My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

Putting down the noodles, Uncle Zheng rubbed his hands, "Although I have a limited amount of one bowl here, you are Yue'er's friends. It's okay to give you more soup and add a few more noodles."

"Weirdo..." Ji Siwen said, was hit by Yun lightly, and stopped.

"Thank you boss." Yun lightly took over the noodle bowl, politely smiled.

Maintaining respect from the heart to the two reclusive masters. Most Yuan people pursue longevity and strength, and use strength to fight for power and lead a superior life.

There are too few people like Uncle Zheng who are so powerful but willing to become a noodle shop owner incognito. And this is not a rare way of life?

"You are about the same age as Xiaoyue'er, just call me Uncle Zheng." Uncle Zheng smiled and happily said, "You have to eat the noodles while it is hot. It won't taste good later. I'll give you some other bowls. Sheng up."

After waiting for the faces, everyone started to move together!

The noodle soup looks very simple, with thin noodles in clear broth, and three pieces of chicken, but the fragrance is very attractive!

As soon as he moved his chopsticks, Yun said lightly that they knew what Ai Yue said was delicious enough to swallow the tongue!

The chicken is fat but not greasy, tender but not woody, not greasy at all, silky and refreshing, and the delicious soup flavor has completely penetrated into the noodles.

Everyone fell into a very entangled psychology, and they could not wait to take a big mouthful and eat refreshingly, but at the same time thinking of the rule of limiting one bowl a day, they didn't dare to eat big mouthfuls, they were afraid that two or three bites would be gone.

Yun Qingyan sorted out a small bowl and gave it to Xiao Xuansheng. When he was about to enjoy the food, a gentle and magnetic voice came. The voice was as pure as snow lotus on the top of the mountain, not freezing people, but there was a kind of clarity that could not be ignored. .

"The outside seats are full, can we sit here?"

The gentle and magnetic voice seemed to be a ray of warm sun shining into my heart, and everyone who was addicted to food couldn't help but look up.

The speaker was a young man wearing a half white mask. The mask was like a jade, with holy lotus patterns on it.

The face on the left is exquisite as frost, and the facial features are exquisite as carved. A pair of gentle warm brown eyes seems to be covered with holy light, expelling all the haze, and a soft black hair is draped behind him, gently tied with a white belt, elegant Extravagance.

At the first sight of this person, Yun Qingyan almost remembered the golden-eyed teenager he met in the forest many years ago.

The deceptive and holy aura of the two of them is exactly the same, but after seeing the color of each other's eyes and hair, Yun Qingyan gave up his thoughts.

"Sit down.

This chair originally belongs to the store, so you don't need to ask our opinion. "

It turned out to be a table fight.

After Yun Qingyan saw the other side's appearance clearly, he withdrew his gaze.

"Thank you." The young man in white sat down, and beside him, a young man with fiery red hair also sat down.

Sitting on the bench, the red-haired young man was fidgeting like an ADHD boy, apparently he had never eaten in such a place, and his whole body revealed a breath of resistance.

It was the young man in white clothes, sitting upright and elegant, with an elegant and holy breath all over his body, as if not sitting in a simple noodle restaurant in an alley that is hard to find, but sitting at a magnificent banquet.

The bright gaze of the white-clothed youth swept across Yun Qingyan unconsciously, and said to Uncle Zheng, "Boss, please bring me two bowls of special fresh chicken noodles with mushrooms."