I don't want her, she's going to die! 【Full text reading】Zhongnan Qixin once asked Mr. Zhang to tell me: "The world is sinister and weak. The demon girl is kind and innocent, and Zhongnan should also be ashamed. Now that Shi Zhenren loses her again, if she abandons her, Han Ziying will have no foothold and no place to be buried!" "Since then, I have often wondered what Sister Ziying should do? I told myself that I must not fail her and abandon her, but I don't know how to live up to her and abandon her?"

She never complained in front of me, nor did she ask for anything. But today, when I came back from the dead, she finally burst the floodgates of emotions uncontrollably, and once she lost control, people's emotions would be close to collapse! Can I not want her? No! It's not that I can't bear to refuse, it's that I really want her! She is not a demon girl who harms the world, but the most precious gift that fate has given me. It doesn't matter if I'm a good person, a bad person, a flowery person, or an infatuated person, I want to be a real person, let others say whatever they want!

My hands also held her pair of plump **, two round, bulging and plump snow-white meat balls, as if rhythmically, forming a unique rhythm with my finger movements. The color of the areola is seductive, pink and purple, and the pair of delicate buds at the top of the twin peaks are delicate and tender protrusions between my fingers, like small cherries that are round and jade, dotted with round and snow-white to form an extremely provocative and sexy picture...... Five hundred years have transformed her into a sexy, charming and amorous one. A breath and a look are all revealing a bewitching charm, so that people can't help but rise, instinctive conquest**.

Her breathing should be said to be wheezing, the sound became uneven and rapid, fine beads of sweat oozed from the tip of her nose, and her eyes were beautiful, as if she were in a dream. My mouth fell, gagging her fruity, fresh lips. Followed the tongue into the warm and moist mouth, exchanging each other's fluids. The mood suddenly rose, and while continuing to kiss fiercely, I don't know whose hands peeled off each other's clothes, stripping off their smooth and uncovered original appearances.

Her sweat was indeed fragrant, and every bead of her body was fragrant, and every inch of her body exuded a seductive warm fragrance—she was so beautiful, I was so frivolous, she was so gentle, I was so strong, and I was so indulged in each other's confusion—the whip marks on her back, in the leaks, looked like blood, like the blood-red plum blossom on my chest! After the tide receded briefly, it came in even more violently.

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After a few leaks, the bone-eating voice in the room finally calmed down. Sister Ziying's hands were still tightly wrapped around me, and I wouldn't let me get up from her. "I like you like this, let's lie down like this for a while and hold me. Do not let go. Ono, I have two things to ask you of, and you must promise me. ”

"You said as long as I could do it. ”

Sister Ziying: "I'm already your woman, don't I?...... Five hundred years of goblins. The innocent body that turns into a * human body is yours from now on, as long as you like it...... I beg you not to call me Sister Ziying anymore, will you call me Ziying?"

"Okay. Purple Eye. ”

"You're a pretty fast learner this time. She hooked my neck, raised her face, and kissed me for a deep kiss, and then her expression suddenly became serious: "The second thing, you must promise me, beg you to marry someone, please marry her, okay?...... It's not me Liu Fei'er, you can marry her!"

In the fierce love just now, I deliberately didn't think about Liu Fei'er. Think of her. I think I'm ...... Don't think I'm a rat and I don't regret what I have been born today. I didn't think about what kind of person I had to be, I was just being my true self. Sister Ziying said that I don't want her, she will die, I want her, and she is also my own sincere willingness. I'm not abusive, but I'm not hypocritical, I should give birth to it, if it's wrong, it's all my fault!

"Ziying, you know, you know my ......"

Sister Ziying suddenly sneered: "I'm a goblin, she's a different person, don't say it, I understand it all, I won't embarrass you, I'm your Ishino Zhenren's protector now, okay?...... I've been waiting for five hundred years, and I can wait another fifty years...... You come down, I think you're a little heavy...... Lie down next to me and let me hug you. You lie down and don't mess around, listen to me tell you a true story......"

I rolled over and lay down, Sister Ziying pressed half of her soft body over and put it in my arms, and slowly told me a story that was sometimes plain but thrilling. She told me that everything that was born after the separation of my primordial spirit, as long as she knew it, she said it as it was. She was eloquent, and everything was like a repetition of the seven days, and I listened quietly until the end. When I heard the Wind Gentleman's method of recruiting Yuan Shen, I suddenly made Liu Fei'er pay ten years of youth, and then I jumped up from the bed with a scream!

"Is this true? How can this be! Oh my God!"

Ziying: "Ono, don't get excited, listen to me slowly, this matter may not be irreparable. ”

"Do you really have a way? You must find a way not to let Liu Fei'er grow old like this!"

Ziying: "It's not just ten years of youth, you don't understand what this means for a secular woman, it means almost all the beauty in this life. Liu Fei'er bit her lips and bled at that time, but her mind did not hesitate at all, if I were her, I wouldn't know if I could be like her! You owe her this affection, you must marry her!"

"You tell me how you can save her?"

Ziying: "I'll tell you the conditions you promised me." ”

"Are you serious?...... Then I promise! Tell me what to do. ”

Ziying: "You really agreed?"

"Really, will you blame me?"

Ziying: "Actually, I've been worried that you'll blame me. Blame me for being too selfish. I didn't tell you just now, and I'm just afraid that I won't want me after you know. You don't blame me for doing this tonight, do you?"

I looked at her, I didn't know what to say, she was a goblin, she had some ideas, she was really different! She was selfish for herself, but she didn't want to hurt anyone else. I can't judge who was right or wrong in what she did. I can't figure out what to do with her now, so I can only sit back on the edge of the bed, reach out and stroke her back, and whisper: "God wants to blame me, you are all good people." Tell me, if what can I do to save Liufeier?"

Ziying also sat up, hugged my shoulders, looked at the emptiness, and said, "I don't know now." But there must be a way. We can ask for so many great people in the world. The person who did the work is the wind gentleman, he can take it away, and there should be a way to return it, you are a Jindan real person, and it is okay to give her another ten or twenty years of yang life! You can ask the wind gentleman to try again...... Mr. Zhang has a wide range of knowledge. He might be able to find a way to find him...... It's really not good, you go to the right door to ask for a meeting, the old gods and immortals are powerful...... If it doesn't work yet. I'm going to find the Palace of Forgetfulness to ask Master Tianyue ......"

It turned out that Ziying didn't know how to do it, but she had a lot of suggestions. mentioned Mr. Zhang, the gentleman of the wind, and the honest real people, these are indeed the people who have helped me, and they are also the masters I know in this world. But she mentioned a Tianyue Master, and I had never heard anyone mention her tone, as if this Tianyue Master would definitely have a way. I couldn't help but ask, "Who is Master Tianyue?"

Zi Ying didn't answer my question directly, but put her chin on my shoulder and said, "Do you know which sect of spells the Wind Gentleman reminded me of last night?"

"What sect?"

Ziying: "It's very similar to the Forgetfulness Palace Lingmen Spell, I have only heard of the Forgetfulness Palace Spiritmen have this kind of strange spells, I didn't expect him to have this kind of spell." At that time, I thought that the Tianyue Master of the Forgetful Palace should have a way to resolve it. ”

"Forgetfulness Palace. Lingmen, can you tell me more carefully?"

The Palace of Forgetting Love is a very mysterious sect of cultivation that has been passed down for more than a thousand years, and its history is longer than that of the main sect. However, the disciples of the Forgetful Love Palace almost never set foot in the world, nor did they interact with other sects, so the cultivation world did not know much, and it was impossible for ordinary people to know about it. Han Ziying is a five-hundred-year-old goblin, with five hundred years of experience, and occasionally heard some legends of the Forgetful Palace.

The Taoism of the Palace of Forgetfulness is divided into three sects: heaven, transformation, and earth, which are divided into nine gates: sun, moon, star, wind, cloud, fire, water, earth, and spirit. The disciples of the Forgetful Palace are very strange, each person can only practice the spell of one of the nine gates, and whichever one they enter is which disciple, for example, the current master of the Forgetful Palace, Tianyue, is a disciple of the Moon Gate. What's even more strange is that only the head of the Forgetful Love Palace is qualified to accept disciples, and disciples cannot accept disciples.

The rule that the head of the Forgetful Palace accepts disciples is particularly bizarre, no matter which disciple becomes the head of the sect, he can no longer accept disciples from his own sect, but can only accept disciples from the other eight sects. This means that the heirs of the Forgetful Palace start with one sect and must finally understand the Dao methods of the other eight sects before they can inherit the position of the head of the sect. What is the reason for this, and what is the internal situation, outsiders do not know. It is precisely because there are such strange regulations, and the heirs of the Forgetful Palace do not want to set foot in the world, so the disciples are very rare, and they are often passed on by several generations.

Master Tianyue, the head of this generation of the Forgetful Palace, is still a generation older than Shouzheng Zhenren according to his generation. But what exactly she looks like, and how old she is this year, no one knows. The last time Han Ziying heard about Master Tianyue was in the Flying Peak when she heard a conversation between a couple collecting medicine, and the couple mentioned during the conversation that if they really couldn't find the medicinal materials, they would go to the Forgetful Palace and ask Master Tianyue to try it. That was two years ago, when Sister Ziying happened to go back to Feiqian Peak to pick the medicinal materials for the Hundred Flowers Soup Bath, and learned that this Master Tianyue was still practicing in the Palace of Forgetfulness.

Han Ziying didn't know much about the situation in the Forgetful Palace, she explained everything to me in as much detail as possible, I still didn't understand it very well, because this sect is too weird. I frowned and asked, "You said that the spell of the Wind Gentleman to recruit my Yuan Shen is very similar to the spell of the Spirit Gate of the Forgetting Palace, so could he be a disciple of the Spirit Gate of the Forgetting Palace?"

Ziying shook her head: "Absolutely not! His name is not right, and his gender is not right." ”

"What does this have to do with the name and gender?"

Ziying: "The names of the disciples of the Forgetful Palace all carry the names of the sects. For example, Master Tianyue is a disciple of Yuemen, and there is a month in his name. And there must be a spiritual character in the name of the Lingmen disciple, and the Lingmen disciple can only be called the Spirit Gentleman, not the Wind Gentleman. ”

"There is a wind character in the name of the Wind Gentleman, could it be a disciple of the Wind Gate of the Forgetful Palace?"

Ziying: "Then it is even more impossible for the disciples of the Fengmen to use the Lingmen spell, that only the head of the Forgetful Palace can do it, and only the master of Tianyue can do it in this world." ...... In fact, it's useless to say this, the gentleman is a man, it is impossible to enter the Palace of Forgetfulness, and he can't learn the Taoism of the Palace of Forgetfulness. ”

"What's going on?"

Ziying: "You know Zhang Zhi, right? She is a disciple of the Guyun Sect, and the Guyun Sect is full of women, and their rules are like this." The Forgetful Palace is the same, only accepts female disciples, and will not let men enter the door at all. And even more special, men can't enter the Palace of Forgetfulness, and they can't learn the spells of the Palace of Forgetfulness, and there has been no exception for thousands of years. The main reason why the disciples of the Forgetful Palace don't see outsiders is to not see the men in the world. ...... As long as the Wind Gentleman is a man, he can't be a disciple of the Forgetful Palace. Unless he's a woman. ”

"How could this be, of course he was a man. ”

Han Ziying frowned: "This makes me wonder, is there still a spell in the world that is the same as the Spirit Gate of the Forgetful Palace?" I want to know if the Wind Gentleman is a man and a woman, don't you know when you invite him to the bath to take a bath, as long as he is willing to go with you." ”

"I'm afraid it's not necessary, I've seen him in the men's restroom many times!"

Han Ziying: "...... Don't pursue this yet, no matter what his origin is. I just find both of you practicing very interesting. You have already achieved the Jindan Dacheng realm, and it is not low in the cultivation world, but you seem to only cultivate the Dan Dao, and you know very little about the use of various spells. And I can't see what realm that wind gentleman is, but the means are endless. I don't want to ask about the origin of your master, I just think your master is too interesting. ”

Ziying said that I am the kind of cultivator who can only formulas and does not know how to solve problems, and she said that she is actually a gentleman who teaches me the Tao, and I can't explain it to her. He only asked rhetorically, "So what do we do now?"

Ziying: "This time you have an accident, Mr. Fengjunzi, Mr. Zhang, and Shouzheng Zhenren have all helped you." We can't invite real people, but those two people can be invited. You give me two days to prepare a table that is hard to find in the world. You tell them that this is a peerless delicacy that has appeared in Wucheng for 500 years, and I want to invite them, even if it is to thank them. You invite them together, don't ask for it at first, just thank you, and then ask them if there is anything you can do at the end of the drink. ”

While speaking, the window was already slightly white, and we had already discussed that two days later, even if I kidnapped, I would tie Mr. Feng and Mr. Zhang to the gentleman's residence in Zhiwei Building. In the end, Ziying pulled my shoulders and looked at me shyly and timidly: "It's almost dawn, and you have to go to see Liu Fei'er after dawn." Then let me hold it for a while, okay? "At this moment, I don't have the most impulsive mood, Ziying seems to know, just quietly hugging me and waiting for dawn.

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When I went to see Ms. Liu, she was already gone. Ah Xiu said that she didn't say anything after she woke up, just told Ah Xiu to thank Sister Ziying for her, and then went out to go home, she was in a hurry and forgot to take off Ziying's clothes. When she went out, there was no expression on her face, and Ah Xiu wanted to stop it, but she didn't stop it. When I saw her again, it was already in the school's Chinese class, and she was still teaching students as before, and there was no abnormal behavior. But her eyes no longer looked at me, and there was no smile on her face, and I always felt a deep despair suppressed under her calm look.

She looked haggard. The eyes are also a little puffy, and the head with sideburns is slightly disorganized. The only thing that comforts me is that she doesn't look ten years old all of a sudden, but she looks much more tired than before, like she hasn't slept well for a few days and nights. And what pained me the most was that she didn't pay attention to me! I couldn't say anything to her in class. When she saw me somewhere else, she avoided me from a distance, as if she didn't want to talk to me.

I can understand what she does, after all, she's been through the unthinkable. But why didn't she bother with me? She had become so haggard, and the crow's feet in the corners of her eyes were creeping up! I knew that a terrible change was slowly taking place. It was hard for her to avoid me, because I could go to her in my dreams. But I didn't go for the past two days because my own mood was not well packed. I'm going to come up with a way to save her in two days, and I'll come back to her and surprise her.

On this day, after school, the gentleman also walked with his head down, didn't greet me and Ah Xiu, and slipped out of the school gate with his head down. Looks listless, like losing money and looking for it on the road. He wanted to slip away, I couldn't let him go, and I walked up and reached out to stop him.

When the wind gentleman saw that I was blocking the way, he said with a sad face: "Ishino, I'm sorry, aren't you okay?" I know why you came. I'm also figuring out a way. Can I figure out a way to find you again?" this kid isn't stupid, and knows what I'm bothered about.

I looked at him, and suddenly my heart moved, and I said: "Feng Junzi, I have nothing else to do with you today, I just want to invite you to take a bath in Jiulong Pool." ...... You have to go, you have to go. If you don't go, you have to go!"

I didn't expect him to really go with me, and said that he hadn't taken a shower for several days. My body was itching and panicking. I don't think his reaction is very bad, at least he is still in the mood to make a joke or two, which at least shows that Mr. Liu's matter is not completely hopeless. My heart has also collapsed a lot.

Take a good wash, rub it, and then soak in the hot water of the flint pool, like a crab that has been boiled, the skin of the whole body is red, lying on the edge of the hot water pool, sighing comfortably. Sister Ziying said to take him to the bath to take a bath to see if it was a man or a woman. There is nothing to look at, and the Chinese Academy of Sciences can't come up with a second conclusion. He leaned against the edge of the pool, pointed at me, and smiled, "Look at a plum blossom on your chest, two rows of tooth marks on your shoulder, and a finger mark on your arm." God, this is the body of the golden dragon lock jade pillar, and the axe is difficult to hurt. I am afraid that you will not be able to find a second one in the world if you can make it look like this. ”

I saw him smile and took the opportunity to ask, "Wind Gentleman, what is the best tasting dish you have ever eaten?"

Feng Junzi: "Why did you suddenly ask this question, of course, it is the solution to the gold wrapped in jade pills!"

"I'm going to invite Mr. Zhang to dinner tomorrow and thank him for his help these days. Sister Ziying said that she wanted to prepare the peerless delicacies that had appeared in Wucheng for five hundred years, and the golden jade pill was just one of the ordinary dishes. ”

"What? Why didn't I know I was helping too, why didn't you ask me?" asked me as the Wind Gentleman sat up from the pool, wide-eyed, and saw that his gluttonous harath was dripping into the pool.

"I'm here to invite you today, are you going?"

The wind gentleman nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "I'll go, I'll go." ”

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"Ishino, I just heard that you're okay, and I was about to find time to go and see you, but I didn't expect you to come first. ...... Who saved you, and how did you save the ground?" these are the words that Mr. Zhang asked me in front of the hexagram stall at the Phoenix Bridge.

"This matter is a long story, and I don't know very well about the secrets of several people, Mr. Zhang, you promise me that there are some things not to leak to others. ”

Mr. Zhang smiled: "You said that you said that I am not a mouthy person. If there's anything inconvenient, you don't have to tell me. ”

"It was the Feng Junzi practice that saved me, according to him, the upright real person also helped...... "So I told Mr. Zhang in detail about the process of the Feng Junzi method of recruiting the Yuan Shen, especially the fact that he took away Liu Fei'er's ten years of youth.

Mr. Zhang was also dumbfounded, and didn't speak for a long time, as if he was thinking about something. Seeing that he didn't speak, I said on the side: "Mr. Zhang, thank you for your help these days. Last time I was in Zhiweilou, I wanted to thank you well, but you drank a cup of tea and left. This time, Han Ziying said that she would prepare the peerless delicacies that had appeared in Wucheng in the past five hundred years, and I would like to invite Mr. Feng and Mr. Zhang to sit down together and have a good drink. ”

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"This first course is called 'Desire to Stand in the Sky'. The taste is a little lighter, so that a few people can appetize it first. ”

This is in Zhiwei Building, Junziju I, Feng Junzi, and Mr. Zhang are sitting around the table, and Han Ziying serves the first dish and specially reports the name of the dish. This dish is simply a plate with three bamboo shoots on the ground. There are three of us per person, and this winter bamboo shoot is only the thickness of a person's finger, and it is pale yellow in color. Is this a delicacy?

Feng Junzi's chopsticks have always been the fastest to reach down, and he picked one up before he could reach his mouth, so he sniffed and asked, "What kind of bamboo shoot is this, how does it have the smell of clear spring?"

Ziying: "This is the legendary Dongtian spotted bamboo shoot, which Ah Xiu dug up yesterday, and it took me a night to process it. ”

"Bamboo shoots in the sky? I can actually find this! I'll try it too. Mr. Zhang also picked up the winter bamboo shoots and took a bite, and then exclaimed, "What is in this bamboo shoot? It's chestnut meat! This is what chestnut is not ordinary floor chestnut. ”

Ziying smiled: "It's not a precious thing, it's just some children's snacks, it's a wild hairy chestnut in the mountains." ”

Feng Junzi had already eaten most of the winter bamboo shoots, and said vaguely in his mouth: "You dried and ground this chestnut meat." Later, it was steamed in broth, which I could eat...... But how can there be a smell of ham without the dryness of ham?"

Ziying: "It's simple, I used three layers of steaming drawers, and the upper and lower layers were covered with sand cloth to support the ham slices. The middle layer is steamed, and the bottom pot is wild pheasant soup, which has been fumigated overnight over low heat. Barely tasted. ”

Wind Gentleman: "Holy damn, this is still simple...... Why don't you move the chopsticks? Why don't you eat that one for me? ”

Mr. Zhang didn't eat slowly, put down his chopsticks and asked, "Han Ziying, what did you just say this dish was called?"

Ziying: "I want to set up a volley festival." ”

Mr. Zhang smiled: "Very particular! Your dish is a poem: 'When it is not unearthed, there is a section first, and there is always an open mind in the volley'." The first course of the meal praised us diners like this, and we didn't dare to take it seriously. ”

Ziying: "Mr. Zhang, don't be in a hurry to say that you don't dare to have a lot of dishes!"

Han Ziying served the food upstairs and downstairs again. Xie Jin wrapped jade pills were also served, this time only nine walnut-sized balls were served, and the taste was simply different from what I ate last time in Tianxiang Restaurant, and I can't describe it. But this is just an ordinary dish, and she didn't even report her name. When she named the dish for the second time, I thought it was a bit weird.

"This dish is called 'Dark Clouds Holding Red Wheels', and it should be served when the wine is halfway through, so you can have an extra glass of wine. Ziying said as she stood at the table.

A red braised lamb meatball, slightly larger than the regular Sixi meatballs, is placed on one side of the plate, and several large-leaved black mountain mushrooms are layered on the other side. Smelling the smell of the red stewed mutton meatballs, I knew that it was made from a clay pot that was once "processed" by the Wind Gentleman.

"Han Ziying, you specially reported the name of this dish, what is the particularity?" asked Mr. Zhang with a wine glass.

Ziying said: "The local dishes at the banquet should not only pay attention to the precious materials, the uniqueness of the processing and the heat, but also the timing of the dishes. The mutton balls I made have the effect of warming the waist and knees, but the sex is dry, the food is easy to dry, and the mouth is dry, so you can send wine. And this big-leaf black mountain mushroom is cold, which can be used to make the wine taste more mellow when it enters the throat. If this dish is served early, the wine is not ready, if the taste is too late, the taste is heavy, and it is best to persuade the wine only when the wine is half-full. ”

Feng Junzi: "You really put a lot of thought into it! This dish is called 'Dark Clouds Holding Red Wheels', right? You want to use this dish to write another poem: 'The sunrise in the east and the rain in the west are ruthless but affectionate'. I've remembered that there are no ruthless people here!"

Ziying said with a smile: "Mr. Feng and Mr. Zhang are both good talents, I can only cook, you eat slowly." After saying that, she turned around and went out and didn't answer the question. Han Ziying told me that I just accompanied them to drink and eat vegetables, and Liu Fei'er didn't mention a word, and don't ask them for anything. The two of them really drank and ate, and they enjoyed the situation, pushing the cup and changing the lamp until the night. The amount of vegetables on each plate on Han Ziying is not very large, and the plate has just tasted the taste, and the plate has bottomed out. The three of us didn't talk much, and the chopsticks hardly stopped.

"This is the last dish of the day, it is a soup, called 'Jinghu Silver Silk Snow', the main ingredient is Qingyi Lake, Jingpo Bay's silver silkfish. On weekdays, this dish is nothing, but when it snows on three or nine days, the newly released silver silk fish has a very good taste. Ziying served this last soup, reported the name of the dish for the third time, and then sat down beside me, watching Mr. Zhang and Mr. Feng Junzi did not get up and leave.

"You don't see the high hall, the mirror is sad, and the white morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. This is a sentence in Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine". Han Ziying's last "Mirror Lake Silver Silk Snow" doesn't need Mr. Zhang and Feng Junzi to explain again, I can also hear which poem she wants to say. This is already the last dish, and at this point, I have suddenly realized that Mr. Feng and Mr. Zhang should be smarter than me, more knowledgeable than me, and their hearts must be like mirrors.

The first dish "Wanting to Establish a Volley Festival" Han Ziying hinted at a poem "When it is not unearthed, there is a section first, and there is always an open mind when it reaches the volley". is talking about the cultivation of the gentlemen in the world, and it can be regarded as praising the gentleman and Mr. Zhang. The second course, "Dark Clouds Holding Red Wheels", Ziying hints at a poem again: "The sunrise in the east and the rain in the west are ruthless but affectionate." I think that Mr. Zhang and Mr. Feng are both Taoist scholars, and they should understand the meaning of this dish, Sister Ziying is thanking me for their help, and at the same time reminding them that cultivators should also be affectionate.

The third dish "Mirror Lake Silver Silk Snow" directly alludes to Li Bai's sentence "You don't see the high hall, the mirror is sad, and the white dynasty is like green silk turning into snow at dusk". is talking about Liu Fei'er's encounter today, which can be regarded as a straightforward plea. Ziying asked me not to say anything, and then I said it at the end, but in the end, I really didn't need to say anything. She used these five hundred years of peerless delicacy to express all the words she was going to say and the feelings she demanded. She used to give me the impression that she was beautiful, gentle and kind, but I didn't expect her to have such talents, and it is not an exaggeration to describe Lan Xinhui's quality! After that night, she had already entrusted herself to me, she thought that I should be good to Liu Fei'er, and she also helped Liu Fei'er to intercede wholeheartedly. Looking at the dishes she prepared, I was silently moved.

Feng Junzi and Mr. Zhang glanced at each other, and neither of them took the initiative to stretch out the soup spoon. I stood up, served a bowl of soup to each of them, and respectfully handed it to them. At this time, the two put down their chopsticks and spoke.

Able to make famous poems with delicious food, and then use different verses to make a tactful essay. I think there are many people writing about fantasy themes about cooking and food recently, but the artistic conception in traditional food culture is wonderful, and it is by no means a simple whimsy that can be encompassed, if you think the article on this table is well done. Note: Don't go to the restaurant in front of your house.