Chapter 749 (1/2)

At night, ye Qian's sky city is full of laughter.

In the open courtyard, the light of fire flickered, and the sound of oil creaking floated with the smell of burnt barbecue.

Zhang Hao, Liu Mingchuan, Lao Ba, Lao Jiu and Qingling Qingyun are busy under the guidance of Liu Nanrong.

Roast chicken, barbecue kebab flavor can not live in the villa over the rotation, let people eat fingers.

Under the moonlight, ye Qian, Yang Jun and Qin Chuan are lying on ivory chairs, lazily unwilling to move.

In a grand BUQ, it seems that the negotiation between Ye Qian and Qinchuan is not solemn.

Murong Qingling, the little girl with a silver baking plate in her hand and several hot meat kebabs in the middle, comes to Ye Qian vividly.

”Master, please enjoy...” Murong Qingling's voice is so sweet that it makes people listen to a burst of crispy numbness in his bones.

Yang Jun, sitting on one side, is not polite. After smelling the fragrance of the object, he quickly turns over and grabs a string of meat kebabs.

However, as soon as his palm arrived, Murong Qingling subconsciously pushed his backhand. Yang Jun didn't pay attention to it. He fell on the ground with a bum.

Murong Qingling murmured at the corner of his mouth, not guest way: ”annoying devil, this is not for you to eat, this is what I specially roasted for the master to eat, you must not move!”

Yang Jun's face flushed with a brush. He could only get up from the ground and return to his seat. And Qin Chuan in the side to see, is can not help but laugh up.

Murong Qingling laughs and blows twice on the plate. Then he takes a string of meat kebabs and hands it to Ye Qian. This is the rhythm of feeding himself.

”Master, ah...”

Ye Qian has a face full of tears and smiles.

But also can't waste the little girl's heart, can only be a symbolic bite.

Then ye Qian did not forget to praise two sentences: ”not bad, not bad, the craft of Qingling is really good!”

”Hee hee, master, just like it!”

Ye Qian immediately said, ”by the way, Qingling, you can put these food here, and accompany them to play for a while. I have something to discuss with these two rascals. ”

Murong Qingling very clever Oh, and then dropped the plate, before leaving, did not forget to make a face to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun looks speechless, and he can only look at Ye Qian with envy.

”Well, why is the gap between people so big?”

Until Murong Qingling had gone far away, Yang Jun got up like a thief, secretly picked up a meat kebab, and then ate a clean one.

But soon, Yang Jun's face became strange. Blue and red, pale.

”Wow! Pooh, Pooh, Pooh Yang Jun is stupidly holding a wooden string and spitting.

”It's salty and spicy. What about water, water?”

As Yang Jun said, he looked for water like crazy, and finally found a draft beer on the table and poured it down for himself.

After drinking a glass of cold draft beer, Yang Jun came back to his senses and gave Ye Qian a hard look.

”Ye Qian, you're not a good boy. You didn't even say a word in advance about such a bad meat kebab. My mouth, my mouth

When ye Qian and Qin Chuan saw Yang Jun's lips, which were almost hot into thick sausages, they all burst out laughing.

”I said, brother Jun, there is an old saying that it is the most difficult to accept beauty. Well, haven't you heard of it? You think beauty's tenderness is so good to enjoy. To tell you the truth, Qingyun and Qingling grew up in Kunlun mountain. It's not difficult for you to let them kill people, but let them cook. Ha ha, you can avoid it! ”

Yang Jun's tone was stuffy in his chest, his eyes were straight, and he pointed to Ye Qian, trembling and finally swearing.

”Mother egg, you melon child!”