Chapter 451: Who is not the treasure of the family?
When Ning Yuchu returned to his position, the abbot had already left, and the table was full of dishes.
Although there is no meat, it has a full range of color and flavor, and it is not lost to meat dishes.
As soon as Ning Yuchu picked up a vegetarian ball, Lan Yangjin used chopsticks to give Tang Li a chopsticks of tender winter bamboo shoots.
"This is a famous dish in Los Angeles, and it would be a shame not to try it here."
Tang Li's index finger moved: "Miss Lan said so, then I must eat a few more bites." ā
The entrance is crisp, sweet and refreshing, and Tang Li's eyes are slightly bright: "I have never eaten such tender bamboo shoots, and the taste is excellent." ā
Lan Yang Jin saw that "he" was eating sweetly, and couldn't help but bend his eyes, introducing the characteristics of the table one by one, and adding soup and vegetables to "him" from time to time.
At the dinner table, Lan Yangjin and Tang Li chatted happily.
Ning Yuchu felt like an outsider and was lonely.
He suddenly spoke: "Tang Jiu, the young master wants to eat crispy radish." ā
The plate of crispy radishes was right in front of him, and he could reach it with a single hand.
Tang Li glanced at him, as if to say: Can you stop a little?
Ning Yuchu poked the rice in the bowl, so angry that he wanted to get up and leave.
But in front of outsiders, there can be no internal strife.
I can only endure this breath.
At the end of the meal, Lan Yangjin proposed: "Brother Li, the first time you come to Los Angeles, you must not have visited many places, why don't you let me be a guide and lead the way for you, okay?" ā
This age is the time to have fun, Tang Li thought that he was going to leave tomorrow, and it was naturally best to have a chance to play.
"Then it's going to be a hassle for Miss Blue."
When he walked out of the Guanyin Temple, Tang Li saw the little demon king's black face, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?" ā
What is it called?
Ning Yuchu's anger came up all of a sudden: "You're going to leave tomorrow, and you're still running around with her, can you tell the priorities clearly?" ā
Tang Li indulged him before, but his patience was limited, and besides, who was not the treasure of the family? How can you be obliged to tolerate him all the time?
She was furious in her heart, and frowned: "It's you who said you want to play today, and it's you who doesn't play, what's wrong with you, you have to go back to yourself!" Be all abroad! ā
She doesn't serve.
Ning Yuchu was choked, if it was the past, someone talked to him like this, he would have thrown his sleeves and left.
But in the face of her, he hesitated.
Lan Yangjin didn't seem to notice the dispute on their end, and said with a smile: "In front of you is Moonlight Lake, there is a pavilion in the lake, called Moon Tower, it has a total of five floors, when you climb high, you can take the entire Los Angeles City into view." ā
As the group crossed the street, a cart with high stacks of rice bags was approaching.
"Let's let let'sā"
Lan Yangjin focused on explaining the origin of the Moon Tower to Tang Li, and didn't pay attention to the cart that approached, and when Xiaoyue screamed, it was too late.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed Lan Yangjin's arm and pulled it forward suddenly.
When the skirt fluttered, Lan Yangjin faced Tang Li's dark and jade eyes, and the surroundings became phantoms, only the person in front of him was clear.
Lan Yangjin's heart skipped a beat, and his cheeks became hot like a burning cloud.
After standing firmly, Tang Li withdrew his hand politely.
"Blue girl, were you scared?"
Lan Yangjin lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes covering the panic in her eyes, but soon, she mustered up the courage again, and looked at "him" with clear eyes.
"Brother Li, you saved me again."
Tang Li was a little embarrassed by her admiring gaze, and said with a light smile: "It's a good move, don't worry, let's go." ā
Lan Yangjin hummed softly.
Ning Yuchu stood on the side, having the illusion that he was a big lantern.
[Lan Yangjin: Ning Gongzi, can you not be a light bulb here? ] ć