Wu Xue'er also nodded without any pretense: "Wu Xue'er."
"Okay." Mo Tian nodded, staring blankly at Wu Xueer.
With Mo Tian looking at her all the time, Wu Xueer's face turned slightly red for some reason, and her eyes began to dodge around.
Unknowingly, Wu Xue'er's cheeks were as red as red apples. Feeling the bursts of heat coming from her cheeks, Wu Xue'er whispered: "You...why are you looking at me."
"Huh?" Mo Tian was stunned and looked away.
"I didn't look at you. The smell of peach blossom stuff I smell comes from over there, and it's getting stronger and stronger. It seems that Senior Brother Fengyue is coming out." Mo Tian explained.
"Go to hell!" Wu Xueer was furious and kicked Mo Tian's right foot.
His right foot hurt. Mo Tian grinned, rubbed the kicked right foot with his hand, and bared his teeth and said, "Why are you kicking people so randomly?"
"It's you who kicked me!" Wu Xue'er snorted and turned her head to stop looking at Mo Tian.
"Wait!" Mo Tian suddenly shouted.
"What's wrong? Do you want to apologize and ask me to forgive you? I told...hey hey hey, what do you want to do!"
Looking at Mo Tian suddenly appearing in front of him, he said in a panic.
Mo Tian's slightly deep eyes stared straight at Wu Xueer's big eyes.
The heat that had just been pushed away appeared on Wu Xueer's cheeks again, and her big eyes were full of fear.
Looking at Mo Tian's eyes, Wu Xue'er felt as if she was being sucked in by those deep black pupils. She couldn't even make a subconscious move and allowed Mo Tian to approach her.
Wu Xueer closed her eyes tightly and bit her lower lip. This core senior sister was so oppressed by Mo Tian, a fourth-level warrior, that she didn't even have the thought to resist.
The eldest sister who was the most powerful among the core disciples suddenly felt her heart beat faster at this moment.
Although Wu Xueer is older than Mo Tian, in fact, the age difference between Mo Tian and her is only a few months.
Mo Tian, who had just turned eighteen, was already 1.9 meters tall. Although Wu Xueer was taller among the female disciples, she was only about 1.7 meters tall.
Looking from a distance, it looks like Mo Tian is dancing with snow on the wall.
Finally, with Dao Xin's determination, Wu Xueer pushed Mo Tian away.
His big eyes were filled with annoyance, and he glared at Mo Tian and said loudly, "What do you want to do?"
Suddenly being pushed away by Wu Xueer, Mo Tian also looked at a loss. There was a fallen leaf in his hand. Mo Tian pointed at the fallen leaf in his hand and said: "I see there is a fallen leaf on your head stuck between your hair."
, I just want to help you take it off, as for pushing me like this."
"You...why didn't you say it!" Wu Xueer's cheeks turned redder.
This was her first time having such close contact with a boy, which made her feel very shy.
Mo Tian waved his hand helplessly: "Who gave you so much hair? A fallen leaf can be entangled with several hairs. I was afraid of hurting you, so I took it out gently. Fortunately, I have quick hands. If
Slow down, it will be fun if the fallen leaves break when you push me out."
"You! You!" Wu Xueer was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak.
At this time, Fengyue also took out two jars of peach blossom wine, looked at the two opposing people and couldn't help but said: "Xue'er, junior brother, what are you two doing?"
"I..." Just as Mo Tian was about to say something, Wu Xueer immediately said, "It's okay, Senior Brother Feng, how is Senior Brother Feng's practice after not seeing him for so long?"
Quickly concealing the blush on her face, Wu Xueer turned to Feng Yue, who had just put down the peach blossom stuffing, and smiled.
"Oh, cultivation is okay for me, but I still haven't made much progress in terms of physical fitness, which is quite annoying." Feng Yue couldn't help complaining.
Standing behind Wu Xueer, Mo Tian threw aside the fallen leaves in his hands and no longer cared about what happened before.
Those eyes were staring straight at the peach blossom stuffing on the ground.
When Fengyue took out the peach blossom stuffing, all the floral fragrance in the garden was masked by the smell of these two jars of peach blossom stuffing.
The strong aroma of wine filled the entire mansion.
"Good wine! Really good wine!" Mo Tian laughed.
Wu Xueer turned her head and glared at Mo Tian. Thinking about what had just happened, her face couldn't help but turn red.
When Feng Yue saw this scene, she couldn't help but wonder: "Xue'er, you are already in the fighting spirit state, are you still getting drunk when you smell the smell of wine like before?"
"Oh, ah, yes, a little bit, but much better." Wu Xueer quickly covered up her embarrassment.
"The good food is here!" Jian Lao's voice also came from behind the three of them.
Turning his head, he saw Old Jian walking quickly with several plates of steaming dishes in his hands.
Putting down the dishes quickly, Jian Lao smiled and said, "Wait a moment, old man, there is still a pot of fish soup simmering. You can eat some dishes first."
"That's right!" Jian Lao glanced at Mo Tian and Fengyue fiercely: "You two, please pay attention to me. If I come and find that the peach blossom stuffing is a little short, I will ask for you!"
After saying that, Jian Lao turned around and ran quickly towards the kitchen.
Fengyue and Mo Tian looked at each other, waved their hands helplessly, sat down unceremoniously, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the vegetables and put them in their mouths.
"Yeah!" Mo Tian clapped his hands violently and shouted, "It's delicious!"
"Hehe." Mr. Jian suddenly poked his head out of the kitchen and said with a smile: "Mo'er, I have learned from the chefs of the big sects before. You can be considered to have benefited from Xue'er. You can taste it."
I cooked the food myself."
"Hey, hey, hey! The fire is getting louder!" Jian Lao hurriedly controlled the heat before he had even swung the sword twice.
"Hahaha." Feng Yue said with a smile: "This time I really got Xue'er's glory. I have followed Master for so long, and apart from this time, I have only eaten food cooked by Master himself once."
"That time..." Wu Xueer suddenly said.
"It's okay." Fengyue smiled: "It's all in the past, there's nothing to say."
Looking up at Mo Tian, Feng Yue said: "Eat more food. You may not be able to eat Master's cooking in the future. Unless Master is suddenly in a good mood, of course, I have never encountered this."
Carrying a pot of fragrant fish soup, Jian Lao walked over quickly: "Give me a step, Xuanling stews fish soup, and let you taste the taste of high-end ingredients."
"Xuanling Fish Soup? Grandpa Jian, you have spent a lot of money." Wu Xueer couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering.
Xuanling fish soup is a fish soup stewed with Xuanling grass as an auxiliary ingredient.
Xuanling grass, one of the treasures of heaven and earth, grows in ten years, in the middle of a hundred years, and in the latter part of a thousand years.
The Xuanling grass used in this stew is a hundred-year-old Xuanling grass. Xuanling grass has the effect of strengthening the body and strengthening the body, removing impurities, and will last for hundreds of years.
It is a great herb for improving physical fitness! For those who need to improve their physical fitness, Xuanling grass is hard to come by. Not to mention that it is only a hundred years old.
Even if Fengyue wanted to strengthen her physique, Jian Lao was reluctant to take it out, and now she even used it to make soup to entertain Wu Xueer.
The value of this pot of fish soup is immeasurable!
After sitting down, Mr. Jian opened the lid of the peach blossom stuffing and gave everyone a small drink.
"How many things are there in life when drinking and singing! I respect you by doing it first!"