Ji Yue Fanxiang smiled and said, "Ayan, he won't."

It is undoubtedly a shame to poison him in front of him, a miracle doctor. Ji Yue Fanxiang believes that Xuanyuan Luoyu is not so stupid.

Half an hour later, Xuanyuan Luoyu finally appeared and landed lightly in front of the bonfire.

He curled his lips at Mu Yue and smiled: "Mu Mu, are you anxious?"

"Where are your wine and fruits?" Feng Lingyan looked at him and saw that he had empty hands, and couldn't help asking each other.[

Xuanyuan Luoyu had a palm of his hand and a snow-white bag appeared.

Then several wine jars and plates of fruit pop up automatically inside...

The fruits are apples and peaches, which look so sensible, as if they have just been picked from a tree.

Mu Yue's eyes condensed on the peach, and a hint of surprise flashed. She was about to say something, but Xuanyuan Luoyu had already handed a peach to her: "Mumu, are you thirsty when you eat meat? Eat a peach first to get rid of the greasiness."

It turned out that when the two were together, Xuanyuan Luoyu often made some rare fruits for her to eat. She was used to it, so she stopped asking now and lowered her head to eat.

I don’t know what kind of alien species this peach is, it is sweet and delicious. As soon as Mu Yue took a small bite, a fragrant fragrance came out.

Feng Lingyan couldn't help but take two when she smelled the fragrance, and handed them to Jiyue Fanxiang, and the other to eat them by herself.

Ji Yue Fanxiang held the peach in her palm and looked at it. The peach was big and full, with a touch of bright red on the top, like a girl's pink cheeks.

What kind of breed is this

If there were such a top-quality peach on his country, it should have been delivered as a tribute long ago, right?

Feng Lingyan seemed to understand her husband's doubts and smiled: "Although this peach is delicious, it is so soft that it should be very easy to rot..."

Jiyue Fanxiang suddenly understood.

It seems that it is indeed the case.

If the food is delicious and too easy to rot, local officials dare not be filial to the tribute.

Peaches like this are afraid they will rot overnight if they pick them.
Chapter completed!