Listen to the meaning of Rong Jue's words, Huangfu Lingtian seems to drink less.
In fact, not only Huangfu Lingtian seldom drinks, but also Rong Jue seldom drinks.
She asked Rong Jue, "you don't seem to drink much, either? Don't you like it? "
"I like it."
"Then why drink less?"
"Because he's more selective." Huangfu Lingtian motioned to them to take chopsticks for dinner, and said: "no more than 70 or 80 years old. The wine is not pure and fragrant enough. He can't even touch it."
Seventy or eighty years?!
Mu light song head on a row of black lines, very disdainful at Rong Jue: "you this already can't call it pick."
"Oh?" Rong Jue saw that the fish of the new dish on the table was good. She put a piece of fish without bone into her bowl and asked, "why is it called?"
"Animals." Mu Qingge put the fish in her mouth. The delicious taste of the fish filled her eyes, which made her squint with satisfaction.
"Cough!" These two of her made the cool and cold Huangfu Lingtian choked by the food in his mouth.
Rong Jue is very calm, "how do you get these two words?"
Mu Qingge swallowed the food in his mouth, and then explained with disdain, "because normal people can't do this kind of thing, only animals can do it."
If you have to drink wine for decades or more, how many people can't drink wine all their lives!
What a beast!
Rong Jue disagreed, "everyone has different requirements in some aspects. You can't position me on the word" animal "because of my high requirements."
Mu Qingge bared his teeth: "but no gift is more suitable for you than this word!"
you bet. Huangfu's mouth turned up.
Rong Jue was not annoyed. Seeing that it was good, he gave her a clip. "I understand that some words can have two opposite meanings."
Mu Qingge
While they were talking, they ate, while Ji Ziyan was holding a bowl, burying his little face in it and eating little by little.
He has long noticed that Rong Jue seems to have been adding vegetables for mu Qingge. Mu Qingge seldom brings vegetables. Rong Jue almost does everything for her.
In this regard, Ji Ziyan's children snorted and glared at Rong Jue: "little mother, don't you have any hands, do you want to help me with the dishes?"
He suddenly made a sound, and as soon as he was born, he choked with Rong Jue, and several people's attention was attracted by him.
Sitting next to rongjue, is Huangfu Ling Tianzheng holding a dish, and Wen Yan gives Ji Ziyan a look of appreciation. This kid, good!
Rong Jue looks a little bit dust not surprised, gave Ji Ziyan three words: "I like it!"
"Cough!" As the person mentioned, mu Qingge felt a little embarrassed and his cheek felt a little hot. She didn't realize that it was Rong Jue who had been putting food for herself. When the little boy said that, she found out.
Also, what is he saying? What is he like?
He likes to serve people? Or does she just like to clip her?
With this in mind, mu Qingge's heart seems to be beating very fast. Then, involuntarily, secretly glance at Rong Jue.
I saw that he was a beautiful man. At this time, he happened to clip a piece of meat to her again. When he saw her sight, he looked the same and touched her head: "I look good. I'll spend a lot of time looking at it and have a good meal when I eat."
Mu Qingge's heart fluttered disorderly and quickly. He was gouged out by Wen Yan.
He said it as if she was infatuated with his face!
Ji Ziyan's face was bulging with rice in his mouth. He was so angry that he glared at Rong Jue like a hamster, pleading his position: "people also like their little mother, so they let her hold them!"
Rong Jue glanced at him lightly, "so what?"
"You can't mind me!" Ji Ziyan was very aggrieved. "Why can you do it if you like, but I can't do it if I like? You are very bad
"Poof!" Mu Qingge was amused, "well, it's not good to argue like this at the dinner table. We have to fight for food and then fight."
Rong Jue expressed her displeasure at her use of the word "struggle". She glanced at her with a slight frown: "I'm trying to reason with him."
"No!" Ji Ziyan is very smart. "You only allow the state officials to set fire, and the people are not allowed to light lights!" Then, thinking of something, he pulled mu Qingge's sleeve and said with a smile: "little mother, is this word well used?"
Rong Jue
"Good." Mu Qingge has to admit, "it's very good." Then, touch his head, "go back to reward a funny thing for you."
"Really?" Ji Ziyan's children cheered and quickly asked, "what's the funny thing?"
"Well..." Mu Qingge pondered for a while, reached out to wipe off a grain of rice on his face, "I'll tell you tomorrow."
Ji Ziyan pursed her lips, and her small eyes were a little lost: "you have to wait until tomorrow?"
"Good things naturally need to be prepared a little longer." Mu Qingge said: "darling, eat quickly, or I won't give it to you!" She has to go back to think about what is more suitable for him to play, and then design it for Mr. Pan to help.
"Oh." Ji Ziyan's mouth was so thin that he bowed his head to eat.
As soon as they finished speaking, uncle Liu came in from the door with two people holding a big wine jar.
Muqinggedun chopsticks, some surprised: "uncle Liu, will not be too much?"
"Eh!" Uncle Liu was asked, picked up the words and replied, "it depends on how the masters drink." The wine in this jar is not for one time.
Of course, he had nothing to say about how they could finish.
Rong Jue is very angry, "this wine after a special way of dust, open the way is also very special, uncle Liu they can't open just hold over, not let you drink all at once."
Mu light song stares at him, "when do I say to drink all?"
Rong Jue: "I think you want to."
Mu Qingge choked, but he was speechless.
To be honest, hundreds of years of wine, what a rare wine it is. What's wrong with her wanting to drink more?
Uncle Liu looks at two people, you a speech I a speech of speech, in the eye a feeling.
It turns out that Lord Jue is also such a talkative person. Before I saw him, he seldom spoke one or two words. It's really rare that he talked so much.
But that's good.
With Princess Jue and a younger brother, Jue's mansion should be very busy.
At least it's livelier than Zhongyong's residence.
It's too cold and pure for the Zhongyong Marquis's residence. I think I still admire Lord Jue.
When Lord Jue married a woman like Princess Jue, she was not only smart, smiling and flexible, but also took good care of her younger brother. She was so open-minded that she felt comfortable and natural when she looked at her smile.
If only they could marry such a woman.
Zhongyong Marquis's house should also be lively.