"Well, we just arrived." Lan Mingyou and Bei Mingfeng said almost in unison. It must be said that the two of them had a good understanding of each other.
Di Wuxie placed the crystal lion head in front of Lan Mingyou and said: "Master
"division
Lan Mingyou glanced lightly at the plate of crystal lion heads, and just stared at the plate in a daze, talking for a long time.
There was a slightly sarcastic smile on his lips, as if he disliked the dish prepared by Di Wuxie. After a while, he said: "Di Wuxie is really thoughtful. It's just that my mouth is a bit picky.
, I don’t know how the dish you cooked tastes.”[
Bei Mingfeng didn't say anything, just sat there calmly. He didn't like to eat this crystal lion head, so he didn't care at all. Instead, he looked at the other dishes. Judging from the appearance, they could only be regarded as passable.
I don't know what it tastes like.
"Di Wuxie, I heard from Xin'er that you cooked all these things yourself? Di Wuxie is not only superior in martial arts, but he is also really good on the battlefield and in the kitchen." Bei Mingfeng smiled warmly and said.
"Uncle, I have good taste, hehe." Bo Cixin smiled jokingly, and no one noticed that Lan Mingyou's face was not very good-looking, but he was still calm and calm on the outside, but he had already begun to feel sad inside.
There was a fierce battle.
"Not bad." Bei Mingfeng nodded slightly, the smile still hung on his face, and his handsome face was still as gentle as jade.
"Don't you know how to cook a few dishes? Is there anything worth showing off? You are here to entertain us with dishes like this?" Lan Mingyou felt unhappy, and everything he said was sour, which made people feel uncomfortable.
.
"division
Seeing that Di Wuxie made a special trip to cook his favorite dish, she wanted to settle the feud with him. She didn't even care that he made Di Wuxie look bad yesterday. Why did he start to pick and choose where to go and pick thorns in his bones?
This really made Bo Ci feel unhappy.
"Xin'er, it's okay." Di Wuxie reached out and gently shook her hand, telling her not to worry about it. He knew why Lan Mingyou spoke so harshly. He was his love rival.
This is why when love rivals meet, they become extremely jealous.
"Xin'er, are you rushing to leave as a teacher?" Lan Mingyou's narrow eyes looked at Bo Cixin blankly, as if the next second Bo Cixin said yes, he would leave immediately.
Same.
Bo Cixin sneered lightly and said with a smile: "Disciple, I don't dare. It's just that Master
She does not allow others to mess with her, otherwise she will be unhappy, and the consequences will be more serious.
"I was planning to say this just now, but now my disciple has said it, so I have nothing to say."
"I haven't spoken yet, are you so anxious to be serious with me?" Lan Mingyou smiled slowly, and the smile on his evil face became more and more demonic.