School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 830
The servant's expression was complicated, and it was difficult to say, "Most... Miss...."

"Stop talking." Most Qiyue didn't want to listen to anyone's dissuasion, so she hurriedly interrupted the servant.

Pursing her pale lips, she turned around sadly, leaving the familiar place step by step.

The air here is very fresh, the environment is very familiar, even if she closes her eyes, she will not get lost...

The servant looked at her back helplessly until she disappeared, then turned and walked into the room.

The sofa was occupied by a slender figure with disheveled smoky gray hair and a chilling aura exuding from a cold handsome face.

The servant gently put the millet porridge on the table, crossed his hands uneasily, pursed his lips, and bravely said, "Ye...Master Ye Zun, can you have some millet porridge? It's good for your stomach."

The atmosphere is silent...

The servant was embarrassed and squeezed his hands tightly.

The jet-black eyelashes trembled slightly, and opened slowly, a pair of extremely bewildering red phoenix eyes exuded a breath-taking aura.

The slender figure quickly sat up straight, and the servant stepped back timidly, thinking that he was about to get angry...

Unexpectedly, he just sat quietly, his amber eyes quietly staring at the millet porridge on the table.

The yellow millet is sandwiched with white rice grains, and there are a few red dates, which are very conspicuous. The whole bowl of porridge looks very thick and has an attractive color.

This kind of porridge looks like the one she cooks...

With an inexplicable expectation in my heart, I slowly stretched out my slender fingers, held the spoon, scooped up a spoon gently, and tasted it carefully.

The amber eyes became softer, the taste is the same...

"Who cooked it?" Putting down the spoon, he lazily raised his eyes and looked directly at the servant standing in front of him.

The servant's heartbeat quickened, and in a panic, he hurriedly lowered his head, trying to calm down the uneasiness in his heart.

Replied in a very respectful tone, "I did it."

The flickering eyes, for fear of being seen through, the servant added again, "Most...most miss, she taught me before, she knows Master Ye Zun's taste."

After listening to the servant's words, his anticipation dropped heavily, and his despair spread little by little. He no longer had the appetite to eat, and fell down on the sofa with a dead heart.

"Ye... Ye Zun...."

"roll!"

Before the servant could finish his trembling words, he suppressed the anger in his heart and growled.

The servant couldn't help trembling slightly, his hands crossed more nervously, wanting to dissuade him, but also very afraid of his strong aura, in the end, he could only bite his lip, lower his head and quickly walk away from the dangerous place.

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In the dim street, the most July is walking slowly...

Passing through the bustling crowd, she got into a fast food restaurant with a sad mind. After ordering a fast food, she put her chin in her hands and sighed deeply.

The slender and proud figure followed her all the time, sat down in a corner she couldn't see, ordered a fast food like hers, stared deeply at her thin figure with dark eyes, and felt a faint pain in her heart stand up.

"Dididi..." The phone rang presumptuously in his pocket.

Qiyue answered the phone as if in a daze, "Hello."

"Ye Zun is about to board the plane, are you really not going to save him?" Gu Lanlan's crisp voice came over the phone.

boarding...

These two words, like a needle prick, stabbed her heart again, so painful that her tears couldn't help but dripped from her eye sockets.

In fact, since noon, when she went to bring him porridge, the servant had already told her.

(End of this chapter)