Mu Xiaoxiao's words instantly exploded among the ladies and ladies, what would it be if they didn't eat?

Curious and frightened, he looked at Mu Xiaoxiao and Qi Mingye.

In the face of those hot eyes, even those who are dull will notice that something is wrong.

Mu Xiaoxiao was depressed, she seemed to have said the wrong thing, glared at Qi Mingye, blamed this man, blamed this man.

"He can't get used to it, he's a Gentile." What Mu Xiaoxiao said this time was through the brain, and he felt that there should be no problem with this explanation.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a Gentiles, and it was the first time they had seen a Gentiles, and all the Gentiles were so good-looking?

Mrs. Gongsun followed Master Gongsun to run through the Gentiles, but the Gentiles there don't look like this, but since Miss Mu said so, she thinks so.

"Ladies and ladies, don't be polite, come and eat, eat."

Qi Mingye gently served Mu Xiaoxiao with vegetables, and when the ladies saw Qi Mingye like this, they instantly felt envious, jealous and hateful.

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, she ate her own, every bite was delicious in her mouth, it was delicious, and she closed her eyes with enjoyment, letting the food digest in her mouth little by little.

Qi Mingye's eyes never left Mu Xiaoxiao, picking up vegetables for her, and taking out a silk handkerchief to wipe her mouth, Mu Xiaoxiao just ate, so much so that he didn't notice this.

Mrs. Gongsun took a few more looks, seeing that this Qi Gongzi looked gentle and served vegetables for Miss Mu, and the two of them were not embarrassed, as if they often did this.

"Is there juice? Like drinking juice? "I always feel a little greasy in my mouth and want to drink a glass of juice.

Qi Mingye moved quickly, a glass of juice appeared in Mu Xiaoxiao's hand, Mrs. Gongsun swept over inadvertently, and when she saw the juice coming out, she instantly thundered, this Qi Gongzi is not an ordinary person, not an ordinary person.

Can ordinary people have a glass of juice in an instant? And the color of the juice is beautiful, and it also exudes the fragrance of juice.

The young ladies who were already jealous were even more red-eyed, thinking that if the man could do this to her, she would be willing to die.

"Qi Mingye, you are so good." Mu Xiaoxiao drank the juice and said nice words.

If it weren't for the memory of the previous tyrant's abuse of herself, maybe she would really blame the tyrant.

She hadn't forgotten what had happened before, she just didn't show it now.

"Eat." Qi Mingye said this sentence from beginning to end.

All the women and ladies who wanted to talk were eating quietly, and they were all very ladylike.

Mu Xiaoxiao drank enough, but she just stretched her neck and looked at Mrs. Gongsun, "Mrs. Gongsun, why didn't Gongsun Gongzi come over to toast?" "Is she still waiting to drink Gongsun Yunze's wedding wine?

Mrs. Gongsun was thundered, but quickly restrained the expression on her face, "Ze'er, let's be in the front hall." "And it's all ladies and ladies here, how can you let Ze'er come over and toast?

Where does Mu Xiaoxiao know this, and they are all according to modern weddings, even if there are marriages on TV, but some of the details are covered up, where does Mu Xiaoxiao know this?

"Then I'll go see the swallows." There is no Gongsun Yunze in the way, she has to hurry up to Yanzi to whisper.

"Mrs. Gongsun, let's go first." Mu Xiaoxiao came with him, and left with Qi Mingye.

All the ladies looked at each other, and the ladies all stared at their backs, eager to kick Mu Xiaoxiao away.

"Mu Xiaoxiao..."Qi Mingye stared at this woman, actually pulled him away, and also pulled him to see another woman.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xiaoxiao stopped, looked back and asked with innocent eyes.

"Looks like you've forgotten my bottom line."

What's your bottom line? What the hell knows?

If he has the ability, Mu Xiaoxiao stepped in and shouted, "Nima, where does the old lady want to go, what does it matter to you?" And what does your bottom line care about my mother? But now she doesn't dare to say it, she doesn't dare to say it.

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