Transmigration: Rural Sweet Wife

Murong Ting looked at his bowl all of a sudden to this pile of bitter gourd, heart five flavor heavy miscellaneous.

Obviously, Murong Ting didn't know how to describe it. He was happy that the little girl had brought food for him. However, it was obvious that song qiuer added bitter gourd to him, which made Murong Ting laugh.

It's too hard for me to believe that the little girl didn't mean to bring this dish to me. Obviously, I'm making the little girl angry. Look at this, isn't it the little girl's revenge?

Besides, others may not know her own taste, but this little girl can't understand how much she hates bitter gourd. Sometimes, she has no choice but to eat some when she gets angry. But now, how can she have this kind of situation recently? This dish is also prepared for Huoxi and Mujiang.

At this time, Murong Ting suddenly began to miss Huo Xi and Mu Jiang. If Mu Jiang and Huo Xi were here at this time, they would not have eaten.

In the resplendent restaurant, three men were drunk in it.

"Ah, cut." Two orderly and in step voices sounded in the air. Because of this sound, Huo Xi and Mu Jiang touched their nose. They were all wondering who was scolding me.

With the money given by Murong Ting, the three of them eat and drink in the restaurant. They feel bitter but can't stop complaining. Murong Ting is really a man who forgets his friends when he sees his sex. Seeing that he has been with him for such a long time, they have been in trouble together. But now, song qiuer has managed to cook by himself and reward them with a good meal.

Wait until finish, directly call no one to beat him and two awesome Jiang, let the phantom knock dizzy, throw oneself into the restaurant, say is to force oneself money, let oneself eat here and drink big, finally Murong court reimbursement.

However, I want to taste song qiuer's craftsmanship. It's very good now. I've been eaten up by the smelly man Murong ting.

Huo Xi took the drumstick in his hand, as if he was imagining the appearance of Murong Ting, tore it off and chewed it in his mouth.

"Forget what you see!" Hush said fiercely, "belch. Yes, you're right. " Only heard in the room, two people have been drinking wine burp, began to agree with one voice, accuse this Murong court of evil.

Mujiang had been waiting for song qiuer's food with great joy, but when he opened his eyes again, he was already in the box of zuixianlou. There was no song qiuer in the box. Of course, there was no murongting.

Mujiang said that his physical fitness was weak, so he woke up later than Huo Xi.

Only seeing the phantom looking at himself, and looking at Huo Xi looking at himself, his eyes were full of complaints. Mu Jiang was a little strange.

But mirage watched Mujiang wake up and yell out to serve food. Then the maid outside came in and brought up all kinds of delicacies Mujiang had never tasted.

Nevertheless, Mujiang was always restless when he ate. The phantom saw Mujiang's sight and turned away from the door from time to time. He thought to himself and asked, "are you waiting for song qiuer?"

"Ah, yes." Mu Jiang found that he had been poked in his mind and began to feel embarrassed.

"Then you wait. She won't come back." Mirage cold throw out this sentence, the words are full of resentment, vent their resentment to the dishes, and began to grab the last lion head on the table with Huoxi.

"Ah, why?" Mujiang thought at first that song qiuer had messed up and planned to set up a table for himself in zuixianlou. As a result, he found that it didn't seem like this?

"Now, she should have a good meal with my master." At this point, it is difficult to cover up the resentment in the mirage discourse.

Song qiuer has tasted his own craft. It's true that compared with the cooks outside, the fire is not appropriate. However, in terms of the novelty of the dish, it's unique.

So sometimes, mirage also likes to taste song qiuer's cooking, and thinks it's a surprise.

As a result, this time, song qiuer had just finished, and he was ordered by his master to take the two men out for dinner. In his heart, phantom was still full of resentment.

"That..." before Mujiang finished speaking, he was poured a bowl of good wine by mirage in the bowl. He said to Mujiang, "drink!"

Mujiang was in a dilemma. After thinking about it, he sighed and said nothing, so he had to drink it.

Mirage watched Mujiang finish the wine and continued: "well, I know what you have to say, but my task today is to take you to play and not let you go back. So if you plan to go back, I advise you to think about it. My Lord said, at least we can go back tomorrow."

Mirage thought of this, his heart is full of depression, this said, he also has two choices, one is to get these two people drunk, so three people drunk, three people sleep in the restaurant, the next day to go back.

Second, three big men go out and go shopping side by side? Mirage a thought of this, can't stop a chill, this idea, think about it.

Thinking about it, he added another bowl to Mujiang and Huo Xi. It's a big deal to get drunk. Anyway, song qiuer is taking care of his master. If you say that, I'm afraid that his master is happy now, but I can't think of it. Thinking about it, phantom is depressed and drinks one cup after another directly.

However, mirage didn't expect that this time, he really guessed wrong. At this time, Murong Ting really thought of them.

Murong Ting, under the attention of her little girl, only felt that she was in a dilemma. She had to say that she had eaten it. Now she was holding this bitter gourd, but she really couldn't do it.

Thinking of this, Murong Ting's face looks embarrassed.

But at this time, it happened that her little girl was still looking at herself with a smile. In her words, she looked at herself with tenderness and asked, "why don't you eat it? Is it that I don't make it delicious?"

Murong Ting felt that the sweat on his head was dropping down little by little. He was brave enough to say that although his little girl looked at him and her eyes were full of tenderness, he could clearly feel that she really wanted to swallow him alive.

If I don't eat this bitter gourd now, my little girl will eat her next second.

Although I wanted to eat little girl, I didn't want to eat her so much. This "eat" is not that "eat". Murong Ting thinks of this, smiles at Song qiuer, and plans to use the beauty trick again. He says to song qiuer, "does Qiu Er really want to watch me eat? Qiu'er must know that I don't like this any more. "

There are a lot of grievances in the words, but song qiuer was provoked by Murong court just now. He was angry and annoyed that he was willing to take care of them.