Confiscated and exiled?Phew, I emptied the warehouse first

Chapter 333 Testing
Qian Qian had no choice but to retract his hand angrily.

Although Su Mo introduced with a smile: "This is my husband, Yan Yi."

But there was an obvious warning in his eyes.

Yan Yi was naturally happy and bubbling in his heart.

Su Mo was defending him in front of others, and it felt so good to take off.

Yan Yi couldn't explain why. He rarely had the urge to show off. He considered himself a calm and reserved person.

But at this moment, the feeling of wanting to show off in his heart was like mushrooms after a rain.

He raised his eyebrows in absolute provocation, called Su Mo "Mother" in a coquettish way, and took the initiative to hold Su Mo's hand.

And they deliberately clasped their fingers together, showing a deep friendship.

With their hands entangled together, Yan Yi felt as if he and Su Mo were bound to one place for the rest of their lives, and they were bound to each other ever since.

He happily raised his hands in front of him, his expression showing off.

He didn't speak before, his face was full of dissatisfaction, and he cursed in his heart: The villain will succeed!

If it weren't for the fact that his master really had something to do and couldn't leave, Yan Yi wouldn't have the energy to be here just because of his master's charm!
However, he also knew that he was in the wrong. After all, Yan Yi was Su Mo Zheng'er's nominal husband, and even his own master was not justified.

But he couldn't say this. He was always on the same front as his master.

Look at how much your master cares about Su Mo, and then look at what happens to You You.

After a quick analysis, Qian Qian came to a conclusion: Su Mo must not be messed with.

So he apologized to Yan Yi very sincerely: "I'm sorry, isn't it because the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the whole family doesn't know each other anymore? I just saved your wife, let's have a meal, Brother Yan you do not mind?"

Qian Qian murmured in his mind: Humph, although he can't make his mistress unhappy, Yan Yi is his master's... um... yes, love rival!
I can't beat you openly, but I can't target you secretly?

Therefore, with the intention of causing trouble for Yan Yi, Qianqian felt that he had to blend in with them first.

Qian Qian is also a talented person, he comes right out of his mouth, and that sentence of "saving Yan Yi's wife" is equivalent to confirming the relationship between the two.

When he opened his mouth again, the look of him throwing darts just now disappeared, and he immediately called Brother Yan.

They say you don't hit someone with a smiley face, and the person was brought back by Su Mo. Although Yan Yi didn't like what he did just now, he could only nod his head and didn't say anything more.

Not to mention, when the three of them returned home together, they were talking and laughing, and there seemed to be a bit of brotherhood in them.

Su Mo, who hadn't slept all night, actually felt a little tired, but at this moment, she decided to cook herself.

Not only that, Su Mo also found two wine jars.

A wine jar contained the beer that Su Mo exchanged in the trading space.

Another wine jar contained the liquor she exchanged in the trading system.

After shaking the wine well, Su Mo started making dishes to go with the wine.

Because he was worried about the safety of his family, when Xie Sanxie sent someone to pick up Yan Congling in the morning, Yan Yi did not let Yan Congling follow him, but asked her to rest at home for the day.

So Yan Congling happily helped Su Mo with Zhang Guilan and Wang Anan.

Not to mention, after staying at Xie Sanxie's place for a few days, Yan Conngling's sword skills increased at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Cut the potatoes into even thicknesses.

Cut onions into equal lengths.

Even the meat can be cut into uniform dices by Yan Congling.

The days in Ruyilou were fulfilling and happy for Yan Congling.

Su Mo fried a plate of peanuts and made a braised lion's head.

For example, salted duck, braised chicken, and spicy hot pot are all at your fingertips.

For potatoes alone, Su Mo made spicy and sour shredded potatoes, vinegar-based shredded potatoes and fried potato slices.

Osmanthus seabass and stewed mutton were also brought to the table.

Let's put it this way, every dish on the table looks very ordinary, but every dish is different.

The table full of food is really delicious and delicious. The rich aroma of the food penetrated the nostrils, making everyone unable to help but swallow their saliva.

Even Qian Qian, who had never cared much about food, felt like he couldn't help but want to use chopsticks.

The atmosphere at home is very good. From the time Su Mo cooks to the time the food is served, almost everyone is busy.

Choosing vegetables, washing vegetables, sweeping and mopping the floor, lighting a fire, cooking, arranging tables and chairs, and taking out tableware are all in order.

No one deliberately arranged it, but everyone saw it as life.

The overall atmosphere is relaxed and warm.

but……

At this time, there was a strong sense of disparity. He felt like an outsider, incompatible with this atmosphere.

But he damn well loved this atmosphere.

The heartfelt pleasure of living with his master through life and death, and the warm and peaceful peace now, are what he yearns for from the bottom of his heart.

It seems that every man has such a dream, that after charging outside, he can return to such a harbor.

Qianqian was deeply touched.

There was more to eat.

Every dish is an impact on his taste and a feast for his eyes.

good to eat.

It's really delicious.

Before eating, I felt the urge to cry.

That feeling is home.

The meal was lively and everyone chatted casually. Once the atmosphere became warm, everyone had more topics to talk about.

Su Mo took the opportunity to bring up the wine jar: "Good food must be paired with good wine. We won't go home until we get drunk today."

Qianqian: "You will never return until you are drunk."

Yan Yi naturally knew Su Mo's intention, and he also agreed: "Yes, I won't go home until I'm drunk."

The wine Su Mo brought out had been verified through countless processes. In terms of taste alone, it was far inferior to the current era she was in.

He drained the large bowl of wine in front of him in one sip, and wiped his mouth boldly: "Good wine."

Su Mo also drank with him.

In fact, Su Mo has always been able to drink well. In her previous life, many orders were negotiated over the wine table.

The last time she drank in her previous life was because she signed a big contract, but something went wrong along the way, causing her to be allergic to alcohol, and she accidentally traveled to the Daxing Dynasty, a dynasty that has never been recorded in history.

But this time, Su Mo had to make good use of this skill.

Between the cups and the cups, I was already a bit lost.

Su Mo tried harder again: "Ex-brother, it's huge."

She was about to give Qianqian another drink when she suddenly got a thrill.

What did he do?

How could he let his master's beloved call him his ex-brother? He doesn’t want to die yet!

If Su Mo calls him like that again in the future, he will be sent back to copy books by his master.

"I can't do it, I can't do it." Qian Qian was so frightened that he waved his hands quickly.

And Su Mo had roughly guessed something from his previous actions.

She probed: "Who is your master and why do you want to spy on me?"

(End of this chapter)