Chapter 233
"Ying, Paimeng! You've come to Liyue too!"

Seeing the person coming, Xiangling excitedly opened her slender eyebrows that were slightly frowned after being showered, and threw herself in front of the blonde girl. Just about to have a bear hug with Ying, she remembered that she was completely soaked, and the water droplets floated like butterfly wings. On the eyelashes, the whiteness revealed by the clammy collar was reflected in Ying's eyes.

I didn't expect Xiang Ling to have such a good figure.

"Hey, Xiangling, who are these two?"

Hu Tao, who was wearing a long dark red mandarin jacket, straightened her dark red hair. The fire element surged, evaporating the water vapor in her hair. The plum blossom eyes flashed. She stretched out her fingers to cover her lips, and put on the hexagonal hat. On the board, smilingly looking at Ying and Paimeng who stepped into Wanmin Hall cautiously.

"We are travelers from Mond! I am Paimon, and her name is Ying."

Paimeng looked at the walnut in front of him curiously. The most impressive thing was the pupils, which had a very peculiar pattern of plum blossoms.

"My name is Hu Tao, the seventh-generation hall master of No. 70 Hall of Past Life, a guest from Monde? Are you interested in considering the discounts offered by our Hall of Past Life?"

Before Xiangling could speak, Hu Tao quickly drew closer to Ying, their cheeks were close, and Mei Hua's red eyes exuded obvious excitement.

"The hall of death... the master?"

Ying was frightened by Hu Tao's action and took a step back. Paimon stood in front of Ying, staring suspiciously at Hu Tao, who was more mature than himself.

"Are you the hall master Zhong Li mentioned?"

Hearing Paimon's question, the smile on Hu Tao's face froze suddenly, and a flash of surprise flashed in Mei Hua's eyes.

"You guys also know Mr. Zhongli? That's great!"

"Then you must know about the business of the Hall of Resurrection. Although you two don't seem to need it now, you can buy it and put it away first. Anyway, it won't be worse than you..."

Excitedly, Hu Tao pulled Pai Meng away, grabbed Ying's little hand, and enthusiastically introduced the business of Xiangshengtang to her.

When Hu Nuo was chattering non-stop, a towel flew over to cover Hu Nuo's head and also covered her wet upper body.

"Hmm... who is it, who is stopping me from promoting the business of Xiangshengtang!"

Pulling off the white towel covering his head, Hu Nuo puffed up half of his face and looked in the direction where the towel flew.

Before Hu Tao could see clearly, a playful Xiang Ling rushed over, covered Hu Tao's head with the towel she just found, and carried her to the side of the stove, not forgetting to explain to Ying who was waiting beside her. .

"Ying, wait for me outside first, wait for me to take this guy..."

Before he finished speaking, Hu Tao waved his exposed hands in the air and grabbed the piece of cheongsam on Xiangling's thigh.

"Stop it! Nutella!"

Xiangling blushed and grabbed Hu Tao's fingers, but the head-covered Hall Master Hu clasped his palm, his fingers overlapped, and Xiang Ling's other hand was busy covering Hall Master Hu's head. Twisted together, almost fell to the wet ground.

"Do you really need our help?"

Paimon scratched his head suspiciously.

"No, I can handle it..."

Xiangling and Hutao twisted all the way to the closet where the ingredients were kept, neither of them let go, and fell into a stalemate.

"Then Ying and I... come back after you pack up?"

Paimeng looked hesitantly at Xiangling and Hutao who were wrestling together, and led Ying to walk outside Wanmin Hall.

It just so happened that they still had a commission to clean up the Qiuqiu people in the Adventurer's Association, and the Adventurer's Association where sister Lan belonged to was not far from Wanmintang.

Ying and Paimeng had just walked away when Xiangling and Walnut wrestled together and fell to the floor of the kitchen. Xiangling's back fell on the splashing ground, her calf was cold and itchy, and the walnut pressed against her body There was light in Meihua's eyes, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

"I won! Xiangling!"

Hu Tao pressed Xiang Ling's shoulders, stared at the somewhat fleshy face of the girl under him, then bent down under the suspicious eyes of the other party, and took a bite at Xiang Ling's round face.

Xiangling was startled, her head subconsciously tilted back, and hit the back of her head, she put her hands behind her head in pain, and asked Hu Tao stutteringly: "You... what are you doing?"

"Xiangling's face is like a rabbit, soft! It's also sweet!"

Hu Tao's eyes shone with excitement, she pressed her head down again as she spoke, put her arms around Xiang Ling's neck, and bit her face again.

The tongue lightly touched Xiangling's cheek, the warm, moist and soft feeling made the little cook's face turn red into an apple instantly, and before she could push the walnut away, the other party left a few more on her face. Tooth marks.

Finally, when Ying delivered the commission and returned to the clean Manmin Hall, she looked at the tooth marks on Xiangling's face with question marks, and Hall Master Hu, who was humming a strange nursery rhyme, bouncing away from the restaurant.

"It's finally finished."

Xiangling jumped down from the kitchen counter and hung up the kitchen curtain outside the door.

After all this tossing, Wanmintang has already missed the best breakfast time for business, and the workers at the dock have already started to work. Xiangling sighed slightly, and then walked out of the kitchen with vigor.

Fortunately, Dad didn't find the messy Manmin Hall.

"Ying, Paimeng, I want to eat something, I treat you!"

After changing her clothes, the playful and lovely Xiangling held a small note and charcoal pen in her hands, and her sunny smile became more and more kind with the swing of the rice cake at her waist.

She subconsciously thought that Ying and Paimeng came to Wanmin Hall for breakfast, and Xiangling widened her eyes in embarrassment after being delayed for such a long time, but it also made the teeth marks on her face more obvious.

"We're not here for dinner..."

Ying just wanted to borrow the stove from Wanmin Hall to make balm, but Paimon ordered food without hesitation.

"Two plates of stir-fried pork slices, plus two glasses of grape juice!"

Xiangling tilted her head slightly, her hair was coated with a soft golden light by the sun: "Okay, is there anything else important?"

"A plate of marinated Duxian, a bowl of rice, and a glass of chilled grape juice."

Ying was just about to answer, when she heard a familiar boy's voice behind her. Looking back, the words on her lips turned into a surprised question: "Famas?"

Famas suddenly appeared with the foxtail in his mouth, walked to Ying's side, pulled the bench and sat down.

"Famas! Sure enough, all three of you have come to Liyue!"

Xiangling excitedly ran to Famas's side, and looked up and down at the familiar boy in red.

"I still have the bell, Xiangling, what about a treat?"

Before Ying had time to ask where Famas had been these days, the boy in red took the golden bell from Xiangling from his waist and placed it on the wooden table.

"Of course it's my treat! Let go and eat."

Rubbing her face hard, trying to erase the tooth marks left by walnut, Xiangling took the order and went back to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients. Ying finally had time to grab Farmas' wrist: "Famas... after so many days, Where did you go?"

(End of this chapter)

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