The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 921 The Sense of Ceremony

Leng Wuyou's expression was expressionless.

Oh, is the second brother coaxing her like a child?

"Don't pay attention to Xiaoqi." Yun Xiao also echoed beside him, casting a provocative look at Mo Han, hum, let you bastard me!

The dishes came out soon, and there was no room for one table, so Leng Wuqing casually pulled the table next to him and put them together, even so, it was barely full.

Leng Wuyou looked at the dishes on the table and was a little silent. Although she was a foodie, she was not a pig, and they couldn't finish all the dishes.

"Erqing, are you ordering so many dishes to feed the pigs?" Mo Han was almost flustered, he didn't expect Erqing to be so unreliable.

Yun Xiao also stared at Leng Wuqing inexplicably, wondering if this guy's head was blown up by the last fryer, otherwise how could he do such an unreliable thing?It must have been blown up.

"What do you two old men know? I call it a sense of ritual, a sense of ritual. Besides, I just want Xiaoqi to taste the food in our school. If I can't finish it, I will take it away , won’t deduct your credits?”

Leng Wuqing rolled her eyes at the two with disdain, and didn't want to pay attention to them at all.

These two guys not only wanted to rob his brother but also said he was unreliable, hmph, is he that kind of unreliable person?

Mo Han/Yun Xiao: Yes.

Leng Wuyou blinked, thinking when did her second brother have such a sense of ceremony, never before.

Could it be a new habit added in the past few months?

She just turned her attention away, and when she came back to her senses again, she found that the bowl in front of her was already filled with a small mountain of food.

Leng Wuyou? ?

Children, do you have a lot of question marks?

"Did I say you are children in kindergarten?" Leng Wuyou said with a dark face and a cold voice, looking at the three of them who were still putting vegetables into her bowl, the original indifferent tone was a little more at this moment Point to the children's reprimand.

The three children, Leng Wuqing, Mo Han, and Yun Xiao, looked at Leng Wuyou's pile of bowls, and the three of them stopped their movements silently, sat down on their seats in an orderly manner, and did not dare to be angry. Panting, with a serious face, he ate the food very seriously.

Occasionally, the eyes of the three collided with each other, as if even the air was burning with crackling flames.

Leng Wuqing hates that, obviously Xiao Qi is his younger brother, why do these two guys insist on robbing, now it’s all right, it made Xiao Qi angry, hehe, he wants to see how Xiao Qi can deal with them later Fortunately, he is Xiao Qi's second brother, so Xiao Qi should not attack him.

Leng Wuyou let out a snort, and his eyes swept over the three of them with unknown meaning.

Those gazes swept across coldly, the three of them shrank their necks, their gazes flickered erratically, but they didn't meet Leng Wuyou's gaze.

Leng Wuyou narrowed his eyes, and suddenly there was a smile on the corner of his lips, that smile was obviously very gentle, but the three of them couldn't help the chills down their backs, they always felt that there were two demons on Xiao Qi's head. horns, and a tail wagging behind him.

The three of them who silently pretended to be serious about eating food couldn't help swallowing, always feeling that they were in a rush of imminent disaster, why did they lose weight?

Wrong, misunderstanding.

No, Leng Wuyou will tell them that this is not an illusion, they are indeed about to face disaster.

Leng Wuyou looked at them, with a very gentle smile on his mouth, casually took two empty bowls, and put some of the food inside, and when the food in the three bowls was almost the same, Leng Wuyou twirled his fingertips, A small porcelain bottle the size of a thumb appeared in her hand.

The white jade porcelain bottle looks old and old, with a trace of mysterious charm, one can tell at a glance that it is not ordinary.

Mo Han leaned over curiously, seeing the small porcelain bottle in Leng Wuyou's hand, his eyes widened instantly, and he couldn't help but swear, "Damn, the material of this small porcelain bottle is not Yunling jade, is it? !"

Leng Wuyou frowned, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Can you see that?"

(End of this chapter)