Cute little jade rabbit: the fox king wants to hug

Chapter 168 You're welcome, drink!

Mo Anu returned to the Longqing Hall, sat down in front of the table, with a cold face, grabbed the chicken leg and tore a mouthful.

"Anu, what's wrong?"

Lu Zhiyun looked at her with a frown, and then looked up at the other side.

Seeing that Su Ling and Tuoba Qing were not there, I guessed half of them in my heart.

She must have met those two when she went out and got blocked.

"It's okay, I'm hungry again after going out to fill up the water."

Moanu didn't want to mention the lake.

After gnawing on the chicken leg, he felt a scorching gaze fall on him. He frowned slightly and raised his face.

Hua Wuque frowned tightly, staring at her with a pair of long and narrow eyes.

She gestured to him with the middle finger, then lowered her head and continued to eat.

"Anu, you are a foodie."

Lu Zhiyun also saw Hua Wuque's eyes, turned his head to look at Xueyan's pale complexion, turned back and whispered to her.

As soon as the words fell, her lips were blocked.

She lowered her head and saw Mo Anu holding the chicken leg to her mouth, she tore it off and spat with a blushing face.

This Mo Anu always has the ability to drive people crazy.

"Have you seen the ghost?"

She took out a Jinpa and wiped the oil on her mouth, and asked in a low voice.

"Ah."

Mo Anu's chopsticks were flying, and he replied in a muffled voice.

"He, really wants to marry the third princess?"

Mo Anu took a short breath and slapped the chopsticks on the table.

"Drink or not?"

Mo Anu beckoned to the maid and asked for a pot of Hua Luochun.

Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Lu Zhiyun shut his mouth, silently watched her fill the wine glass, and asked, "Why didn't you pour it for me?"

Glancing at her sideways, Mo Anu drank it all in one gulp, stuck out his tongue at her and said, "One can only came out in 30 years, and this is my master's. If you want to drink it, go there yourself."

Lu Zhiyun glared at her, raised his head and was about to ask the maid for a drink, when he saw Tuoba Qingyun, the second prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty who was at the male guest table opposite, walking towards her.

She poked Mo Anu and motioned her to look over.

Mo Anu looked up, then turned to look at Xueyan, he laughed aloud: "Seize the opportunity!"

After speaking, he lowered his head and poured another glass of wine.

Seeing Tuoba Qingyun in white clothes slowly walking over, Xueyan hurriedly straightened her body, stood up slowly, holding a wine glass in her hand, and said with a clever smile: "Your Highness, the second prince, this palace is Qi Guo Xueyan, Yan I have seen the second prince."

After all, he handed over the wine in his hand.

Mo Anu didn't raise his head at all, he lowered his head and tore off another mouthful of the chicken leg in his hand, his spring horns slightly raised.

This snowy face is like a feisty cat, it will cock its tail wherever there are men.

After chewing and swallowing it funny, she poured another cup for herself. Just as she was about to drink it, she heard Tuoba Qingyun say: "Ask Princess Mo Xiaojun for his name, Qingyun will be honored to have a drink with you?"

She paused slightly, looked up at Tuoba Qingyun standing in front of her, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Xueyan stood holding the wine glass, stunned for a moment, her face turned red instantly, she looked down at Mo Anu and then up at Tuoba Qingyun, her eyes were slightly cold.

So, just now, he didn't look at himself, but at her?

Thinking of this, and thinking of what Mo Anu said before, when he lowered his eyes, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

She sat down resentfully, no one looked at her anymore, drank the wine in her hand, put down the glass silently, stood up, gave Mo Anu a cold look, and walked out.

Mo Anu was a little surprised.

She took the chicken leg, pointed at herself, raised her eyebrows and said, "Did you tell me?"

There was no smile on Tuoba Qingyun's handsome face, but his face was serious.

Lu Zhiyun stood up silently, hid at the next table, turned his face to Mo Anu and raised his glass, frowning anxiously.

The corners of Mo Anu's lips twitched slightly and looked away.

Putting the chicken legs on the plate, he stood up holding the wine glass in his oily little hand, and handed it over to him: "Drink!"

　Slow motion with left hand and right hand, Tuoba Qingyun, are you drinking or not?
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