"Wow, this breakfast is really rich."
In the early morning, when Shui Miaomiao was busy in the kitchen, Le Rongrong came quietly.
"How can I let you, Sanshui, cook by yourself? I'll call someone over."
"Come on." Shui Miaomiao put the lid on the pot and interrupted Le Rongrong. All the people arranged in the house yesterday were fooled away by Lan Jixuan.
"Sanshui doesn't believe me. The people I arrange are all trustworthy and strict with their words..."
In fact, Lan Jixuan's words were somewhat effective, and he would not be easily coaxed. Holding the spatula, Shui Miaomiao silently watched Le Rongrong's solo performance.
Le Rongrong waved her hands and showed an embarrassed smile, "Forget it, this house belongs to Sanshui anyway, so Sanshui is the one who makes the decision."
"mine?"
"Yes, I gave it to you Sanshui."
Shui Miaomiao was about to refuse.
Le Rongrong changed the subject very naturally, "What is in this cage? It smells so good."
The corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and with a hint of hatred, Shui Miaomiao replied with itchy teeth, "Three-color flower scroll."
"Sanshui also makes this, can I try one?"
"It's better not to have it." Shui Miaomiao said hesitantly. Lord Tuo Yan asked for this flower scroll by name. He didn't expect that he would actually wake up early in the morning and do it here.
But it has already been steamed, so I still admit it. Who knows how pretentious Tuo Yanjun is.
"If you're hungry, the porridge will be ready in a moment."
Le Rongrong glanced at the basket, then returned to Shui Miaomiao, watching her stirring the porridge, and asked casually, "Why?"
"Poisoned."
Hearing the joking voice, Shui Miaomiao froze for a moment and gritted her teeth. To be honest, she really wanted to ensure that Tuo Yanjun couldn't eat it.
Tuo Yanjun appeared at the window last night, climbed over easily, and looked at Shui Miaomiao teasingly. "Where's my Hanamaki?"
"It's not that it's poisonous." Shui Miaomiao said angrily, refusing to give Tuo Yanjun a serious look. Just now Le Rongrong said that the house was given to me, so I will block the window in a while.
"I can let you eat one first."
Tuo Yanjun said calmly, ignoring Le Rongrong in the kitchen the whole time and going his own way.
With a wave of his hand, he lifted the lid of the cage, and the Zangjun Sword raised a steaming scroll, caught it firmly, and then stretched it out in front of Shui Miaomiao.
Does Zangjunjian know that you treat him this way? As a shovel.
Shui Miaomiao looked at the flower roll on the tip of her nose speechlessly.
The one who got mad took a big bite, but she was too busy to eat anyway.
Damn, it’s hot.
However, Shui Miaomiao was still stubborn, as if the flower roll in her mouth was the flesh torn from Tuo Yanjun's body, staring at Tuo Yanjun and swallowing it bitterly.
"It doesn't look poisonous."
"That's not necessarily the case." Shui Miaomiao said through gritted teeth.
"Do you want to go back with me?" Tuo Yanjun raised his eyebrows and took back the Zangjun Sword with his hand. The flower scroll was thrown up high, and then it fell accurately into the person's hand. He raised his hand and took a big mouthful.
Shui Miaomiao hasn't reacted yet.
Tuo Yanjun jumped up to the window again, glanced at Shui Miaomiao who was still in a daze, and raised a faint smile that he didn't even notice, "Order lunch, fried mandarin duck belly, three crispy soup, and quail cooked with flowers, although I may not come back at noon, but when I come back I must see hot dishes. If I don’t see the dishes, I can’t keep my mouth shut. Also, that basket of three-color flower rolls is mine. Who dares to touch me? Who will die?"
After saying that, Tuo Yanjun disappeared and he didn't know what to do.
Shui Miaomiao sneered, and the spatula in her hand was suddenly broken into two pieces. She knew that Tuo Yanjun would do this, so she didn't let Le Rongrong touch the cage.
But I didn’t expect Tuo Yanjun to really treat this as a restaurant!
She has never heard of those dish names, please be considerate of her modern soul.
"Wow!"
Unfortunately, no one can understand.
Le Rongrong acted like a little fan girl, looking at the window where Tuo Yanjun disappeared, and said excitedly, "It must be Yi Yao Ling Jun! Yi Yao Ling Jun, it's really him! I didn't expect to be able to get in touch with Yi Yao at such a close distance Lord Yao Ling, it’s such an honor!”
"pleasure?"
"I've only heard of it before, but up close, it turns out that he is as handsome as a human being."
Shui Miaomiao seemed to have swallowed hundreds of flies and was speechless.
But it cannot be denied that Tuo Yanjun's skin is still good, otherwise he would not always be compared with Wen Renxian, but even if his skin is perfect, it cannot wrap up the dark and flowing soul inside.
"snort!"
Throwing the spatula split in two in her hand to the ground, she wasn't sure whether Lord Tuo Yan would talk loudly about Wen Renxian's work for him, so she could only endure it.
However, Le Rongrong did not realize Shui Miaomiao's bitterness and hatred, and stopped admiring Tuo Yanjun, "I heard that Tuo Yanjun never approaches women."
"He needs to be close." Shui Miaomiao said disdainfully.
"Ah, what did you say?" Le Rongrong turned around.
"No, it's nothing." Shui Miaomiao waved her hands timidly. She thought that Tuo Yanjun's fear of women was something she could use.
At that time, maybe he would strike with a sword and my life would end.
"I saw that he interacted closely with you, and the cage of three-color flower scrolls you made was made for him." Le Rongrong's teasing tone sounded like she had seen some shocking gossip.
"Intimacy! I think you are blind!"
"I'm pretty sure about people. Otherwise, how could I hold an auction for you, Sanshui? The way he looks at you~"
"Can we not mention him?" Shui Miaomiao said angrily.
Seeing that Shui Miaomiao seemed to be really angry, Le Rongrong quickly waved her hands and coaxed, "Don't mention it, it seems that someone has a wrong heart."
"Hiss~" Shui Miaomiao gasped. She really wanted to open Le Rongrong's head to see if any of her tendons were placed in the wrong place today.
How could anyone develop a crush on a man who would basically kick him when they met him? Moreover, if Lord Tuo Yan really had a crush on him, he wouldn't be able to get over it.
Look at how beautiful the writing is. The male protagonist is naturally afraid of women and can only touch the heroine. Why can't he, Tuo Yanjun, develop from this angle?
Obviously, he is not the hero, nor is he the heroine himself.
"By the way, I didn't ask you yesterday, so I stayed up all night just wondering where Sanshui could get you a substitute. It's perfect."
Turning his eyebrows, Shui Miaomiao raised a fox-like smile and nodded his chin at the window where Tuo Yanjun left.
"Yiyao Lingjun is cheating!" Le Rongrong instantly understood what Shui Miaomiao meant. She covered her mouth in shock and stared at Shui Miaomiao, "Isn't this love?"
Have you dug a hole for yourself again?
Shui Miaomiao frowned and decided not to give Le Rongrong a chance to mention this matter again, "Do you have any serious business here today?"
"Of course there is." Seeing that Shui Miaomiao was about to issue an eviction order, Le Rongrong reluctantly gave up her idea of knocking CP, "The auction will start in a few days, I came to Sanshui to ask for it." This thing, I need to print the image to make an auction brochure and distribute it."
The kitchen was quiet for a while.
Shui Miaomiao opened the lid of the pot and put the porridge into a bowl. "Can you ensure the safety of the things?"
"Of course." Le Rongrong seemed to be amused by Shui Miaomiao's words, "If I can't do this, what qualifications do I have to continue driving?"
"There are special restrictions. No one except me can open it before the transaction is completed. If you use force, you will only get a pile of worthless dust."
Shui Miaomiao glanced sideways at Le Rongrong. Are they going to die together?
"Don't worry. If something is damaged in Lotte Suiyuan, compensation will be based on the original price of the item."
