Nangong Mo chuckled and shook his head, stood up and walked over, watching her brush oil on the barbecue, sprinkle salt, chili powder, and sesame seeds. The sound of sizzling made people drool.
"Zhizhi——" Lord Qibao rushed over and stood in front of the charcoal basin, looking at the barbecue in front of him with salivation. Mine, everything belongs to me.
Xia Bingyan flicked Qibao's little head lovingly, picked up the barbecue with chopsticks and put it on the porcelain plate aside.
Qibao anxiously stretched out his front paws to grab it and wanted to eat it, but what he got in return was a burning sting.
"Zhizhi——" It's so hot, so hot.
"Hahaha——" Xia Bingyan and Nangong Mo laughed out loud at Qibao's funny look.
"You idiot, of course you need to cool it down before you can eat it." Nangong Mo reached out and touched its cute little head.
"Zhizhi——" Of course it knew, it was just too hungry.
Following Xia Bingyan's skillful movements, the disk in front of her was soon filled with barbecued meat. The meat was golden in color and the aroma was alluring.
Finally, when the servants removed the charcoal basin, the three porcelain plates in front of them were already full of barbecued meat.
"Qibao, slow down." Xia Bingyan looked at Qibao wolfing down the food tenderly.
Nangong Mo picked up a piece of barbecue and put it into his mouth. Immediately his teeth and cheeks were fragrant. After chewing it for a few times, it was full of texture, tender and delicious.
"How's it going?" Xia Bingyan looked at Nangong Mo as if she was taking credit.
Nangong Mo chewed slowly, and after a long time he nodded slowly, "Not bad."
"Tch, what tongue?" She waved her hands contemptuously, she was so hungry.
"Zhizhi——" Suddenly Master Qibao stretched out his little claws and scratched his neck continuously. Damn it, he choked.
Nangong Mo quickly took the teacup next to him and put it in front of it. Qibao hurriedly stretched his head over and took a swig. It took him a long time to raise his head, then he took off the teacup with a look of disgust, sat down proudly, and looked at the two of them.
"Despite his size, he is very ungrateful." Nangong Mo looked at the snow-white little guy in front of him with interest.
"There it is." Xia Bingyan said, "Bring me a jar of the best wine. I want the best."
Nangong Mo narrowed his eyes, do you want to drink? This is not easy.
"Wei Zhong, go get a jar of Nuerhong from the cellar." That is fifty years old wine.
Hearing that there was a drink, Qibao jumped onto Nangong Mo's shoulder affectionately, stretched out his little head and rubbed it in a flattering manner.
Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows, "Does it drink?"
Feeling: Is this little fox an alcoholic? He gets so excited when he hears there is alcohol to drink.
Soon, a tightly sealed jar of daughter's red was placed on the table. Nangong Mo opened the lid with one palm and filled the bowl in front of Qibao.
Qibao sniffed it first, then plunged into the wine bowl and drank to his heart's content.
Nangong Mo opened his mouth slightly in surprise, "This guy really knows how to drink?"
From the looks of it, he's still an alcoholic.
"Zhizhi——" Hearing the bad words about it, Qibao raised his little head and shouted at Nangong Mo, and then continued to drink.