Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Aming, who accidentally entered the Shura field, slapped his forehead.

Ah Ming, not knowing what Qi Yu had seen, felt only embarrassment. He chuckled dryly and pretended to be nonchalant as he called out to Wen Li, "What time did Sister Wen arrive? Do you want breakfast?"

Ah Ming broke the deadly atmosphere.

Wen Li: "A moment."

Ah Ming: "Then I'll eat first."

He quickly fled from this dangerous place.

Qi Yuze was still standing there, with no expression on his face as he said to Wen Li, "Ali, I asked someone to cook your favorite bamboo noodles." His tone was flat and calm.

Wen Li replied with the same words: "A moment."

Qi Yu did not leave like Ah Ming. He just stood there, as if he wanted Wen Li to follow him immediately.

Lu Xixiao, who was standing behind Wen Li, glanced at Qi Yu with a relaxed expression, not even looking uncomfortable because of his blurred vision.

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming tense again, Wen Li had no choice but to speak again and said to Qi Yu: "Go downstairs and wait for me first."

Qi Yu was obviously reluctant.

But in the end he agreed: "Okay."

Qi Yu slowly turned around and went downstairs.

As soon as Wen Li turned around, Lu Xixiao immediately put on an act.

"Did you do this on purpose?"

Lu Xixiao paused as he was about to wipe his eyes, and instead rubbed his eyelids twice with his fingers guiltily: "I did feel uncomfortable just now."

Still pretending and being stubborn.

Seeing that Wen Li was about to get angry, Lu Xixiao put down his hand and admitted, "I did it on purpose." He then said unhappily, "Did you know that he likes you?"

Wen Li looked at him intently.

Lu Xixiao: "You don't like him, so it would be better for him, you, me, and everyone else if he gave up on this idea as soon as possible."

Wen Li: "You're quite reasonable."

She clenched her fist and punched him in the stomach.

Lu Xixiao felt pain, bent his waist, and covered his abdomen with his hands, feeling aggrieved.

Wen Li: "Do you know what this behavior of yours is called?"

Lu Xixiao raised his face: "What?"

Wen Li had a blank expression on his face: "Tea. Old green tea."

She gave him a sidelong glance and turned to leave.

"Li Li." Lu Xixiao quickly grabbed her and said, "Wait for Jing Yuan and me, otherwise it will be embarrassing for us to go down."

Wen Li listened to the joke as if it were a joke: "Would you be embarrassed?"

Lu Xixiao: "Yes. Although you are the governor, the governor's mansion is not your private residence after all, and you are not the only one living here. Besides you and General Hei, no one here welcomes us. We are more or less a little restrained. If we don't follow you, who should we follow? Jing Yuan is very sensitive. He will notice if I am not comfortable. Besides, how can you, as the host, leave the guests to eat breakfast first? Otherwise, give me a status? Then I can walk around with my head held high."

Wen Li: "Legitimate? I'll give you a position for Lu Jingyuan's sake. Do you want to sweep the toilet or the stable?"

Lu Xixiao: “…”

Even with this, Lu Xixiao could still respond: "Since we know each other, can you arrange for me to clean your room?"

Sensing that he was about to be beaten again, Lu Xixiao quickly said, "Let's go see if Jing Yuan is awake. I'm starving."

He opened the door and pulled the person in.

Lu Xixiao quickly packed up the little guy.

Wen Li took his men downstairs to the restaurant.

Qi Yu sat quietly at the dining table and waited.

Wen Li thought the meal would be filled with smoke and fire, but unexpectedly Qi Yu and Lu Xixiao ignored each other and didn't even say hello. The atmosphere was extremely weird.

It seemed like she was the only one in the entire restaurant who could see people.

Ah Ming took the bowl and went out to eat it cunningly.

The introverted little guy ate quietly and reservedly.

Only General Hei made some movement.

Qi Yu took a plate of freshly fried and sliced Munich white sausages from the servant and brought it to Wen Li: "Ali, eat this while it's hot."

Wen Li responded.

Lu Xixiao: "Li Li, what kind of noodles are you eating?"

Wen Li paused while eating noodles and glanced at him.

The dining table was long, and Wen Li foresightedly sat at the main seat. Qi Yu sat on the left side of the main seat from the beginning, while Lu Xixiao and Lu Jingyuan sat on the right side of the main seat.

Lu Xixiao looked at the noodles in her bowl: "Is it delicious?"

Wen Li gave him a warning look: "Haven't you eaten before?"

Lu Xixiao suddenly realized: "Is this what grandma cooked for us last time? I was wondering why it smells so similar. I haven't eaten it for a while and I miss it. I don't know what grandma is doing."

Lu Xixiao's words successfully made Qi Yu look at him.

grandmother?

He has met Ali's grandmother? !

Wen Li: “…”

Is he missing her grandmother?

Lu Xixiao: "Can you finish such a big bowl?"

Wen Li: "What do you want to do?"

Lu Xixiao: "I want to eat it, can you give me some?"

Wen Li: “…”

Wen Li wasn't sure if he did it on purpose.

Although she was a little slow in love, Wen Li could still see the confrontation between the two, but she couldn't see how thick the smoke of war was.

Lu Xixiao said to the servant, "Please get me a bowl."

Qi Yu couldn't stand it any longer: "If you want to eat, I'll ask someone to make it."

Lu Xixiao: "No trouble, I just want to taste it."

He then asked the little guy, "Does Jingyuan want to eat?"

The little guy nodded.

The servant brought the bowl.

Lu Xixiao took it, then reached out to take the chopsticks from Wen Li's hand: "Let me use it."

He used Wen Li's chopsticks to put the food into the bowl.

He left all the meat to Wen Li, only took a small half bowl of noodles, picked up Wen Li's soup bowl and poured some soup, then returned the chopsticks to Wen Li.

He even said he was embarrassed to come down for breakfast, with his chopsticks already reaching into her bowl. Who else here would be so shameless?!

Wen Li was speechless but did not stop it.

Because it was just two mouthfuls of noodles, not giving it to her would make her seem stingy.

She is the host and Lu Xixiao is the guest.

But in Qi Yu's opinion, this is not what Wen Li should care about.

That’s what Wen Li ate!

She didn't mind at all, it wasn't the first time anyway.

Lu Xixiao took half a bowl of noodles and tasted it: "I don't know if it's because I haven't eaten it for a long time, but it tastes better than what grandma cooked."

Is that because of someone's craftsmanship?

That’s because Wen Li has eaten it!

Lu Xixiao fed the little guy.

"Is it tasty?"

The little guy nodded.

Whichever grandpa says tastes good is good.

Lu Xixiao: "Grandma cooked this noodles for us one morning and put a lot of meat in it. Jingyuan, do you remember?"

Little guy: “Yeah.”

He remembers.

Lu Xixiao: "Next time we go, we'll ask grandma to cook for us."

Little guy: “Yeah.”

After Lu Xixiao fed the little guy two mouthfuls, he stretched out his chopsticks to the plate of Munich white sausages that no one had touched, picked up a piece and put it in Wen Li's soup bowl: "Eat it while it's hot."

Borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha made him understand the meaning of the game.

Even the lyrics are written in the style of Qi Yu.

For a moment, it was hard to tell who was the host and who was the guest.

He then picked up another piece, tasted it himself, and praised Qi Yu respectfully: "Good cooking skills."

Those who don’t know would think it was Qi Yu who did it.

Is he giving Qi Yu face or treating Qi Yu as his cook?

Qi Yu's eyes were so cold that it seemed as if ice chips could fall out.

It was obvious that his 'tea art' was far inferior to Lu Xixiao's.