Chapter 662

He didn't even move the food, and put a chopstick of rice into his mouth.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw Ying Yong looking at him with a smile on his face, "is it delicious?"

"The meal was good."

Even the cooks of the herdsmen can't make such a meal.

Mu Hua Hong even ate several mouthfuls, then looked at the motionless rice in front of her, "why do you put scallion and soy sauce on the rice?"

"It's better to have lard and rice bibimbap like this, but if you don't eat scallions, I'll ask Uncle Wang not to put them."

Ying Yong hopes to see that he is very satisfied with his meal decision.

Unexpectedly, Mu Huahong's face changed when he heard this, "what oil?"

Lard?

What's that?

Mu Huahong immediately felt a greasy rush to his throat, and the nausea kept coming up. He covered his mouth and stood up, looking for the garbage can everywhere.

"Are you all right?"

Ying Yongxi looks at him nervously and stands up to help him.

Mu Huahong retched a few times in front of the garbage can, but didn't spit it out. Ying Yongxi looked at him anxiously, "can't you eat lard? I'm sorry, I don't know... "

"We should chant hope." Mu Hua Hong leered at her, "how can you let me eat something as fishy as lard?"

Lard, what kind of junk.

He really shouldn't have promised her to eat this meal. Her birth predestined her taste to be no higher.

"It's not fishy." Ying Yongxi looked at him blankly, "did you feel fishy just now? I think it's delicious for you to eat. Half of the bowl has gone down. "

she doesn't think she's wrong.

“……”

Mu Huahong couldn't answer. He was angry.

If she hadn't told him about lard, he would have tasted it.

"The rice with lard is delicious." We should chant both hope and Tao.

"The herdsmen have always used only vegetable oil and refined it with high purity." Did she understand what he said? Hearing this, Ying Yongxi's eyes darkened, and then he calmly said, "vegetable oil is oil, lard is also oil, how can we talk about the high and low? Eating is not about class. It's good to eat. When you hear a name, you refuse. It's your loss

"You..."

Ying Yongxi went back to the table, picked up the bowl of lard bibimbap, went to him and raised it up, "you have another bite. You just like it very much."

"I don't eat lard."

"It's my treat today. I don't want you to lose anything."

Ying Yongxi picks up a chopstick of rice and delivers it to him. Mu Huahong's eyebrows are twisted up and he goes back to push her. However, his beautiful face approaches his eyes and the chopstick of rice sticks to his lips.

His eyes fell on her lips, which were close in front of her. His throat was dry. As soon as his lips opened, the meal came in.

Mu Huahong is going to throw up now, but It's delicious.

He swallowed the meal with a calm face. At the beginning, the disgusting feeling of lard was gone completely.

Ying Yongxi smiles, "you see, you like to eat."

"I don't like it."

"You have a hard tongue."

“……”

Mu Huahong is too lazy to care with her. After such a fuss, his inner annoyance somehow runs away.

He went to one side of the table and sat down. He picked up chopsticks and picked up another piece of vegetable, which was obviously not as delicious as this bowl of rice. Ying Yongxi sat down opposite him with a smile, mixing the rice in the bowl, and said, "I can also make lard rice. When I was very poor, I put a lot of salt in the cooking of lard to make the rice salty, so that I don't have to cook outside."

“……”

Mu Huahong looked at her. As soon as the person without fireworks on the stage opened his mouth, he talked about lard. He didn't know why. He thought it funny, and he also laughed. His black eyes looked at her deeply. "Do you want to cook for me?"

Ying Yongxi is stunned. As soon as she raises her eyes, she looks at his burning eyes. The unspeakable tension suddenly comes out again. She quickly shakes her head, "I don't mean that."

"But what if I want to?"

Mu Huahong asked again, not letting her go.

"Don't you say you hate lard?"

"But I want to try what you do."

“……”

Ying Yongxi can't speak any more. She lowers her head and eats in silence. Her heart beats so violently that she has the impulse to flee.

……

Since then, Ying Yongxi and Mu Huahong have come closer. When Mu Huahong is free, she will send a text message to her and ask her out for dinner.

Sometimes she likes a small restaurant, sometimes he likes a private restaurant.

Ying Yongxi doesn't know what kind of relationship they have, but they are naturally close.

He heard her say that she improved the fan dance, and she heard him say some things she was not proud of. She knew that he had always been determined not to perform in the herdsman's house, and people became very depressed. When he drank too much, he told her that sometimes he wished he was the eldest son. Now that he had two brothers in front of him, he couldn't get what he wanted, if he had two brothersIf only my brother did something wrong and was looked down upon by my father.

Of course, it's drunk talk.

Ying Yongxi doesn't take it seriously, but she loves him, but she can't help him. She didn't like the eldest son of the herdsman. When she returned to the herdsman's house, she realized that it was Mu Huarong, the eldest son of the herdsman, who asked her about a lot of things that evening. After she went back, Mu Huarong often went to Mulan for a long time and brought her all kinds of gifts.

All should be rejected.

Every time Mu Huarong came, she would stay far away, not even the door.

In the twinkling of an eye, on the day of the engagement ceremony of the second master Mu Huakang, she went on the stage to perform. The stage was never a strange place for her, but a paradise for her to enjoy.

After the dance, she went back to the dressing room, changed her dress, sat in front of the mirror and wiped off her face.

"Yongxi, it's time to eat. In the side hall, it's a buffet. I have a look at it. The dishes are very rich, worthy of being a herdsman."

A performing girl came up to her and said to her.

"Good."

Ying Yongxi smiles. After wiping off his make-up, he fills up some water for himself and goes out. As soon as he goes out, he sees Mu Huahong passing by. He has a glass of wine in his hand and a mobile phone in his hand. It seems that he is making a phone call in a quiet place.

See him, Ying Yong Xilian busy welcome up, afraid to disturb him, only show a smile.

Mu Huahong didn't even look at her. She passed by as if she didn't see her at all.

“……”

Should Yongxi be so inconspicuous?

Just thinking about it, I heard a male voice saying, "Miss Ying's dance is really amazing. It's the first time I've seen such a soul stirring dance. It's worthy of being the winner of the Black Diamond Award."

She turned her head and saw Mu Huarong coming towards her. He looked at her straight with a smile on his face.

"I'm flattered."

He should bow his head. She doesn't like to face Mu Huarong. A man who has a wife and a son looks at her but doesn't hide his eyes. She can't stand it.