Ning Fumo was very unhappy, and let him play music for the ant, and he was extremely reluctant.

"Come on, go back, I'll cook a few dishes for you to compensate. Zhu Yanzui tugged at his sleeve and talked about the conditions in a voice that only two people could hear. Ning Fumo didn't know what kind of wind she was smoking recently, and she pestered her in a different way for three days to ask her to cook for him. She knows her cooking skills, although she can't poison people, but she really can't get on the table, so she has always refused to agree.

Ning Fumo's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really?"

Zhu Yan looked flattered when he saw him, and sighed in his heart, could it be that he was too harsh on them on weekdays, so that Lord Demon Venerable looked like he had never seen the world when he heard the food?

Long Qing looked at the two suspiciously: "What are you plotting?"

"Nothing, let's get started. Ning Fumo silently separated the distance between him and Zhu Yandrunk.

Ning Fu Mo red clothes plain hands, the sound of the piano sounded tactfully in vain, Bai Liyan quietly blew Xiao, like a fairy into the painting, Long Qingcang a green flute like a spring, gentle sleeves flying, the body is as soft as a cloud, the boneless arms and water sleeves are flying, like a butterfly among the flowers lingering gracefully. Everyone was shocked, hearing that the prefect lady was both talented and beautiful, but she didn't want to dance so moving. Coupled with the playing of several people such as Hua Fu, it was like string music, and they all sighed that today is a blessing for three lives.

There were amazement, envy and appreciation during the banquet, but there were a few pairs of muddy and filthy eyes staring at Ning Fu Mo Bai Liyan and Long Qingcang, Miss Prefect, they didn't dare to think about it, but the small restaurant in the Qinglou, they could still covet it, and they could do whatever they wanted.

Only the three who were playing were indifferent, and Ning Fumo was sarcastic in his heart:

Such a shoddy dance dare to take it out to show ugliness, and the people who watch it are shocked one by one, ants are ants, and they have really never seen anything in the world. When it comes to dancing, his girl is really amazing, and the scene on the stargazing platform is still fresh in my memory.

Thinking like this, it's like a prank, and your fingertips are spinning, and the more you dial it, the faster you dial it. Gentle dance moves became more and more chaotic, and those closest to her could hear her rough panting.

Zhu Yanzui studied dance quite deeply in the 21st century, and at this time she naturally saw that Wen Ya's heart was more than enough and her strength was insufficient, but she was also happy to see it, this Miss Wen, who likes to disguise, let her suffer a little and lose face, why is she so happy in her heart.

Finally, Wen Ya fell to the ground with a broken foot. An expert is like Zhu Yan drunk, and she can naturally see that she deliberately broke her foot, but the layman's talented scholar felt that Miss Wen had accidentally injured her foot, and they cast sympathetic glances.

"Ya'er. Governor Wen shouted worriedly.

Wen Ya was sweating profusely, her face was pale, but she said strongly: "Daddy, it's okay." Saying that, he looked at Ning Fumo with aggrieved eyes.

Looking at her pretending to be resentful, Zhu Yan was drunk and didn't fight. The man who dares to miss his aunt and grandmother...... As soon as this thought came out, she herself was shocked, when did she start to think of Ning Fumo as her man?

Before the song was finished, it ended in Miss Wen Ya's accident. Regretfully, everyone began to communicate with each other.

"Ning Fumo, you're so bad!" Zhu Yan smiled drunkenly, "But I like it!"

Ning Fumo was dizzy by today's Zhu Yan's drunkenness, although this appearance was mediocre, but he never liked a drunk girl because of her appearance.

"Only girls you can like, if someone else robs you, the deity will help you kill them!" Saying that, Ning Fumo snuggled up to Zhu Yanzui's side as if he had no bones, and Wen Ya, who was being helped to sit aside to rest, saw this scene, and hated it so much that she almost crushed the hem of her skirt, why is this plum makeup boss? A woman who is not as good as herself, why has she been followed by so many people, especially Hua Fu, who is arrogant and indifferent like a flower burial, and is so gentle in the face of her.

Zhu Yanzui listened to Ning Fumo's words, but he was not much moved, in this way, after coming out of Fengting Lake, Ning Fumo told her almost every day. At first, she still stopped it, thinking that a big man was molesting women from good families in broad daylight, but after a long time, she got used to it.

When they left Wen's house, it was already close to evening, Zhu Yanzui declined Wen's offer to leave them for dinner, and on the grounds that Miss Wen had broken her foot and should rest more, the group returned to Meixiang in a grand way.

"Ah, I'm so tired, why is it so hard to earn some silver!" Miss Zhu threw herself into the chaise longue, Ning Fumo was afraid that she would hurt from falling, so she hurriedly used her tricks to help her.

Long Qingcang said angrily: "May I ask the master, why are you working hard?" Don't say that she didn't do anything, just what they did was just playing the piano and playing the flute, how tired could they be?

"You lie down and rest for a while, I asked people to boil hot water, and after bathing for a while, let Xiao Qi pinch your shoulders. Bai Liyan said softly.

got Zhu Yan's lazy response: "Sure enough, you are the most reliable." ”

So Miss Zhu, who was in charge of the house, fell asleep like that.

When I woke up, I only felt refreshed, I had earned enough money, and I had slept enough, but I always felt that I had forgotten something.

When I came out of the room, it was already three poles old. Xiao Qi saw her stretching lazily, and said happily: "The girl is finally up, you haven't eaten since yesterday, and the playboy has been with you hungry and sat in the next room for a night." ”

Hearing her say this, Zhu Yanzui realized that yesterday in the Wen Mansion, he promised him to cook for him, that guy wouldn't have been waiting for her meal, right? Thinking so, the person came to the next room, only to see that Ning Fumo's white and bewitching face actually grew a little blue, Zhu Yanzui looked at him apologetically and said, "Ning Fumo, what's wrong with you?" Originally, I didn't think there was anything, but seeing him looking like he was being bullied, Zhu Yanzui couldn't help but feel a little weak.

Ning Fumo glanced at her sadly: "You said you made me a dish to eat." ”

Zhu Yan was drunk and sweaty, and sure enough, this was the case. But I couldn't help but wonder if this eldest brother's brain circuit was a little biased? Did she promise to cook for him, but if she didn't cook it herself, wouldn't he eat it? If she didn't do it, she wouldn't eat it?

Just wanted to say something, I saw Ning Fumo hanging down her long fan-like eyelashes, and the little daughter-in-law looked at the hem of her clothes. Zhu Yandrunk just has more thoughts, and he can't say it.

"I'll go now, but I don't have much talent for cooking, you have to be mentally prepared. Zhu Yanzui really couldn't understand that the food outside was so delicious, even Mei Makeup also had his own chef, why did this uncle have to shout at her every day to cook for him.

Seeing her say this, Ning Fumo's eyes lit up and she looked at her with a well-behaved face.

Zhu Yandrunk sighed and went to the kitchen with a fart. Ning Fumo also followed her with graceful steps.

Zhu Yan was speechless and said, "Why are you following?

"The deity will light a fire for you. ”

The dignified Demon Venerable Fuqin had already made her feel violent, and now she was making a fire...... Zhu Yandrunk couldn't help but tremble. But recently he has made a lot of money, and he feels guilty, and when he sees him like this, he also goes to him.

Ning Fu Mo is not professional, and Zhu Yan's drunken stir-fry is not professional, so there was an earth-shattering stir-fry in the kitchen. It's okay to let Lord Mozun kill people and set fires, but the fire in the stove ......

Half an hour later, Ning Fumo raised his head happily with a dark face: "Boss, I'm burning." At this time, he looked as if the whole world was crawling at his feet.

Zhu Yan smiled drunkly, poured the cut vegetables into the pot, the oil splashed everywhere, and he screamed and hid in Tibet.

When the two of them finally brought out the dishes that couldn't be seen in their true colors, they happened to meet Long Qingcang, who rushed to hear the movement.

"What are you doing...... Went to rob?"

Looking at the disgraced faces of the two, Long Qingcang leaned forward and leaned back with a faceless smile.

"Go aside!" Zhu Yandrunk said disgustedly, and came to the lobby with Ning Fumo one after the other.

Zhu Yanzui looked at the dishes he was frying, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Otherwise, forget it...... "This black and white thing, how much courage can it swallow......

I saw Ning Fumo pick up the chopsticks and send the food to his mouth, looking like all the food in the world was in front of me: "I'm hungry ......"

Zhu Yandrunk saw that he was eating happily, and thought in his heart, could it be that the food he cooked was just not very good? In fact, it tasted great? and then suspiciously picked up a bite and sent it to his mouth. However......

"Puff...... "What is this? It's so salty that it kills a person!"

But seeing that Ning Fumo ate so deliciously, he was very puzzled: "Ning Fumo, I'll take you to Dr. Zhang's next street another day to take a look, you may have a taste problem." ”

Ning Fumo reluctantly raised his head from the rice bowl and said, "This is the most delicious meal that the deity has ever eaten since he was born!" His expression was serious and serious, not like he was lying at all.

"Ning Fumo, you can't talk nonsense seriously. "Is your brain broken?

"Why do you want me to cook for you? ”

Ning Fumo looked at her deeply for a long time, and said: "I heard the cleaning woman say a few days ago that husband and wife are fried rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, the wife cooks a meal for the husband, and the husband makes a fire for his wife. ”