Does the lord lack a pendant?

Chapter 208

Yue Jianxi picked up the pastry and started eating again, but she was thinking about one thing, did she ruin Lian Hesheng's business just now?

In fact, Mensao's persimmon wanted to deliberately let everyone eat badly, and make the daughter of the aristocratic family turn pale with fright, and then the flower viewing feast was completely over.

As if she had done something wrong!
Yue Jianxi looked at Lian Lusheng's expression carefully, only to see that he suddenly raised his eyes like those in the deep pool of an ancient well, shining like a blade of light.

Woohoo, it seems like she really ruined the good thing about Persimmon.

Because of this awareness, Yue Jianxi didn't even feel like watching other people's performances anymore.

How will Master Persimmon punish himself at night?

On the surface, today's banquet is said to be a flower viewing feast, but in fact, everyone knows it well.

Therefore, all the daughters of aristocratic families have put in their best efforts.

Yue Jianxi stared at Lian Lusheng, and realized that he was enjoying his graceful dance, and clenched his fists!

Damn, isn't it more than talent, she wants to make this group of people blind.

She stood up and shouted domineeringly: "Bring the wine!"

The audience is silent, this is a talent show, who drank with you!

Yue Jianxi chuckled: "I'm sorry, I don't have any other talents, I can only show you what drinking is."

Lian Lusheng's eyes darkened slightly: "Go down, what are you messing around with?"

Yue Jianxi pursed her lips: "Didn't Princess Xuan just add to the fun, drinking is the best way to add to the fun."

"Drinking is nothing to add to the fun. Is there something wrong with your brain? If you don't have talent, don't come out and show yourself." Yue Wanling was in a hurry to perform her Hu Xuan dance for the male god, but she was cut off by Yue Jianxi, and she was already gone. Impatient.

Damn, drinking is not considered a talent, so come and make me a thousand cups so I don't get drunk!

"It's not considered a talent. Those who are better than others are specialties. Who of you can drink better than me? I drink in fancy ways, lying down, sideways, and in one sip... Hey, hey, why are you holding a persimmon? I!"

Yue Jianxi was only in the middle of her sentence when Lian Lusheng grabbed her and dragged her to his seat: "Sit down, my son, why are you making trouble?"

Yue Jianxi is a little innocent: "I'm not making trouble, I'm really drinking for a show, and I won't get drunk after a thousand cups!"

She has snow worms around, sobering her up all the time, she can really stay drunk from a thousand glasses, this is a proud stunt, okay?

Lian Lusheng took a piece of pastry and stuffed it directly into her mouth: "I don't like alcoholics."

Yue Jianxi was melancholy: "You don't let me show my talents, how can I beat those women."

"Didn't you just grab something and eat like a rice bucket, and there are so many things to do now?" Lian Hesheng's forehead was throbbing with veins.

Originally, he thought of a once-and-for-all solution, one move could kill all the women, and he went back to play ball with Yue Jianxi in his arms.

Unexpectedly, no one else moved this woman, but she held the plate and was ready to eat.

Yue Jianxi didn't dare to speak anymore, she lowered her head and ate the pastry obediently.

Well, why is the persimmon pastry here more delicious than the one she just ate.

The more Yue Jianxi ate, the more she felt something was wrong, she looked up, oh my mother, what are so many people watching her eat.

She tilted her head and glanced at Lian Hesheng, oh, I almost forgot, she is sitting next to Persimmon, tsk tsk tsk, how many women envy and hate this.

Yue Jianxi gnawed on the hibiscus cake, and raised her delicate chin in embarrassment.

Lian Lusheng threw a silk handkerchief over: "Wipe your hands."

Yue Jianxi waved at the group of women with Lian Hesheng's silk handkerchief, and fell on Lian Hesheng's shoulder with a smile.

No talent or resourcefulness is useless, the most practical and useful thing is to hug Lian Lusheng's thigh.

"Sister, what's going on with Shizi, how did he treat that woman..."

(End of this chapter)