"You're late, there's no food left."
In Zhongnan City, the Lan family wanted to know the whereabouts of several people but it was not easy to find out. But even if Lan Jixuan speeded up, he could only finish the things at hand until nightfall.
I hurried to the Qinghuan Banquet and was led to the top floor. What I heard was Hua Yixian's words.
Hua Yixian was sitting on the window with a pot of wine, looking down at the people coming and going below, drinking for herself without even looking at Lan Jixuan.
He sent his pigeons to Hua Yixian several times, never expecting to get Hua Yixian's smiling face, but he didn't see Shui Miaomiao's either.
On the chaise chair beside them, Shui Miaomiao and Leng Ningchi were huddled together. Shui Miaomiao was trapped by a flower rope and was thinking hard, completely unaware of Lan Jixuan's arrival.
Finally, Leng Ningchi glanced at Lan Jixuan, nodded, and said hello, and then the air became quiet.
The maid who led the way outside the door asked at the right time, "Young Master Hua, that golden fragrant glutinous drink is about to be stewed."
"Yes!" Shui Miaomiao gave up the flower rope, raised her head, and smiled at Lan Jixuan at the door, "Yo! No wonder you're here, those glutinous ones are said to be limited edition, one per table, freshly made. It tastes best when eaten. Hua Yixian said that I must wait until you come before starting to cook it. I am so greedy that my brain is spinning, so this game of flower rope does not count."
Leng Ningchi shook his head, rejected Shui Miaomiao's fallacy, and drew the last horizontal line under his name on the scorebook.
The character '正' is one horizontal line compared to the character 'zheng'. How can a word be so miserable?
Lan Jixuan's smile hadn't even risen when he heard Lu Jin Xiang Nuo Drink, Hua Yixian turned down from the window and complained, "Miaomiao, how can you dismantle me!"
Shui Miaomiao suddenly became interested in tea, "Ah, yes, but I'm just telling the truth."
The maid was very aware of the current affairs and closed the door of the private room without making any sound. Then she went to tell the people in the kitchen that the golden fragrant glutinous drink was ready.
"Brother Hua."
"Hmph." Hua Yixian's nostrils turned upward.
Lan Jixuan stepped forward, picked up the unused wine glass on the table, bent down and handed it to him with a bow, and said in a slightly dramatic drawl, "I apologize to Brother Hua."
Shui Miaomiao couldn't help laughing. Hua Yixian glanced at her and filled Lan Jixuan's glass with the wine bottle in his arms.
"I accept it, come on, do it!" Hua Yixian said proudly, raising his head to use the wine bottle, while Lan Jixuan also drank the wine in the glass.
When the wine glasses and jugs collide, grudges are dispersed with a smile.
In fact, it was not a big deal. Hua Yixian received the letter from Lan Jixuan and ran back happily, but there was no one to play with him.
Hua Yixian has a bad temper, he is big-tempered, and always needs to be coaxed. Who knows that he was brought up by a group of sisters who pampered him.
But it only needs coaxing. Although it feels delicate, it is not annoying at all.
Shui Miaomiao, who was watching the show on the side, clapped her hands and said, "Quick, let's talk, we need background music here."
The little puppy, who was lying next to the chaise longue with his eyes closed and concentrating, was patted on the head innocently. He reluctantly opened his eyes and let out a sleepy and lackluster roar, "Ooooo, oooh~~"
The whole room burst into laughter, and the estrangement that had not been seen for many years disappeared in an instant.
This golden-flavored glutinous drink was really fragrant, and Shui Miaomiao said she wanted to eat a big bowl.
The consciousness of a foodie is to enjoy the complete color, aroma and taste of a sweet drink even if it involves bleeding.
Leng Ningchi gave his half of the lamp to Shui Miaomiao, and looked at Shui Miaomiao with a satisfied smile on his face. He gently touched Shui Miaomiao with his hand wrapped in red string.
She is a modern person, but she can't play with the ancients when playing with the rope.
But it seems that it should be, this is what the ancients invented.
No, she must fight for her reputation and get a "correct" word.
Shui Miaomiao lowered her gaze to Lan Jixuan, "I want to apply for foreign aid."
Jumping off the chaise longue, Shui Miaomiao rushed forward and took Lan Jixuan's arm, pulling him over without any explanation.
Leng Ningchi frowned slightly.
"You can also call for foreign aid." Shui Miaomiao turned her head and looked at Hua Yixian.
"Forget it." Leng Ningchi followed Shui Miaomiao's eyes and looked back silently, "I'm afraid he doesn't even understand the rules."
"What do you mean, looking down on people! It's just for a little girl to play. If there's anything difficult, get out of the way and let me do it!" Hua Yixian raised his sleeves and walked over sharpening his knife.
This was just a game of turning the flower rope. Shui Miaomiao, who was pushed aside by Hua Yixian, dared to be angry but dared not speak out, but it didn't take a while.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Lan Jixuan, come on."
"Ningchi is awesome, come on, Ningchi, kill these guys!" Shui Miaomiao immediately changed sides, cheering behind Leng Ningchi.
Lan Jixuan nodded. Although he had never played before, he understood the rules after watching a few games.
"Come on Ningchi."
"Lan Jixuan, you are the best, crush them all!"
"Ning Chi is the most powerful!"
The two cheerleading teams, Shui Miaomiao and Hua Yixian, also come and go.
Just an ordinary childhood game.
The four adults were having a great time huddled together. The more they fought, the braver they became, and the laughter filled the room. It was a rare moment of leisure and innocence in the world of gods and demons. I really hope this atmosphere can continue forever.
The sky was slightly cool, but the rain was pouring down.
Shui Miaomiao felt dizzy with dizziness. Listening to the sound of thunderstorm coming from the window, she tried hard to open her eyelids, and what she saw seemed to be the box of Qinghuan Banquet.
I felt like there was a warm and fluffy heater next to me. I rubbed it unconsciously a few times before I opened my eyes completely and met the loveless eyes of the little puppy.
It turned out that Shui Miaomiao was sleeping on the floor, and she even hugged the puppy and used it as a pillow.
Although she woke up, Shui Miaomiao had no intention of letting go of the little puppy. She even rubbed it deliberately and recalled what happened last night.
Who ordered the last drink last night? Still strong!
It was also because she was worried about Shui Miaomiao's health that she drank the least and was woken up by the sound of wind and rain outside.
Leng Ning sat on the chaise longue, huddled tightly, looking very insecure.
In the end, Lan Jixuan seemed to be dragged to the table by Hua Yixian to have a drink.
So Lan Jixuan sat on the stool, bent over the table, and his sleeping posture was quite elegant.
Where is Hua Yixian! Where is Immortal Huayi!
Shui Miaomiao searched around and found that it had rolled under the table along with many wine bottles.
"Go and lick your master awake."
Shui Miaomiao patted the little puppy on the back, held on to the decorative items on the side for support, stood up unsteadily, and staggered to close the leaky window.
look back.
The little puppy sat there without moving. Judging from the farce last night, holding herself and asking herself if she would become a human, this woman had already made up her mind.
The little puppy was too lazy to understand, but he insisted on defending the last bit of dignity, that is, he was a wolf and not a dog!
Under Shui Miaomiao's smiling and silent gaze, the little puppy gave in, stepped forward with its tail between its legs, and woke Hua Yixian Tian.
Lan Jixuan heard all kinds of noises and woke up vaguely.
Upon seeing this, Shui Miaomiao walked towards the imperial concubine and gently woke up Leng Ningchi.
