Funny means trouble.

He Yi really didn't understand. Didn't Tang Zijun always be calm when he was in the capital of Tianlan?

Why do you become... so "live" after leaving Tianlan's capital?

Is it because I have been suppressed for too long?

After entering the inn, Tang Zijun looked at the thick wooden tables and chairs inside, as well as the large jar of wine, which was really different from the exquisiteness in the capital.

"Shopkeeper, let's have four kilograms of beef and six cakes!" A guest called out.

It was quickly brought up, and all three strong men with big swords swept the clouds and ate them in.

Tang Zijun's eyes were straightened.

"Zijun, what do you want to eat?" Rong Linxiao pulled Tang Zijun aside and asked diligently, "There are still a lot of dishes here, including fried onion and white-cut meat..."

Rong Linxiao kept telling Tang Zijun the name of the dish, and He Yi sighed helplessly in his heart, can his young master have some success?

Miss Tang was just curious to see her lifestyle that was different from before. Her young master was so jealous.

"Young master, just order the food." He Yi sighed and said.

"Zi Jun, order the food." Rong Linxiao sat in front of him, seemed to be casually, and said to Tang Zijun with a smile.

Tang Zijun then came back to his senses and nodded: "Okay."

He Yi pressed his forehead speechlessly. Does his young master have the most? He insisted on blocking Miss Tang and those people.

Those three men didn't even have to think about it, and knew that Miss Tang wouldn't like them!

Can the young master of his family always be fucked in front of Miss Tang?

Tang Zijun looked up and saw the dish hanging on the wall, and ordered a few dishes.

After the food was served, Tang Zijun was stunned.

Do you want to be so bold? The meat is big and big, it looks really affordable.

"Three guests, the noodles are here!" the waiter said, putting the noodles on the table.

Tang Zijun took a breath, is this the face?

Is this a washbasin?

"I seem to be calling too much." Tang Zijun looked at Rong Linxiao and said awkwardly.

How could she know that there is so much noodles here?

"It's okay, you can give it to others if you can't eat it." Rong Linxiao said with a smile.

He knew that Tang Zijun didn't like wasting, so he immediately started to think of a solution.

He divided the call into another plate and pushed a bowl of noodles to the side and said, "For those beggars on the street, we can eat a bowl of noodles and He Yi will eat a bowl of noodles. This way, we won't waste it."

Tang Zijun was happy and was very satisfied with Rong Linxiao's proposal.

He Yi stood up silently and sent the things to the beggar.

After returning, I found that his young master and Miss Tang were eating noodles in the same bowl.

Is there no other bowls in the inn?

Thinking of this, He Yi "kindly" brought the empty bowl over and said, "Young Master, you can eat noodles separately."

Rong Linxiao swept over with an eye knife, poked and poked... and poked He Yi to death.

He Yi pretended not to see it, but he still diligently pushed the empty bowl in front of Rong Linxiao.

"It's okay, he doesn't dislike me." Tang Zijun said with a smile, and continued to lower his head to eat noodles.

He Yi widened his eyes in shock, looked at his young master's smug smile, and felt in his heart that Miss Tang had already begun to look at his young master?
Chapter completed!