The soldier is a girl

Chapter 259 63: Beating Down the Chicken Soup

The chopsticks brushed against Mo Yu's cheek with a sharp air, driving his hair to hit the bowl in Mo Ling's hand directly in the air.

The strength of the chopsticks was as good as calculation, the bowl fell, the chopsticks fell, and the chopsticks did not move forward any more.

The picture seems to be frozen at this moment.

On the left side outside the curtain, Hibiscus was standing proudly holding a tray, her beautiful hair was tied down by a hair tie at her back, her face was much fairer and more delicate than that of ordinary soldiers, It can be said that the lips are red and the teeth are white, especially the pair of eyes, which are like a pool of pearls and bright stars. Just one glance is unforgettable, especially at this moment when she is tilting her head, the half of her face and the look between her eyebrows and eyes. The indescribable quietness instantly fascinated people's eyes.

Mo Yu, who chose to look back without putting down the curtain because the wind brushed against his cheeks, and Mo Ling, who raised his eyes because the bowl was knocked down by chopsticks, at this moment all fixed their eyes on Mu Jin's sideways head that makes people instantly fascinated. above.

The reaction of these two people is entirely due to the fact that they are the ones who directly sensed it. Bai Ze and Su Yingying, who were frightened by the accident of the falling bowl, reacted and looked at the door. The side face of the eyes also suddenly disappeared because of Mu Jin's looking back.

The scene just now has been engraved into a picture scroll and fell on the hearts of Mo Yu and Mo Ling, and the disappearance of that scene turned into a regret also fell on the hearts of the two of them when Mu Jin looked back and raised his feet.

Bai Ze was an outsider, so when he realized it, he calmly took a sip of chicken soup to express his observation.

As for Su Yingying, who contributed chicken soup and was overturned, that would be life and death.

She didn't see what was going on, but she saw a chopstick next to the bowl that fell to the ground in Mo Ling's hand. This chopstick was obviously not brought by her, because she only brought a spoon.

Witnessing the tray in Hibiscus' hands again, the answer became obvious.

So Su Yingying, who came to her senses, rushed out like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "Did it be you, did you knock down my chicken soup?"

Go up and push the hibiscus.

Mu Jin, who was holding the tray, moved her feet effortlessly to dodge Su Yingying's waving hand.

Su Yingying wanted to piss her off again, but Mu Jin said unhurriedly, "Fungus will aggravate the wound's rot. Didn't anyone tell you?"

"What?" Su Yingying didn't understand, but Mo Yu, who was standing at the door and still clutching the curtain, did.He explained why he suddenly stopped and threw his chopsticks when he saw that Hibiscus was about to leave.

Mu Jin glanced at Su Yingying, didn't say a second time, but changed direction and left with the tray.

"Don't go, speak clearly." Su Yingying roared and wanted to rush up again, but was grabbed by Mo Yu from behind.

"Mushrooms are fungi. If you eat them, the wound will rot. You put mushrooms in your chicken soup, and you are injured. Drinking this soup will only aggravate the wound." Mo Yu explained to Su Yingying while holding her back.

"Who knows if she's talking nonsense." Su Yingying seemed unconvinced, but she didn't continue to pursue it, but, "Hey, what did you serve? You spilled chicken soup and didn't leave anything behind. As my brother Ling's The soldiers are holding something and don’t give it to me, brother Ling, who do you want to give it to?"

Hearing the sound, the corner of Mu Jin's mouth curled up as he was walking forward, who was it for?She doesn't know either!

Since you don’t know, it’s better not to give it to anyone.

Thinking about it, Hibiscus loosened her hand just like that.

A gust of wind blew, and Mu Jin didn't hear the sound of the bowl and chopsticks falling to the ground, but there was a black figure in front of her eyes, and the tray that should have landed was held firmly in the opponent's hand.

(End of this chapter)