Chapter 349

"Come, come, she's in!"

Kong Zhou swallowed his saliva and felt that he couldn't breathe.

The woman who walked beside the gentle boy with a smile and turned her head to talk to him with gentle eyebrows and eyes. The skirt is flying in the wind and snow, simple and elegant cyan, clean and concise style. But she wore the temperament of floating like an immortal, and her steps were light, as if stepping on the wind.

Closer and closer, closer and closer——

The hearts of young people are like beating drums. The poems describing peerless beauty learned in the book in the past seem to have the answer and essence in an instant.

The state is thick, the meaning is far, fair and true, the texture is fine, and the bone and meat are uniform.

The beauty blushes when she is drunk——

"This, this is the so-called black girl in your mouth? Ugly?" the teenagers looked at Kong Zhou with a look of surprise. "Young Master Kong, the beauty in your mind is afraid to be worthy of heaven and earth?"

"No, I --"

Kong Zhou wanted to cry without tears. He was almost stunned.

If the woman's eyebrows and eyes hadn't changed much, he could hardly recognize that the white snow like woman was really the natural and unrestrained black girl he had seen riding on a horse?

It has changed too much!

Before she finished speaking, the woman came in and naturally sat next to Kong Zhou.

A faint fragrance of medicine slowly merged into the air.

Kong Zhou's face turned red in an instant. Twisting around in place is neither sitting nor not sitting.

Naturally——

Wen Yanqing didn't notice his discomfort. He just frowned unhappily and said coldly, "get up."

Kong Zhou sprang up from his seat and stood up.

A group of normally grumpy teenagers are grumpy one by one at this time. They are even more clever than when their husband is here.

Su Yan took the food out of the box. It was cold. Her box was specially made. There is a heated thing under it. Up to now, the food is still slightly hot.

"It's cold. I cooked you some soup to warm up. I have nothing to do. I made some soup bags. You can share food with your friends."

The teenagers' eyes lit up when they heard it.

One by one, they craned their necks and looked into the food box. They have heard a lot about Su Yan's craft. Fortunately, they have tasted it once or twice. But there are those poor people who are tortured by delicious food every day but don't get a bite.

Wen Yanqing listened obediently and nodded from time to time.

Blushing blood, "OK."

"Are you, are you tired?"

He asked dryly, his eyes shy. Even if I miss you, I can't say it.

Su Yan glanced at him with a smile. Seeing that he was holding his hand rigidly, the whole person was pathetic, and the smile in his eyes became more and more profound.

"I'm not tired. My little childe just wants to get fame and do what he wants to do. As for others, I'll do it."

Whether it's washing hands to make soup, or killing and setting fire.

To be honest, she's good at both.

At that time, she didn't say all these words, but turned around in her heart and took them back. If you say it, it will be bad to scare the little childe again.

Boom——

Wen Yanqing's red face spread to the bottom of his neck.

He opened his mouth, but did not refute.

The rest of the youths were flushed one by one. They had never seen that woman who would publicize these warm words to the public. They also said so naturally and gently as if they could drip water.

Not only does it not make people feel annoying, but it makes them envy.