Chapter 200

I don't know if it's because today is the Mid Autumn Festival. It seems that people who didn't deal with them will make up as before.

Just like Ye Qiu, who is neither hot nor cold every day, grabbed Fang Jiming's ear and dragged it into her house in broad daylight. Fang Jiming's stone face was full of smiles.

Fools know what they are going to do.

She also met Lu Shang.

Lu Shang was not with any friends. Instead, he went into a tavern by the side of the road alone and shouted, "if others have a beautiful companion, I have good wine!"

Lu Qing shook her head. Ye Qiu's old friend will die drunk sooner or later. It's only half a morning and he began to drink.

Outside the tavern, two Fang Jiming people came gradually. They were probably responsible for monitoring Lu Shang. After Lu Qing nodded with them, he continued to move forward.

Not far away, Lei Yin tells Lu Qing that Huo Jing is full of spring and debauchery today. It is estimated that he is going to meet some lady.

Lu Qing listened and looked at Lei Yin and Bai Jitai. She couldn't help laughing. It felt like she was alone.

Climbing up the nebula, Lu Qing crossed the residential area and ran back to Wubao without stopping.

On the fifth floor, Lu Qing took off his robe, rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen on the fourth floor.

At the same time, Huo Jing went to Li lanmeng's courtyard again.

He didn't do anything rude to Li lanmeng. Huo Jing just took out his apron and a large basket of ingredients and went to the kitchen in the courtyard.

From noon to dusk, after tossing for most of the day, a large table of dishes appeared in front of Li lanmeng.

In the middle is Wang Jian's best braised Huangyu. Huo Jing is the best dish. It has complete color, flavor and taste. It makes people's appetite open.

Others are braised meat, fried eggplant boxes, stuffed meat with gluten, fried shrimp with oil, cold cucumber, landscape tofu, bad soybeans, and a pile of fried vegetables, most of which are dishes they can't eat in the Central Plains.

Li lanmeng looked at Huo Jing like a ghost.

Finally, Li lanmeng asked.

"Are you the cook in the restaurant?"

He was drinking Huojing brewed with grapes opposite Li lanmeng, and almost didn't spit out a mouthful.

"I forgot to tell you who I am. The Yumen pass is led by Yumen Duwei's team and one of Yudu's close guards. My name is Huo Jing."

Li lanmeng glared at Huo Jing. Although she was in the backyard of her boudoir, the Li family knew these military positions for generations. In such a small place, the team rate is not a small position.

Seeing that Li lanmeng didn't speak, Huo Jing pointed to the table.

"Try it. It's all made by me. It's not fake."

Li lanmeng still didn't move.

"If you don't eat, I'll feed you myself..." said Huo Jing, holding chopsticks to go over.

Li lanmeng quickly took chopsticks and put an oil fried shrimp in his mouth.

Huo Jing smiled with satisfaction and poured himself a glass of grape wine.

Li lanmeng chewed the fried shrimp in his mouth and suddenly found that the food he used to eat was tasteless compared with this dish.

After eating, Li lanmeng took a small piece of Huangyu, which was delicious.

How about the red meat? When you eat it, it's soft, fragrant and tender. It's also playing. It's delicious!

What's that white, tender, bean flavored thing?

……

The dishes on the table were less than 30%, and Li lanmeng's stomach couldn't hold any more.

He burped secretly with his mouth covered. Li lanmeng began to stand up and eat.

Huo Jing handed over a glass of grape juice that Lu Qing learned to make.

Li lanmeng was stunned. Looking at the light green liquid in the crystal clear glass cup, he took a sip. It was refreshing and pleasant, with a trace of sweetness and the fragrance of fruit.

It's delicious.

Seeing Li lanmeng's eyes, Huo Jing was as happy as a cat that ate fish.

However, this time he resisted the surging desire in his body. He wanted to kiss and hug her again. If possible, he wanted to knead again

Huo Jing and Li lanmeng had a lot of food left in such a big table, so they called the two girls outside the door in.

"Share these things. The rest is bad."

After that, Huo Jing took Li lanmeng and went out to enjoy the moon.

But I didn't know that the two little girls ate the rest of the dishes, and then each one had a round stomach. They couldn't walk

It's late at night, but people are not quiet.

Along the Beida River, there are groups of people coming out to enjoy the moon. The children of the gentry bring wine pots, sing the wind and play the moon, and are artful.

On the top floor of Wubao, on one side of the glazed room, there was a marble table with a table of dishes.

It didn't seem to move a few times, but the glass bottle lying in a large ice bowl was missing a lot of dark red liquor.

On one side of the stone table, Lu Qing was lying on the recliner, looking at the bright moon and eating grapes. He didn't know what he was thinking.

On the other side of the stone table, Yu Mingchuan half lay on another recliner, holding a glass cup, gently shaking the liquid and sipping occasionally.

Neither of them spoke, so they thought about their own things quietly.

In the Mid Autumn Festival, the weather here is already cold.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger.

This place, because the glazed room is blocked, the wind is not strong, but it will also blow some.

In order to lie more comfortable, Lu Qing put her hair down early. As a result, she is now in a mess, but she doesn't care.

Finally, yumingchuan walked over, gently grabbed the running hair, untied his headband and tied it up for Lu qingchong.

His hair, on the contrary, was blown around by the wind, and many even blew to Lu Qing's neck and face.

Lu Qing grabbed those hair and pulled Yu Mingchuan almost to her face.

"Itch."

There was a smile in his voice, just like when they were together a long time ago.

Yumingchuan was stunned.

But unexpectedly, the hand holding his hair did not loosen, but pulled down again, and his face was about to stick to her cheek.

"Yumingchuan, you won't let me go this time."

Lu Qing didn't look back. She just felt that yumingchuan's breath was sprinkled on her face. She was a little shy, but she couldn't let go.

"I want to take my wife with me wherever I go. Will my wife?"

Lu Qing didn't answer. She didn't mean that, but she could only mean that.

Turning around, Lu Qing faced yumingchuan.

The bright moonlight shone on his face, adding a bit of softness. When he looked at her, most of them were the same, except that time.

She won't be so hypocritical. She doesn't forgive him all the time, but too many things make her tired. Even if she forgives, she doesn't want to be close again.

But I didn't expect that a few months have passed since then. These more than 100 days, they actually miss each other.