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Ye Lianqiao and Ye Muxiang walked into the yard happily with smiles on their faces, and met Zhu Miaolong who was walking over. The two eyes rolled, and they said with a smile: "I have met Manager Zhu~"

"Go!" Zhu Miaolong still didn't know what kind of temperaments the two of them had. They were the happiest when they came out this time. "You are laughing so happily. What bad thing did you do?"

Ye Lianqiao shouted: "It's not a bad thing, it's a good thing! A good thing!"

Ye Muxiang smiled and said, "I just had a few chats with Young Master Tang. Young Master Tang is a true gentleman! My son!"

Zhu Miaolong wiped away tears of sympathy for Tang Qiusheng in his heart and warned: "Young Master Guiyan is unknown where he is. Those who are away from home should avoid causing trouble, so as not to affect the interest of the two masters."

"I got it." The two of them stuck out their tongues. With their delicate and dewy faces and this innocent expression, most people couldn't bear to blame them.

"Go." Zhu Miaolong smiled and let the two of them go.

The two of them jogged towards the yard happily.

The next day, the sun rose into the sky, and it was noon. Tang Niannian opened her eyes in a daze on the bed. When she was not exposed to the familiar temperature by accident, her confused eyes suddenly became clear. This could be regarded as the fastest time for her to 'wake up'.

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"Guhong?" Tang Niannian looked around, but there was no sign of Siling Guhong.

Zhu Miaolong's voice came from outside the door, "Mother is awake?"

"Yes." Tang Niannian put on her shoes and sat on the bed. When she saw the door was pushed open, Zhu Miaolong walked in. He smiled at her and asked, "Mother, do you want to sleep a little longer? The owner of the village will be here soon.

Already."

This was the first time that Siling Guhong didn't get up with him.

Tang Niannian shook his head, "No need." After saying that, he put on his clothes. Seeing this, Zhu Miaolong couldn't help but clapped his hands and had someone bring in the toiletries.

After Tang Niannian had finished washing, Zhu Miaolong came over with a comb, "Mistress, can I comb your hair?" As soon as his hand moved, Tang Niannian reflexively avoided it. When he turned around, he saw Zhu Miaolong who looked a little stunned. Tang Niannian took it.

Passing the ivory comb, "I'll do it myself."

She didn't like to be touched by others casually. Thinking back suddenly, the relationship between strong and weak was touched by Siling Guhong from the beginning, but now it has become a habit.

Tang Niannian combed her hair carefully, her face a little distracted.

Zhu Miaolong watched from behind, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he started laughing. It seems that the mistress misses the owner of the village, right? So it is not nonsense to say that love lasts for a long time. The owner of the village and the mistress are inseparable.

Years ago, now that I’ve only been away for a while, you’re not used to it, right?

After tying up her hair in Siling Guhong's style as usual, Tang Niannian stood up from the dressing table. For a moment, she didn't know what to do.

Zhu Miaolong took the opportunity to test and say with encouragement: "Mother, would you like me to show you around?"

Tang Niannian's eyes flashed, "Okay."

Zhu Miaolong was happy and led the way. Tang Niannian walked quietly on the road, thinking that she seemed to have drunk too much plum blossom sake yesterday. This plum blossom sake was clear and not astringent, and the fragrance was not greasy. Not only was the aroma intoxicating, but the drink was also more intoxicating.

I couldn't bear to leave. I drank several cups in a row as if drinking water, and then what did I do?

"The master bit that man..." Lu Lu dutifully answered for Tang Niannian.

"Oh." It wasn't the first time he bit Gu Hong. Tang Niannian thought about it and didn't care.

Unknowingly, Tang Niannian followed Zhu Miaolong through the plum forest, walking on a path with few people. Tang Niannian glanced at Zhu Miaolong in confusion, could she have guessed something?

Zhu Miaolong blinked, then stopped suddenly, and whispered secretly: "Didn't the mistress say yesterday that the food at Hanmei Villa is not as delicious as the ones at Zhuangzi? She also said she misses Master Zeng in Zhuangzi!"

Tang Niannian remembered it in a flash and nodded. He had indeed said such a thing.

Zhu Miaolong was speechless when he saw Tang Niannian's plain expression. Mistress, you don't know that the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. You don't know that the owner of the village has an increasingly strong desire to monopolize you. What do you think of other people's words?

I said it casually. Fortunately, Master Zeng is not here, otherwise he would cry, really!

Zhu Miaolong sighed a lot in his heart, but his expression did not change at all. He pointed to the small house in front and said to Tang Niannian more mysteriously: "The owner of the village is inside. Mistress, can you go and take a look secretly?"

"Go and see secretly?" Tang Niannian's eyes flashed with caution. Why should he go and see secretly?

Zhu Miaolong nodded repeatedly, "Yes!"

Tang Niannian looked at her carefully for several times, but couldn't feel the slightest malice, and then really took a look secretly. Her movement skills were taught by Siling Guhong himself, and with his exquisite control, he could cover a distance of a hundred meters in an instant.

When it arrives, it is like clear snow falling to the ground, with no waves and no sound.

Tang Niannian landed on the top of an evergreen tree not far from the house. He half-squinted his eyes and spread his spiritual consciousness, and he could clearly see the scene in the hut.

This hut is a dining room, with ingredients piled everywhere and piles of medicinal herbs. The fire is simmering on the stove. There is smoke rising from a black pot above. The green vegetables inside are attractive in color and full of aroma.

These are normal, but the only thing that doesn't match them is the man who is dressed in white snow and looks like a god in the moonlight. At this time, his unruffled expression allowed Tang Niannian to see that he was serious and focused, and he saw that he was holding a spatula in one hand.

, stirring the dishes in the pot from time to time, his slender white jade fingers looking more and more abrupt against the black spatula.

Tang Niannian stared blankly until the man glanced in her direction as if through all obstacles. Then she woke up, withdrew her spiritual consciousness, and silently fell down the treetop and returned to Zhu Miaolong's place.

"How's it going? Mistress, what did you see?" Zhu Miaolong actually knew what Siling Guhong was doing inside, but he didn't have a chance to see the specific process. Now he was naturally very curious. In fact, when she heard Siling Guhong's plan at the beginning, she

It was inevitable to be shocked in my heart, but I comforted myself in a blink of an eye: Anyway, this is not the first time that the owner has made an exception because of the mistress, so what does it mean to go in and out of the kitchen?

Tang Niannian looked a little weird and walked back, ignoring Zhu Miaolong's curious questions. When he reached the yard, he silently uttered, "Is Gu Hong stimulated?"

As far as she knew, the old monster would only do things he would not do before when he was stimulated. Although her common sense was different from others, she also knew why most men did not cook.

Zhu Miaolong never thought that after waiting for such a long time, he would hear such a sentence. Although she felt that Tang Niannian's words made sense, after all, she was shocked at first, wasn't she? But she didn't show any signs of it on her face, and said with a smile: "The mistress is joking, the owner of the village.

I cook for you, my mistress!"

To say I was stimulated, I was also stimulated by your sentence about thinking about others.

"For me?" Tang Niannian looked at her suspiciously.

Zhu Miaolong nodded, "Of course it's for the sake of the mistress. Just because the mistress doesn't like the food at Hanmei Winery, the owner will cook it himself."

I thought Tang Niannian would be moved, but she didn't know that Tang Niannian was speechless instead, "That's it?"

That's it? Zhu Miaolong is in trouble. What should be said is that your reaction, Mistress, is "that's it"? Shouldn't you be so moved that your face turns red?

Tang Niannian asked silently: "Is he very idle?" Then before Zhu Miaolong could refute, he nodded to himself. Well, it seemed that he was really idle. He didn't do anything else except being with himself every day.

Seeing Tang Niannian's determined look, Zhu Miaolong had nothing to say. How could she have forgotten that the mistress' thoughts were never comparable to those of ordinary people, and she really did bad things with good intentions. Fortunately, the owner of the village did not hear this.

, otherwise the village owner will also be sad.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

【Hannuo Beibei［3］

Guan Zichu, emperor? prince?】

Congratulations on the kiss, it’s Guan Zichu!~\(≧▽≦)/~

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