Chapter 9 I am a glutton

"Xicairen, what were you doing just now?" Junzi Yue looked at the snacks on the table, looked at the woman standing beside her, and suddenly felt that this Xicai person is not so ugly, although it is not the appearance of a captivating city, but it can be regarded as a small jasper, and the person who looks at it is comfortable physically and mentally.

"Ding, the emperor's favorability value is increased by five, a total of twenty." The villain sprinkled flowers.

Xi Mengyuan was afraid that he would waste it again, so he hurriedly added those five points to his appearance.

"I just ~~uh~~ back to the emperor, and the slave was chopping bamboo just now." Xi Mengyuan bowed and changed his words.

Looking at the crooked and twisted salute, there is no sense of beauty in the stream, the gentleman only feels real, this brook talent, rare true temperament.

"Oh? Chopping bamboo? What to do? Jun Ziyue took a piece of pastry between his fingers and tasted a small bite, it was so sweet.

"Make, make bamboo rice." Xi Mengyuan was a little astringent, and the bamboo used to appreciate the bamboo was eaten by her, which seemed a bit embarrassing.

The gentleman was more stunned, then his shoulders trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"You think I'm ashamed too." Xi Mengyuan puffed out his cheeks in frustration and blurted out.

"Xicai people, interesting, I want to try this bamboo rice."

The gentleman automatically ignored Xi Mengyuan's rude behavior and opened his mouth with a smile.

"Milk tea, go see if the meal is ready." Xi Mengyuan commanded stubbornly.

I didn't know that the emperor was coming, they didn't eat milk tea, she only prepared her own share, and it seemed that she was going to give up her rations, Xi Mengyuan burst into tears in her heart.

"Cairen, the bamboo tube rice is here." Milk tea stood sideways with a tray in her hand.

Junzi Yue glanced at the white rice in the bamboo tube on the table, and there were minced meat and vegetables on it, and the smell of bamboo wafted in, which made people appetizing when they smelled it.

The gentleman tasted a bite, the fragrance of the rice was mixed with the fragrance of bamboo, delicious and special, he was used to eating all kinds of meals in the palace, the first time he ate this unique food, he unconsciously ate a box of bamboo tube rice.

Xi Mengyuan looked at the bamboo tube rice that was eliminated by the emperor on the side, and swallowed the saliva that flowed to his mouth.

After eating, he wiped his mouth, and the gentleman was more and more uncomfortable with that complaining gaze.

Clenched his fist against his mouth and coughed dryly, "The taste is okay, Xicai people have worked hard." ”

Your sister, the taste is okay, you still eat so clean, but the words you say are very doggy.

“… Misfortune suffers, misfortune suffers. ”

The more the gentleman looked at the little woman with different hearts, he was inexplicably happy, and the more the gentleman couldn't help but pat her head when he saw Xicairen's appearance of daring to be angry and not daring to speak. Rubbed it by the way.

"Hmm~"

Xi Mengyuan looked at the soaring favorability value, puzzled, she hadn't seduced her yet, and the favorability value had skyrocketed, could it be that the emperor was also a foodie? ^o^

Xi Mengyuan felt that he had found a strategic point, and the depressed feeling of being robbed of food disappeared in an instant, and he came to the emperor to curry favor and said.

"There are also cakes, egg tarts, and egg scones that are so delicious, do you want to eat them?"

The gentleman crosses the black line, I am very greedy?

"Xicai people have a heart, I still have government affairs, come back in the evening." The gentleman couldn't sit still, the eyes of this Xicai were bright and scary, as if he was looking at fragrant dumplings, not as eager as the concubine looking at him.

"Congratulations to the emperor."

When he saw that the emperor completely disappeared from sight, Xi Mengyuan's straight body was soft, and he fell crooked on the chair without image and shouted, "Cake, milk tea, I want to eat osmanthus cake, I'm starving." ”

The gentleman outside the door paused for a moment, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.