Chapter 89: Don't spray rice!

Mu Yang replied, picked up the bowl and filled it with a bowl of vegetable rice, holding the bowl contentedly, and sat down next to Xiao Qi.
Just put the bowl on the table, before sitting down, Xiao Qiyi took the full bowl of rice into her hands seriously, and put her empty bowl in front of Muyang's eyes. Before the action, I picked up my chopsticks and ate a bite of rice, not forgetting to comment: "Well, it's really delicious."
Mu Yang felt that his brain was crashing, he sat down with a dull expression, reacted for a long time, and then kicked Xiao Qi's stool fiercely: "Excessive!!!"
"Puff." Gu said with a chuckle, doing bad things seriously, something Xiao Qi could do, "Xueer Qinger, you guys sit down and eat together."
"Yes, miss." Xue'er Qing'er bowed to the words of the Lord Gu. Xue'er took a seat next to Shuotian, and Qing'er took the last two bowls of rice in the bucket and handed it to Xue'er. Bowl, and then sat between Muyang and Xueer.
Xueer originally expressed extreme disgust, but seeing the rice in the bowl of Shuotian, Xueer changed his mind, took the bowl, and smiled and said to Shuotian: "Master Shuotian, this bowl of rice is for you you."
When Shuotian heard this, he habitually wanted to reach out to pick it up, but then he pulled his hand back after thinking about it: "No way, no, you can eat Miss Xueer. Brother Mu cooks very deliciously."
Xue'er smiled flexingly, "There is no reason why guests can't eat enough, I prefer to eat rice, is it because the son dislikes Xueer..."
"No, no, I didn't mean that, then thank Miss Cher."
Mu Yang was dumbfounded, is this still the fierce tigress?
No, the point is not this. I cooked my own vegetable rice, no more? Gone! ! !
I didn't eat it!
Muyang looked at Qing'er who was enjoying the food with a sad expression, and blamed you. It was obviously that you didn't let me do more, but now I was eating my meal, that was my meal! ! ! Women are really...hypocritical.
Qing'er felt Mu Yang's bitter gaze, turned her head and smiled at Mu Yang, pretending to be surprised and said, "Ah, Lord Mu has no food yet, let me serve you a bowl."
Mu Yang still looked at Qing'er sadly, watching her skillfully take her empty bowl, lift the lid of another wooden bucket, and filled a bowl full of white rice, which was as white as snow. Steaming...
I accept my fate and I can do it. I will make a pot tomorrow! Eat enough!
Mu Yang comforted herself like this, took the bowl of rice, and did not forget to say thank you very much to Qing'er.
The old man is the one who concentrated on eating the most. He took a chopsticks and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and took a bite, "Hmm! Hmm! Well, it's better than the lunch one."
The Valley Master also picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth. He didn't praise Mu Yang, but the smile on the corner of his mouth did not disappear.
Shuotian was shocked by taking a bite, and kept whispering to Xiaoqi.
Even Xue Er had to pouting her lips and was impressed by Mu Yang's cooking skills.
There should be only Xiao Qiyi present, who knows Muyang's craftsmanship.
During the days when Xingyuan City secretly protected him, it was not uncommon to see Mu Yang cooking for his friends.
Every time, the scent caught my gluttons, but I had to worry about my identity and not be able to act. I was finally able to eat it this time.
Xiao Qi suddenly became serious and asked, "Muyang, do you still remember what you promised me during the ruins?"
Mu Yang was taken aback, and briefly recalled, but did not remember...
"I... promised you what?"
Xiao Qi filled a bowl of soup, glanced at Mu Yang, and gave a very intimate reminder: "Draw lots..."
Mu Yang racked his brains to recall carefully, and suddenly, it suddenly became clear!
"Ah, yes, yes, yes, I forgot all about it. I'll do it for you when I'm done for a while. I'll take care of it."
At that time, Mu Yang just said casually, saying that he would invite Xiao Qi to eat roast duck, which Cheng thought the old and rude man still remembered.
It's not a difficult task anyway. When you have time, just make him a few more.
Others naturally heard their conversation, and Shuotian asked in confusion, "Brother Mu, what do you do?"
"It's nothing, I promised Xiao Qi to make him roast duck before."
Shuotian widened his eyes and exclaimed: "I'm going! You can still make roast duck?"
"I'll rely on you to swallow it before talking! Don't spray the rice!" Mu Yang grabbed the rice grains from his hair, extremely disgusted.
"Sorry, sorry, it's rude." Shuo Tian made a shame to everyone.
However, not only was Shuotian surprised, Xueer and Qinger also cast curious eyes.
Mu Yang finished her haircut and said naturally, "Yes, what's the problem?"
Then, everyone, including the old man, showed their energy, as if they had picked up a treasure. Even the Valley Master, who had not given Mu Yang a good face, looked at him with a smile.
Qing'er asked softly: "Then do it tomorrow, we have insight."
As soon as she finished speaking, the old man put his chopsticks off again, patted the table and reprimanded: "It's not plausible! How can you always trouble the guests to cook?"
She was so scared that Qinger quickly put down the dishes and stood up, as if she had made a big mistake, panicking: "Sorry, master, Qinger is rude. Master Mu, Qinger apologizes to you."
However, Mu Yang clearly saw ~EbookFREE.me~ the old man was winking at him quietly!
Where did Muyang still not understand what the old man meant?
Hurry up and say: "Oh, don’t blame Qing’er sister, I don’t have any other hobbies. I just love to cook. I can’t walk when I see the kitchen. It’s not easy to come here. Of course, I have to do my best , I will give you another whole table tomorrow!"
With the steps, the old man naturally went down: "Since Muyang has spoken, then forget it, Qing'er, sit back and eat, not as an example."
Gu Zhu Yu Guang glanced at Mu Yang, then looked at the old father who was secretly smiling, and shook his head. The old man's stomach seemed to be completely caught by Mu Yang.
Mu Yang looked at the somewhat restrained Shuotian sitting next to Xue'er, then looked at Xiao Qi, who was elegant and elegant next to him, and asked, "Yes, Master Qi, Xiao Tiantian, where did you go in the afternoon? Didn't you go behind my back and do shameful things?"
Shuotian almost sprayed another mouthful of rice on Muyang's face, and Xiao Qi was almost caught by the fishbone in his mouth. This guy dared to say anything, besides, there were girls here.
Xiao Qiyi slapped the back of Mu Yang's head and explained: "Don't talk nonsense, I just helped Shuotian take a portrait."
Mu Yang was slapped in a slap, and his temper came up, as if he had suffered a lot of grievance: "The two big men are going to take pictures. Isn't this a shameful thing?"
It made Shuotian quite embarrassed, so he glanced at Xueer and Qinger secretly and found that they were laughing and covering their mouths.
The old man will also smile: "Haha, it's nice to be young, go out more and take some portraits, it will be a good memory in the future."
Shuotian echoed: "Master said yes, my father taught me the same way, so I like to look for the beautiful scenery of the world and record it in hand."
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