He Rufeng smelled the fragrance of osmanthus cake from afar, sniffed a few times and said: "This taste is right, I don't know if the taste is the same as before?" Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

While eating, he nodded and said, "Well, it's much better than the previous plate!" As soon as the words fell, another piece was clipped.

Ling Yun and the others saw that he was eating so deliciously, and the two of them were busy all morning, but they didn't eat a single piece. I also picked up the chopsticks and wanted to pick up a piece to taste.

How do you know that the chopsticks have not yet reached the edge of the bowl, and the chopsticks have caught his chopsticks at some point.

Shocked, he said to He Rufeng: "What are you doing, senior, can't I eat the pastries I made myself?"

He Rufeng waved his hand and said, "This pastry was made by the two of you for the old man, how can you move it without my permission?"

Ling Yun was stunned for a moment, knowing what he meant. But this plate of osmanthus cake was indeed made for him by the two of them, and it was not without reason for him to say so. Although I was displeased, I had to pull back the chopsticks.

I don't know how He Rufeng grabbed his chopsticks and didn't let go, Ling Yun twitched, where could he move. Puzzled asked: "Senior, you don't allow me to eat, why do you hold my chopsticks." ”

He Rufeng smiled slightly and said, "I didn't say that I wouldn't let you eat?" After speaking, he let go of the chopsticks holding Ling Yun.

Ling Yun was even more puzzled, he wanted to eat pastries before, but he grabbed his chopsticks and didn't let him take them. At this time, he said that he would not eat it, but he said that he could eat it. I think he may be old, and the disciples around him have gone out of the sect again, which causes him to be so moody.

Shaking his head helplessly, he stretched out his chopsticks again to pick up the pastries on the plate. It's just that his chopsticks are about to reach the edge of the bowl, and He Rufeng clamped his chopsticks very quickly.

Seeing that he was so rude, Ling Yun had forgotten all about what he had said before. Displeased, he pulled out his chopsticks and stopped thinking about eating osmanthus cakes.

When he pulled out his chopsticks, he was the same as before. I felt as if I had been grabbed by someone, and I couldn't pull them out anyway. Seeing He Rufeng's skills, I was also very impressed in my heart.

But admiration is admiration, how can he be like the wind, how dare he dare to be bored anymore. At the moment, he took off his chopsticks and let He Rufeng clip his chopsticks.

At this moment, He Rufeng smiled slightly and said: "Why, if you don't have the ability to eat osmanthus cake, you don't care about your belly?"

Ling Yun was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what he meant. He said that he would let himself eat osmanthus cake, but in fact he came to ask for his martial arts. Dissatisfied, he pinched the chopsticks again.

He Rufeng smiled slightly: "This is like words, I just don't know, do you have the ability to eat this osmanthus cake?"

Ling Yun didn't care what he said, he was stubborn, who could stop him? Seeing that He Rufeng refused to give him the osmanthus cake easily, the more he wanted to eat the osmanthus cake in his mouth.

It's just that although his internal strength is behind him, his adaptability is a mess. Whether he is in the middle of the palace straight into the clip, or knock on the side to get it. The chopsticks always arrived at the edge of the bowl, and they were caught by He Rufeng.

When I was depressed, I was stubborn but I was getting stronger. Place the chopsticks on the table and roll up both sleeves.

Seeing him like this, He Rufeng smiled and said: "Fiction and reality are the most difficult for people to guess, you rolled up your sleeves, didn't you let me see the direction of your shot?"

Ling Yun only had the osmanthus cake on the plate in his eyes at this time, where could he still listen to what the wind said. Ignoring his words, the chopsticks mentioned it, and went towards the plate.

He Rufeng saw that he didn't listen to what he said, smiled and shook his head, and went to clip Lingyun's chopsticks.

After a meal, Ling Yun not only did not catch a piece of osmanthus cake, but his hand holding the chopsticks was a little sore.

Even so, every time the chopsticks were caught by He Rufeng, they immediately retracted and then stretched out to the plate again. In this way, he couldn't stand the wind first.

Seeing that he was so blindly using brute force, even if this plate of osmanthus cake was broken, he might not be able to catch it.

With a glance of his eyes, he saw Qi Feng looking at Lingyun chopsticks with an anxious face. At that moment, a flash of inspiration flashed at Qi Feng and said, "He can't be caught like this." Why don't you help him, maybe I can let the two of you grab two of them if I'm careless. ”

Although Qi Feng was anxious for Ling Yun, he was an outsider after all. As the saying goes, the authorities are obsessed with bystanders. He saw very clearly from the sidelines, although He Rufeng shot quickly, it was not without the slightest flaw. The chopsticks stretched out from Lingyun's oblique stab, if they were not stretched out straight, but with a flower on their wrists, they would be able to avoid He Rufeng's frontal clamp. Before He Rufeng returned to the chopsticks, a piece of osmanthus cake on the top could already be pinched by him.

At this time, when he heard He Rufeng say that he wanted him to help Ling Yun, he couldn't hold it back in his heart. He nodded, picked up the chopsticks on the table, and headed towards the plate.

Unexpectedly, his chopsticks were only halfway through, and he felt a force coming from the chopsticks. looked closely, but found that it was Ling Yun who caught his chopsticks. Without waiting for him to ask, Ling Yun said, "I can handle it, you don't have to interfere." After speaking, he released his two fingers and let go of the chopsticks that Qi Feng was holding. Then he stabbed it diagonally and picked his chopsticks away.

Qi Feng knew that his stubborn temper had been developed, and if he insisted on helping him. Not only would he not be grateful to himself, but he would also scold himself. immediately withdrew his chopsticks, wanting to see how he snatched the osmanthus cake from He Rufeng's hand.

Seeing that Ling Yun was so stubborn, He Rufeng shook his head and said, "Do you still want to see your master?" If you don't want to, the old man will accompany you for a few days and nights. The implication is that as long as he stays here, Ling Yun may not be able to snatch the osmanthus cake from him even if it takes a few days of effort.

Ling Yun heard him mention Fu Rong, and then he remembered that the two of them made this osmanthus cake in order to meet the master earlier. At this time, when he heard him say this, he said: "Since the seniors know that the two of us are anxious, why do you have to embarrass the two of us like this?"

He Rufeng shook his head and said: "When did I feel sorry for you, you can't get along with yourself, what can I do?"

Ling Yun's face was slightly red, knowing that what he was referring to was his refusal to help Qi Feng. "I'm ...... When will I not be able to get along with myself? If you hadn't tried to stop me, would I have been guilty of stealing these pastries from you?"

He Rufeng saw that his mouth was hard, but he didn't hear it. said: "If you want to get out of this door today, you will definitely snatch the osmanthus cake first." If not, the old man will not allow the two of you to leave. ”

Ling Yun saw that his face was solemn, which was very different from his previous appearance. Knowing what he said, he was not joking with himself. Only then did he glance at Qi Feng and ask him to come and help him. (To be continued.) )