" Mao Tongtong came back to his senses at this time, hurriedly grabbed a chopstick and ate, and then said with a smile: "Thank you, it's delicious!" ”

Guo Luo Luo looked at the two of them like no one else, and the fire in his heart rose up. She finally couldn't help but open her mouth, "Mao, are you too unruly?" Shane just sits and thanks? ”

Mao Tongtong looked at Guo Luo Luo's and couldn't help but give her a piece of wax! When you encounter an opponent whose IQ is not online, it is really laughable! At this time, she picks a thorn, doesn't that make the eighth master unhappy?

However, Guo Luo Luo's words are not wrong, she is really unruly and perfunctory in thanking her like this. Now that she has opened her mouth, she naturally has to give face to a small Gege. So Mao Tongtong stood up, blessed the eighth master unconventionally, and said, "The slave and maid Xie Beile will be rewarded." ”

The eighth master nodded, pursed his lips and did not speak. It's just that the face that was still smiling just now has no expression.

Pomegranate and Furong, who were standing behind Guo Luoluo, glanced at each other, both with anxious expressions. Didn't Fu Jin set this table today to please Lord Belle? This is a waste of all the work.

Guo Luo Luo also regretted it after his own words! But what is said is like water that has been spilled, and it cannot be recovered. And Mao Tongtong's etiquette is also okay, and the eighth master is also suffering, she will say nothing again, that is, she will slap herself in the face.

This meal is a constant undercurrent, and probably none of the people at the table have eaten well. But when the eighth master put down the chopsticks to say that it was over, everyone still thanked Guo Luo Luo for his hospitality today with a smile on their faces.

"Lord Belle has just come back, and he must be tired, so he should rest early. Let's all disperse, and go back to rest early. Guo Luo Luo still held the main room fan, stood beside the eighth master and smiled at Mao Tongtong.

"The slaves and maids will retire first." As soon as a few people saluted, they turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Guo Luo Luo turned his head and smiled at the eighth master, and was about to speak, when he heard the eighth master shouting at Mao Tongtong, "Mao, you stay first!" ”

Everyone paused, Mao Tongtong turned around, and looked at the eighth master for some reason. Qi Jia's, Zhang's, and Liu's walked out of the courtyard faster after being stunned.

Guo Luo Luo was stunned, and he didn't understand why the eighth master asked Mao Tongtong to stay. She looked at the eighth master with a puzzled expression, and listened to the eighth master say again: "Fujin is greeting the master at the door today, and he is holding a banquet, which is really hard." Ye won't disturb Fujin to rest tonight. ”

After speaking, the eighth master walked to Mao Tongtong's side, and said with a smile: "The master will stay in Yile Garden tonight, Fujin should rest early." After speaking, he hugged Mao Tongtong's waist and left.

By the time Guo Luo Luo came back to his senses, the eighth master and Mao Tongtong had already disappeared.

"What do you mean not to disturb my rest! Mao's hand is still injured, why didn't he say that he would disturb Mao's rest? Guo Luo Luo hated the way.

The eighth master slapped her in the face in front of Mao!

Pomegranate and Fleur both bowed their heads and did not speak. Lord Belle slapped his face in the face like this, isn't it because Fujin said Mao Gege just now? If it hadn't come out, Lord Belle might have stayed. To put it bluntly, it was Fujin himself.

Here, the eighth master and Mao Tongtong walked out of the door of the main courtyard and began to talk.

"Master has been gone for so long, does Tongtong miss him?" The eighth master whispered close to Mao Tongtong's ear.

The heat in her ears and eyes made Mao Tongtong's body soft, and she subconsciously tilted her head, and her face turned red.