Murong Qianqian suddenly remembered and raised the food box in front of her eyes, "I almost forgot, this is a meal I made myself. I thought I could eat it with Yaoyao when we meet."

After that, she kicked Xiao Hei at her feet again. This guy had been rubbing oil on her calves since she appeared. It was really hard to change his nature.

"Did you make it yourself?" Xuanyuan Yao raised his eyebrows with a surprised expression.

"Yes, I'm learning how to cook now. After returning to the palace, as long as you like it, Yaoyao, I can cook it for you every day."

"Fool, how could I bear to let you cook?" Xuanyuan Yao said with pity, but in his mind, he subconsciously thought of the "fresh soup" from the last time.

Although he is a man who is very willing to devote himself to love, it would be really chilling if he were allowed to eat Qianqian's food every day.

"It doesn't matter, I'm willing." Murong Qianqian was completely unaware of Xuanyuan Yao's innermost thoughts and had already taken out the food from the food box with a smile.

The wind blew slowly, and a strong aroma of food suddenly floated in the air.

Xiao Hei was leaning back timidly at first, fearing that Xuanyuan Yao wouldn't be able to eat anymore and stuffed it into his mouth, but when he smelled it, he immediately drooled all over the floor and came forward with his tail wagging.

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"Go, go~ It's not prepared for you. You can stay there wherever it's cool." Murong Qianqian kicked Xiao Hei's feet, then turned her head and said with a smile: "Yao Yao, you have a taste."

He picked up a chopstick and fed it to Xuanyuan Yao's mouth considerately. Seeing him chewing it slowly and swallowing it, he said excitedly: "Yao Yao, how does it taste?"

"Well, it's very delicious." Xuanyuan Yao said sincerely, "I didn't expect that Qianqian's cooking skills have improved so quickly during this period of time."

Although she knew that Xuanyuan Yao would definitely praise her like this, Murong Qianqian was still very happy after hearing this and quickly gave him some chopsticks.

He said with a smile: "Of course, I cook every day recently, and even someone as picky as Xiaolan says it's delicious."

"Xiaolan?" Xuanyuan Yao frowned.

I don’t know why, but just hearing this name gives me a bad feeling, and I don’t like it from the bottom of my heart.

Murong Qianqian nodded, "Yes, Xiaolan~" He remembered something again and explained: "Didn't I write to you in my letter, saying that I was learning martial arts and Xiaolan was my master."

Xuanyuan Yao recalled that she had indeed mentioned in the correspondence in the past half month that she wanted to learn martial arts from a teacher, but at first he thought it was Penglai, and he did not expect it to be a person named Xiaolan.

"Xiaolan, why haven't I heard of this person?"

"Xiaolan is just a nickname. Actually, I don't know his name. It's just that he likes to wear blue robes, so I'm used to calling him that."

"Blue robe, is he a man?"

"Yao Yao is really smart. You can guess that he is a boy just by giving me this little information. And he is not very old. He is about the same age as me."

Murong Qianqian was stating the facts, but it sounded harsh to Xuanyuan Yao's ears. He tightened his fingers and said unhappily: "I'm not very old. Am I very old?"

Hey, are you jealous?

With a quick glance, he saw a handsome man with a horse-like face on his head, and his deep eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of ice. It seemed that he was quite jealous.

"Of course not. How can Yaoyao be considered older? You are only 5 years older than me. Besides, let me tell you secretly, I have a hobby~"

Blinking her watery eyes, she hugged Xuanyuan Yao's neck flatteringly, stood on tiptoes and said, "Actually, I like old men the most."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yao's face was distorted, and he was secretly wondering in his heart, should he be happy or unhappy about Qianqian's words?

Sighing, he asked some more information about Xiaolan, but the more he listened, the more he felt like a person, until finally he was absolutely sure.

After Murong Qianqian described Xiao Lan in a crackling voice, she said dullly: "Yao Yao, who do you think Xiao Lan is? I asked Lai Lai, and she only gave me one answer after thinking for a long time."

"What's the answer?" Xuanyuan Yao held her in his arms and ran his fingers through her long hair casually.

"Two words," she raised two slender fingers, "Exalt!"

Xuanyuan Yao couldn't help laughing. Why didn't he realize that Penglai had the potential to tell cold jokes before? "Well, he should be an expert. Then you should learn martial arts from him."

"Actually, Xiaolan is a very lazy person. He doesn't teach me much at all. He often just throws a book to me to read. If I weren't talented and smart, it would be useless."

Murong Qianqian grumbled, gritting her teeth when she remembered that she served that guy delicious food and drinks every day, but he was so careless.

"Also, he gave me a sword, sh|it, it's really stingy. It's still a rusty sword. I'll show it to you next time I have a chance."

Xuanyuan Yao was a little puzzled. Although he was always unkind, he was not stingy, so he thought maybe Qianqian didn't realize the magic of that sword.

He tapped her nose and said with a smile: "Then next time, how about I order someone to give you the best sword in the world?"

"Hmm, um~" Murong Qianqian nodded her head like a chicken poking rice.

"Qianqian, although Xiaolan teaches you martial arts and is considered your master, you should remember that men and women are not intimate, and they cannot get too close, do you understand?"

"I know, Yaoyao, don't worry, there are four big characters written on my forehead: 'married woman', and I guess Xiaolan is not a normal man.

You see, for a woman as stunning as me, a man should have straight eyes, but that guy's eyes were empty every time.

Haha~ Yaoyao, what are you looking at me like this? I actually have no other intentions, let alone flirting with women, I just want to say, uh~ I am very safe."

Xuanyuan Yao lowered his head, his whole face slowly approaching, "But from what Qianqian means, I seem to really want Xiaolan to look at you with straight eyes?"

"How is it possible? I hope he becomes bent." Murong Qianqian swallowed guiltily.

Well, she admitted that women all have a strong desire to conquer, but for a national goddess like her, some men turn a blind eye to her. This is a matter of face.

The corners of Xuanyuan Yao's lips twitched, and the hot and moist breath floated on his cheeks, "Little goblin, be honest with me, otherwise..." He looked up and down with his eyes.

Immediately, such a look made Murong Qianqian gulp down her saliva. She felt that her whole body was uncomfortably hot, and she felt like a tiger was roaring in her heart, and then...

Xiao Hei covered his eyes.
Chapter completed!