Seize My Boyfriend - B35 (5)
Zhang Junxin didn’t notice the boy, but quickly walked into the yard, lifted up his robe and went up the steps, “Master Mo!”
“Wuhu, Lao Sepi is so handsome today.” The system couldn’t help but send the image to the host. .
He is indeed very handsome, wearing a red narrow-sleeved python robe embroidered with gold. This is the best material. Under the midsummer sun, there are faint patterns of Ruyi clouds.
Lao Se criticizes people’s whiteness, which is not Mo Zhiyang’s sickly whiteness, but the whiteness that comes from being pampered and pampered. The sauce-red color makes people shine.
“Master Mo!” Zhang Junxin couldn’t wait to enter the room, but he frowned when he saw the humble breakfast on the table with a happy expression.
“Why are you here, Mr. Mo?”
“It’s you.” Mo Zhiyang recognized whose voice it was, holding the top of the spoon and stirring the bland white porridge, “Why are you here?” Zhang Junxin was surprised, “Young Master Mo heard it
. Who am I?”
He ran to Yangyang in two steps, squatted down and looked at the person, “Master Mo, can you tell who I am?” Compared with others, Yangyang can hear his own voice, which is called People rejoice.
“Yes.” Mo Zhiyang nodded and said, “You are the gentleman who took shelter from the rain together.” ”
Yes, it’s me.” Zhang Junxin was so happy that he almost couldn’t help but hold Yang Yang’s hand and press it to his face. Go ahead, but don’t rush, don’t rush.
“Would you like to eat together?” Mo Zhiyang didn’t like clear soup with little water. He wanted to eat meat, and ate meat in big mouthfuls. But no, woo woo, the image of the scenery and the moon must be maintained.
So, if I let Lao Se Pi eat together and see how shabby my food is, you will definitely feel distressed, right? Then arrange roasted chicken for me to eat.
Sure enough, Zhang Junxin was unhappy when he saw these porridge and side dishes. No matter how bland it is, it shouldn’t be like this, there is no meaty taste at all.
Thinking again of the hand I held and the waist I held yesterday, they were too thin and thin. Even if you eat these things all day long, you won’t gain weight, and you will collapse when the wind blows.
“Does Young Master Mo eat these on weekdays?” Zhang Junxin frowned, these things were simply hard to swallow. Even when he was fighting at the border, he was not immune to any meat or fish.
Fighting is strenuous work. If you can eat meat, eat meat.
“It’s enough to have enough food and clothing.” Mo Zhiyang said with a smile, but in fact, he felt so wronged that he wanted to cry: “Hey, look, Lao Gong, I have no meat to eat, no roast chicken, no braised pork, nothing.”
“That’s what I said, but there is nothing fishy about it. Mr. Mo, you are too thin. You need to eat more tonic.” After saying that, Zhang Junxin turned back and went out, signaling to Xin Er, who was tied up the horse not far away, to come over.
“Master.” Xin Er used Qing Gong and tried not to disturb the people in the room. My master said that I had to use Qinggong in the past. This young master is blind but his ears are very good.
“Go get some food.” Zhang Junxin waved his hand and ordered, then turned back into the bamboo house to see Mr. Mo.
Shinji was surprised, but in the end he didn’t ask any questions and left to do what his master ordered.
Song Xiang was surprised. Hearing the noble man say that he wanted to get some food, he became panicked for a moment and said, “But what I cooked is not to your liking?” She was worried that the noble man would be dissatisfied.
Zhang Junxin didn’t even look at him, he turned around and went into the room to talk to Yangyang.
Although she knew her status, Song Xiang still felt sad to be ignored like this. She lowered her eyes and hugged the tray in her arms tightly. I feel sour in my heart: The noble man doesn’t seem to like me.
“Master Mo.” Zhang Junxin walked back quickly, sat across from Yang Yang and reached out to hold Yang Yang’s hand, but he was afraid of disturbing such a quiet and shy person, so he held his hands in vain, “I haven’t eaten yet. , ask someone to prepare some, and don’t eat these. You can use them with me later, how about it?” ”
This?” Okay, okay! Although he was very happy, Mo Zhiyang still had to shirk his character, “This is not good, but I don’t have anything good to entertain you.” “Yes, yes.” When he said yes, Zhang Junxin looked at Mr.
Mo Lingering on the body.
These delicate cheek muscles will definitely look good when they are bulging out. There are also slender white fingers, as green as jade, so beautiful. The fingers must be slightly bent when holding it, and maybe the knuckles will be pink.
And this waist, these legs. It must be beautiful when it reaches the waist.
Will you cry? She will definitely cry when she is moved, and her tears will soak the white silk, revealing a pitiful expression like a little animal caught in lust.
For Zhang Junxin, Mo Zhiyang is the best delicacy.
“What’s there?” Mo Zhiyang could hear Lao Sepi’s slightly cramped breathing. This bitch must be thinking about something weird again.
System: “If he doesn’t want to, he is no longer Lao Se Pi.”
Mo Zhiyang was speechless at this.
Within two quarters of an hour, Shinji rushed over carrying two food boxes. One on each side of the left hand and right hand, and there is no sound even when walking.
Mo Zhiyang didn’t hear someone coming up until they stepped on the steps made of bamboo. What a light kung fu, so powerful.
“Master.” Shinji put down the food box in his hand, opened the lid, and took out the rare dishes inside.
Mo Zhiyang resisted the urge to drool at this scent. Woohoo, it smells really good. What delicious food have you made, Lao Sepi? The pickles I’ve been eating these past few days have almost made me taste pickled.
No, you have to hold back! Want to be in the spotlight and pretend not to care about anything. Suck it up and show your professionalism!
When Shinji put the dishes on the table and prepared to leave with the food box in hand, his breathing was very steady the whole time. “Master Mo, do you want to share it with us?” Zhang Junxin
extended a generous invitation and took the initiative to help Yangyang serve the porridge. “This porridge is good, it’s teal porridge. You can try it.”
I slipped and almost fell off the last step. Fortunately, I didn’t slack off in my usual practice and walked away quickly and steadily.
Two days ago, Xinqi said that the master has fallen in love with a blind young master, and his love for him is visible to the naked eye. At that time, Shinji didn’t believe it and thought it was ridiculous. The master has been cold and cold-tempered for so many years and has no special hobbies except killing people.
Will you fall in love with a blind young man? Just now I saw the master serving the porridge for the young master and carefully blowing it to cool it, and then I remembered that the master came here after dinner. These should be for the blind young man, and then think of the pickled vegetables and porridge that was taken away.
It was because the master felt that the food was not good, so he specially asked people to prepare these meals.
“Thank you.” Mo Zhiyang was also very hungry and took the porcelain bowl without pretense. Because I couldn’t see it, I accidentally touched the back of Zhang Junxin’s hand when I took the bowl.
Hey hey hey, Lao Se criticizes you for being so smart, I will give you some benefits.
Sure enough, the back of the hand touched by Mo Zhiyang was numb, as if it had been lightly scratched by a feather. It tickled my heart. I wanted to hold the hand in my hand and play with it, but I was afraid of startling the rabbit.
Zhang Junxin held his chin up and watched Yangyang eat, just like those white hares he had seen when hunting in the past, quiet, obedient and white.
This porridge is said to be teal porridge, but there is no fishy smell or ginger flavor. It has a unique meaty aroma. The teal meat has been minced and is very delicious when stewed with porridge.
“Try to see if these side dishes are suitable to your taste,” Zhang Junxin gave Yangyang some dishes, all made by the cooks in the mansion.
The cooks in the Northwest Palace are better than the royal chefs in the palace.
After eating something delicious, Mo Zhiyang ate much faster. Just imagine, after staying here for two or three days, Songxiang would only have porridge and side dishes every day, and at most there would be a plate of green bamboo shoots for dinner.
Others didn’t see anything fishy, so they were fine after eating it once or twice. After eating too much, Mo Zhiyang really went crazy and wanted to go up the mountain to catch hares, but since he couldn’t see it, he had to arrange for Lao Sepi to deliver the food.
“Is it delicious?” Zhang Junxin could tell at a glance that Yangyang was a greedy person.
Zhang Junxin plays with the jade pendant in his hand. It seems that rabbits like to eat carrots. There is bait, so why worry about the rabbit not entering the nest.
This time Mo Zhiyang ate to his heart’s content. There were four bowls of porridge and a lot of dishes from Lao Se Biao, and most of the dishes went into Xiao Bailian’s belly.
Seeing that there were very few dishes left, and then looking at Yangyang who was full of food and drink, his face was full of satisfaction. Zhang Junxin curled his lips: The rabbit had eaten a lot.
“Have you eaten?” After he was full, Mo Zhiyang was able to care about Lao Sepi.
“Eat.” After saying that, Zhang Junxin deliberately stretched and said with a satisfied look, “I’m very full.”
This sentence made Mo Zhiyang’s face turn red, and he shook his head and said, “I didn’t hear you eat like this. .”
“Are you worried about me?” Zhang Junxin leaned over.
The two of them were very close, so close that as long as Mo Zhiyang turned his head, he could kiss each other’s slightly raised lips.
Breathing ambiguously entangled, eager for further communication.
“Host, don’t turn around.” The system didn’t want Lao Se Pi to eat the meat so quickly.
This time Mo Zhiyang listened to the system and kissed him even though he touched his hands today? It’s impossible for an old woman to kiss you unless you have five roast chickens.
Zhang Junxin came over deliberately, and he also deliberately got so close, waiting to see if he could steal something.
As a result, the rabbit didn’t take the bait this time. Zhang Junxin had a look of pity on his face, his good-looking brows furrowed slightly, he picked up the cold tea and took a quick look at it, but showed no interest in drinking it.
Although he was marching and fighting, Zhang Junxin never wronged himself. The food, clothing, housing and transportation were the best. The Northwest Palace was not much different from the emperor’s palace.
“Sir.” Mo Zhiyang couldn’t help but call out to Lao Sepi, “Sir, I’ve painted the painting you want.” “Painting?!” Suddenly
remembering something, Zhang Junxin suddenly said, “Where is it? Let me take a look. .”
“In the next room.” Mo Zhiyang touched the bamboo stick leaning on the table and stood up, “I just can’t make the pink I like, so I can only paint with ink. I hope sir won’t dislike it.”
Zhang Junxin: “Can’t you make the pink you like?”
“Sir, you know, I’m blind and can’t see any color.” Mo Zhiyang walked in front, taking each step cautiously. The bamboo stick pathfinder in front also followed and explored a little bit.
Looking at the thin waist that was strangled by the belt in front of him, Zhang Junxin clenched his fists. Look at your big palm again. If you pinch it with two hands, you can definitely pinch it.
After pinching it, he pressed it under his body and bumped it little by little. The rabbit will cry like a kitten meowing, and maybe he will call you an asshole or two.
A voice laced with desire must be unreasonably soft.
“Tsk.” He stood behind him and looked at the young master’s back. His hair was really long. Zhang Junxin tsked lightly, and suddenly followed him in two steps, “Master Mo, be careful.”
He warned, but his hands had already begun to move.