Putting the noodles down, Uncle Zheng rubbed his hands, "Although I have a limited bowl of rules here, you are Yue'er's friends. It's okay to serve you more soup and add a few more noodles."

"Freak..." Ji Swen said, and was beaten by Yun Qingyan and stopped.

"Thank you, boss." Yun Qingyan took the noodle bowl and said politely.

Maintain inner respect for the two masters who lived in seclusion. Most of the Yuan people pursue immortality and strength, use their strength to fight for power and live a superior life.

There are too few people as powerful as Uncle Zheng, who are willing to be the owner of a noodle shop incognito. And isn’t this a rare lifestyle?

"You are as old as Xiao Yue'er, just call me Uncle Zheng." Uncle Zheng smiled and laughed, "You should eat noodles while they are hot, and it will not be delicious later. I'll go and serve you a few more bowls."

After the whole table was on, everyone started moving together!

The noodle soup looks very simple, with clear soup and thin noodles, and three slices of chicken, but the fragrance is extremely tempting!

As soon as he moved his chopsticks, Yun Qingyan and the others knew what Ai Yue said was so delicious that it felt like swallowing his tongue!

The chicken is fat but not greasy, tender but not tiring, not greasy at all, silky and refreshing, and the delicious soup taste has completely penetrated into the noodles.

Everyone fell into a very entangled mind. They wanted to suck and eat happily, but they thought of the rule of limiting one bowl every day, so they didn't dare to eat in big mouthfuls, for fear of losing two or three bites.

Yun Qingyan divided a small bowl for Xiao Xuansheng. When he was about to enjoy the food, a gentle and magnetic voice came over. The voice was as pure as a snow lotus on the top of the mountain. It was not frozen, but it had a clear and pure that could not be ignored.

"The outside seat is full, can we sit here?"

The gentle and magnetic sound shone into the heart like a ray of warm sun, which made everyone addicted to food and looked up.

The person speaking was a young man wearing a half white mask. The mask looked like jade and was covered with holy lotus patterns.

The face on the left is as delicate as frost, and the facial features are as delicate as carved. A pair of gentle warm brown eyes seem to be filled with holy light, which drives away all haze. A soft black is draped behind her, gently tied up with a white belt, elegant and noble.

When he saw this person for the first time, Yun Qingyan almost remembered the golden-eyed boy he met in the forest many years ago.

The two of them had a deceptive holy aura, but after seeing each other's eyes and colors clearly, Yun Qingyan gave up his thoughts.

"You can sit there casually.

This chair is originally owned by the store, so you don’t have to ask for our opinions.”

It turned out to be a table-sharing one.

Yun Qingyan saw the other person's appearance clearly and withdrew his gaze.

"Thank you." The young man in white sat down, and beside him, a young man with a fiery red head sat down.

Sitting on the bench, the red young man was restless like an ADHD teenager. He obviously had never eaten in such a place, and his whole body revealed a scent of resistance.

However, the young man in white sat upright and elegant, with a sacred atmosphere of orchid all over his body, as if he was not a simple noodle restaurant that could not even be found in a small alley, but was sitting at a magnificent banquet.

The young man in white looked over Yun Qingyan with a glow, pretending to accidentally say to Uncle Zheng, "Boss, please give me two bowls of special mushroom fresh chicken noodles."

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