Dressed as a villain's wife

Chapter 285 Miss Xiao and Young Master Lu

Hearing the sneer from the box next door, Eleven's expression suddenly darkened.

He wanted to step forward to question, but was held back by Twelve.

"Twelve, let go." Eleven said in a low voice with a grim expression on his face.

"Brother, let's go, don't spend too much time talking with those people."

Twelve pulled people and was about to go out.

Even if they all have official positions now, it's better not to cause trouble in this place where throwing a stone at will can kill a whole number of courtiers.

"Miss Xiao's words are wrong." A male voice sounded, with a touch of alienation in his tone.

"Mr. Lu!" The female voice was a little annoyed, as if she was afraid that the so-called Mr. Lu would be dissatisfied with herself, and then explained: "My father said that this hot pot came from the palace. You're such a fool, if you just open your mouth and say that this hot pot is not good, if it spreads, it will be disrespectful to that person in the palace."

Miss Xiao blushed because of her anxiety, and she looked at the boy opposite with a little shyness and admiration in her eyes.

My father finally let Mr. Lu accompany him on this trip.

Don't let him be dissatisfied with himself because of these small things.

"It's just that people have different tastes." The man called Mr. Lu just smiled at Miss Xiao and didn't say much.

Shen Wenchen outside the door thought for a while listening to their words.

Then he glanced at the red soup base in the box just now.

Did this hot pot come from the palace?
For the somewhat familiar voice, Shen Wenchen probably had a guess.

The voices are so similar, and the same surname is Lu, there may be no one else except him.

"Let's go, take us for another stroll." Shen Wenchen patted Eleven on the shoulder, signaling him not to be impulsive.

Shen Wenchen opened his mouth, and on Eleventh he snorted coldly towards the door of the box room, and walked away with them with a face full of anger after paying the bill.

This meal cost four, two or five dollars.

Thinking of the smell just now, Shen Wenchen shook his head.

"This food is not delicious. Next time I have a chance, I will ask your sister-in-law to make it for you."

Eleven and Twelve looked at each other, a little surprised, could it be that the new sister-in-law relied on her good cooking skills to make Brother Shen fall in love with her?
"Didn't the people there say that the hot pot came from the palace? Xin, Xin sister-in-law, will you?"

Twelve smiled.

Knowing that they misunderstood, Shen Wenchen didn't explain, but only had a proud face: "Your sister-in-law is naturally the best."

Although the two young men felt strange, they didn't say much. They just took Shen Wenchen to the famous food street in Kyoto.

In the private room, Lu Fengyun was dressed in brocade clothes, and he was no longer the downcast when he first arrived.

The young man is not as good as double ten now, his face is like a crown of jade, and the corners of his mouth always curl slightly, looking indifferent and alienated but not annoying.

Even with a smile on his face, Lu Fengyun's brows were still slightly wrinkled when he watched Miss Xiao shyly serve her food.

What kind of hot pot is this!

Even the bottom of the pot he made with chili soup is more fragrant than this one!
With this taste of hot pot, it would be disgusting to put it in the cafeteria of your own university!

"Young master Lu, eat more." Miss Xiao is now in her prime, and she knows in her heart that her father let the two of them come out today because she has taken a fancy to him.

Although Lu Fengyun's family background is not good, but he is knowledgeable and handsome, so she is willing to marry him.

Thinking of this, Miss Xiao's face turned a little red again.

Seeing her like this, Lu Fengyun's throat tightened, and his hands holding the chopsticks tightened.

Blame him for being careless.

You shouldn't believe Mr. Xiao's words, as long as he doesn't come out, he won't be entangled by Miss Xiao.

In the end, the three of Shen Wenchen didn't go to any restaurants and restaurants, and randomly picked a snack stall that Shi Yi was familiar with and sat down to eat.

"Ma'am, here are three bowls of wontons, and some pancakes." After ordering something at Eleven, she beckoned Twelve and Shen Wenchen to sit down.

"Okay, are three biscuits enough?" The aunt recognized Shi Shi as a regular customer and asked with a smile.

"Six biscuits, keep them hot."

After finishing speaking, Eleven turned to look at Twelve and Shen Wenchen again: "The wontons from this aunt's house are delicious, and the sesame seed cakes are also delicious! You all have to try them later!"

Eleven said cheerfully.

"Okay." Twelve was also hungry, and curled his lips when he thought of the hot pot he had just eaten.

For four, two or five dollars, it's really a loss to eat such a taste.

The aunt moved quickly, and brought three bowls of wontons over in a short while.

The portion of the wonton is ample, the size of a large bowl, and the glutton in the steaming stomach responds.

"Eat, eat, this is good!" Eleven said cheerfully, Twelve smiled and took the chopsticks he handed over, and Shen Wenchen saw something was wrong.

The aunt was busy serving wontons, and the one standing beside her was a little girl, wasn't she?

The girl was wearing a beige sarong, the sleeves were slightly rolled up, and she was helping to knead the dough.

"How's this wonton? Is it delicious?" Eleven saw that Twelve had a bite, and then leaned over to ask.

Twelve looked at Eleven and nodded, "It's delicious."

He said it was delicious, but Twelve felt strange in his heart.

The taste of this wonton was the same as he ate it, why did Eleven like it so much?
Shen Wenchen also took a sip, but didn't say whether it was good or not, so Shi Shi became a little anxious.

"Brother Shen, how is it? Is it delicious?"

"I think your kid's heart is not on this wonton, but on other girls?" Shen Wenchen suppressed a laugh, and his voice was very low.

Just now on the way, Twelve said to eat noodles, and Eleven wailed and said that he would take them to eat at a food stall he was familiar with.

This side is in two directions from the martial arts training ground where he spends every day, and his mansion is also far away from one side, so why does he run to eat here every day?
Since he just sat down, he has been looking at other girls from time to time, which is too obvious.

"Brother Shen!" Eleven was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed to refute.

In the end, he just yelled and said nothing.

Twelve just wanted to ask if it was true, when he saw the girl coming over with six sesame seed cakes.

"Guest officer, the biscuits you want."

The little girl didn't stay long after she finished speaking, she turned around and went back to continue kneading the dough.

Seeing the girl leave, Twelve stared at Eleven with wide eyes and asked in a low voice, "Eleven, don't you really like her girl?"

"What do you know, little doll?" Eleven's ears turned red, but she was not telling the truth.

"I'm just one year younger than you." Twelve rolled his eyes and wanted to ask again, but he remembered what happened a few days ago, and suddenly became a little hesitant.

"You, you don't want to harm other girls."

"What are you talking about?" Eleven glared at Twelve, feeling a little depressed again.

Shen Wenchen held sesame seed cakes in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and they knew something was up just like that.

"What are you doing? Didn't you marry a wife on Eleventh? It's not good to have a sweetheart."

Now that everyone has official positions, at least they have established careers, and naturally no one will say much about getting married.

Eleven looked hesitant, but just shook his head and didn't say anything.

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