Chapter 671: One more (1/2)

Chapter 671

What do you do? One gave the other party vinegar, the other gave the other party spicy oil, but the gift of lanterns was not enough, and they also gave each other seasoning?

Mu Qingchen always felt that this scene was very eye-catching, and at the same time he felt that he was a little full, obviously he hadn't eaten dinner.

”He can't eat spicy food.” Mu Qingchen took the spicy oil from Gu Jiao's hand.

Xiao Heng narrowed his eyes to look at Gu Jiao.

What Gu Jiao was about to say, Mu Qingchen's eyes swept over, thinking about hemorrhoids again?

Gu Jiao: ”...”

I can’t make it through this stalk, right?

”Just, eat a spoonful.” Gu Jiao quickly poured half of it into the bowl, and Mu Qingchen was too late to stop it.

The taste of   dumplings is really good, especially after the spicy oil is topped with it, it is amazing, and Gu Jiao is very satisfied.

Both were eating, only Mu Qingchen was sitting dry.

Mu Qingchen didn't want to stare at them, but his eyes would fall on them unconsciously.

Gu Jiao eats and babbles, her cheeks are bulging, and she is inexplicably cute.

Mu Qingchen frowned.

How can he think a big man is cute?

He is crazy!

He glanced at the uninvited guest Long Yi again. Long Yi's eating appearance doesn't need to be described as cute, gentle and elegant, and all his gestures reveal an aura of nobleness.

To say that this was not a etiquette cultivated since childhood, Mu Qingchen didn't believe it.

Ke Mu Qingchen racked his brains, and it was also difficult to connect the person in front of him with any prince of the Shengdu family.

Is it not from Shengdu?

is also wrong, his accent is from Shengdu, and he himself admitted it.

When Mu Qingchen was puzzled, the three of Mu Chuan came over.

”Four brothers! Rokuro!”

This is Liu Lang's call, Gu Jiao did not look up, but Xiao Heng glanced at Mu Chuan.

Mu Qingchen frowned, and did not call you.

”Liu Lang, why would you ignore me when I told you?” Mu Chuan came to the table and said bitterly.

Gu Jiao sucked a dumpling and said without changing her face, ”I'm busy.”

Never admit that he didn't react.

”Are you full?” Xiao Heng asked Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao said, ”You can eat a little bit more.”

Everything is good, but the portion of the dishes is always exquisite.

Xiao Heng smiled lightly, and said: ”Save some stomach to eat the flat one.”

”Well, good!” Gu Jiao responded kindly.

Mu Qingchen frowned more tightly. She had known Gu Jiao for so long, and she had never seen Gu Jiao speak so well.

Mu Chuan gave Xiao Heng a weird look and asked, ”Liu Lang, who is this?”

Gu Jiao introduced: ”The friend I just met, Long Yi.”

”It turns out that you are called Liulang.” Xiao Heng closed the loophole that the two did not fully introduce each other's identities when they met.

Gu Jiao said solemnly: ”Yes, my surname is Xiao and my name is Liulang. They are my classmates.”

”My name is Mu Chuan.”

”Yuan Xiao.”

”Zhao Wei.”

The three reported their homes in turn.

Mu Qingchen never showed any intention to get acquainted with this Long Yi from beginning to end, so he didn't introduce herself.

But if he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean Mu Chuan doesn't say it.

Mu Chuan smiled and said, ”The three of us are Liu Lang’s classmates, and so is my fourth brother. He is still Liu Lang’s roommate!”

As soon as he said this, Xiao Heng's face sank.

Gu Jiao, who was drinking dumpling soup, had a cold back inexplicably.

What is the illusion that the backyard is about to catch fire again?

Gu Jiao hurriedly put down the soup bowl and said, ”I haven't lived in the dormitory yet!”

Xiao Heng's face is gentle.

Mu Qingchen looked at Gu Jiao suspiciously.

Gu Jiao let out a light cough, stood up and said, ”Okay, I'm full! Let's go! By the way, where is Wu Master?”

The ability to change the topic is proper!

Mu Chuan said: ”He went to watch juggling, we came here secretly!”

What's the matter of visiting the lantern with the master? Of course it's going to be a good escape.

”There is a poetry club over there, let's go and see it!” Zhao Wei suggested.

They are students of the Wenju Academy, and they are still very interested in the poetry society. Gu Jiao just wants to quickly put out the fire in the backyard, and naturally she will not disagree.

A group of people happily went.

Xiao Heng walked on the left side of Gu Jiao, and Mu Qingchen walked on the right side of Gu Jiao.

She was occupied on both sides, and Mu Chuan and the three could only follow behind them.

Zhao Wei suddenly whispered: ”Hey, do you think the three of them are weird?”

”Where is it strange?” Mu Chuan asked.

”Yes, what's the weird thing?” Yuan Xiao also asked.

Zhao Wei looked at the backs of the three people, frowning and said: ”I can't tell you, it's just...the three of them...it feels quite crowded.”

Yuan Xiao looked at the three of them and said, “The three of us are also quite crowded. The street is so wide and there are so many people. It’s not right to not be crowded?”

Zhao Wei said: ”Our squeeze is different from theirs!”

Yuan Xiao asked stupidly: ”Where is it different?”

Zhao Wei scratched his head: ”Just...hey, can I ask you if I can tell you?”

”Forget it.” Zhao Wei sighed.

Zhao Wei is a more delicate mind, and can't stand the nerves of Mu Chuan and Yuan Xiao.

Rather than observing that the three big men are not crowded, the two want to see the lanterns on the street.

The folk customs of the country of Yan are relatively open among the six countries. There are no shortage of women shopping in the street. Men rarely jacquard lanterns. They always feel a little out of tune. Xiao Heng and Gu Jiao are exceptions.

The appearance of the two people carrying lanterns is as beautiful as a mural.

A group of people came to the poem meeting site. This should be the largest poem meeting on the whole street. It was held by a restaurant. It not only contains poems, but also riddles, pairs, and eight-part essays.

Riddles are the simplest, and the lanterns for rewards are also the most common.

The first lantern is a gourd made of gold leaf. The gourd beard is made of real gold silk, which is expensive and exquisite.

This lamp is not for sale, and only one of the best eight-legged essays is qualified to take it away.

Gu Jiao looked at the gourd lamp, her eyes lit up.

Golden, clear space will definitely like it.

”Want?” Xiao Heng asked softly in her ear.

The warm breath made her earlobe slightly itchy, she pulled her little ear and nodded: ”Yeah.”