I wrote a diary in Zongwu, complaining about the sky, the earth and the air

Little Huang Rong blushed because her little hand was still held by Xu Mo's big hand.

This was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that Xu Mo, this playboy, not only held her hand, but also played with it from time to time.

How could Huang Rong not feel ashamed?

One thing to emphasize is that Xu Mo is really not a hand control!

Really, really not a hand control!

But there was no way, who made little Huang Rong's little hand too soft?

The palm was soft and tender, soft as if boneless, delicate and delicate, and the wrist was as white as snow.

Hehe, Huang Rong's little hand, small, soft, fragrant, sweet... I haven't tasted this, I have to try it if I have a chance.

Hehe~~

Ahem, ahem, let me emphasize again that Xu Mo is really not a hand control.

Qu Feiyan looked at Xu Mo in shock.

Good fellow, you are too fast!

You two have just met for a short time, right?

Why are you holding hands?

Why are you hugging each other?

Is it because you are too skilled, or is it because Huang Rong fell too quickly?

Qu Feiyan was shocked and scared. At Xu Mo's speed, wouldn't it be her turn soon?

No!

I'm just a child, stay away from me!

Qu Feiyan was terrified!

Huang Rong seemed to feel Qu Feiyan's gaze from behind, and she struggled.

First, she broke free from Xu Mo's palm, and then from Xu Mo's arms, jogging all the way, and ran back to her room in a flash.

"Xiao Rong'er, remember to cook tonight, I've been craving for it for a long time."

Xu Mo shouted at Huang Rong's back.

"Bah, you playboy, stop yelling, and who's going to cook for you!"

Huang Rong blushed, but she ran away without looking back.

She returned to the room, leaned against the door, covered her almost red face with her two warm little hands, and cursed again in a low voice after a long time.

"Bad guy, playboy!"

Huang Rong left, leaving only Qu Feiyan and Xu Mo.

As for Qu Feiyan's grandfather Qu Yang, he had already left after Master Dingyi came in.

The two of them were left alone, and Qu Feiyan swallowed nervously and embarrassedly.

Qu Feiyan pointed to the room next to her, "How about I go back too?"

Xu Mo waved her hand. She had just gained Huang Rong's favor, and she didn't plan to continue to attack Qu Feiyan.

If this is discovered, the goodwill of several people in Cuomei Township will be ruined.

Hmm?

It seems that it is not impossible. It seems that it is quite exciting to do it at this time and secretly?

Since we want to pursue excitement, we must carry it out to the end.

Xu Mo shook his head. We are a gentleman. How can we do such a thing?

Even if we want to do it, we have to do it in Huang Rong's boudoir and let Qu Feiyan wear Huang Rong's clothes.

After all, Huang Rong is called Little Qu Feiyan, and Qu Feiyan is called Little Huang Rong.

It is normal to wear each other's clothes, isn't it?

You are so coquettish.jpg.

Master Dingyi and Master Dingxian left with the disciples of Hengshan Sect, and Yilin did not go back with them.

And Huang Rong did not stop cooking for Xu Mo as she said. In the evening, she still entered the kitchen and picked up the spatula.

The first dish is called "On a moonlit night under the Twenty-Four Bridges, where can the jade girl teach to play the flute?"

The second dish is called "The window contains the thousand-year snow of the Western Ridge." (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The third dish is called "White egrets fly over the vast paddy fields, and orioles sing in the shady summer trees."

The fourth... the fifth...

There are a total of twelve dishes, each of which is taken from ancient poems.

"This twelfth dish is called "Haoqiu Soup", which uses lotus leaves, bamboo shoots and cherries. The cherry pits are cut out in advance and filled with turtledove meat."

"Lotus leaves and bamboo shoots symbolize the gentleman, cherries are a metaphor for beauty, and turtledoves are added, which corresponds to the "Guofeng Zhounan Guanju, Guanguanjujiu, on the island of the river, the graceful lady, the gentleman is a good match"."

After Huang Rong served the twelfth dish, she raised her head like a proud swan while introducing it.

While introducing this "Haoqiu Soup", she looked at Xu Mo, as if she had a hint.

"Great, great, you are worthy of being Xiao Rong'er, your cooking skills are really great."

Xu Mo gave a thumbs up. Before he even had his meal, he felt that his spotless brain was polluted by knowledge.

Don't say it, just listening to the introduction, he was already quite full.

Eat, eat, Xu Mo picked up a piece of tofu and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wow, it's delicious!

Dongfang Bubai, Yilin and Qu Feiyan also sat together to taste Huang Rong's dishes.

"Sister Huang Rong's dishes are delicious!" Yilin praised, and kept picking up dishes.

"Hmmmmmm (too delicious)." Qu Feiyan said vaguely while eating. []

"No wonder this guy keeps talking about your dishes, the color, fragrance and taste are all good, and the chefs of the Sun and Moon Sect can't compare to you." Dongfang Bubai tasted Huang Rong's dishes slowly like a judge.

Xu Mo also ate a lot. This was the most he had eaten since he came to the Zongwu world.

After tasting the last "Haoqiu Soup", Xu Mo praised Huang Rong again.

Then...then Xu Mo couldn't get a word in.

Yilin and Dongfang Bubai were talking to each other in a whisper.

Little Huang Rong and the equally eccentric Qu Feiyan came together without knowing when.

One of them grew up alone on Peach Blossom Island, and the other had no playmates in the Demon Sect.

After the two met, they soon became good sisters who could talk about anything.

Xu Mo could only sit here and admire the four peerless beauties like the entrance of the villageThey all gossiped like old ladies.

In the end, Xu Mo could only go back to his room alone. After staying in the brothel with so many beauties (good Zhao), he still had to stay alone in an empty room.

This is really sad to see and cry to hear.

That night, Cuomei Township was almost quiet.

As for the outside of Cuomei Township, it was very exciting.

The Quanzhen Sect was searching the whole city for the soul-snatching messenger of Ghost Villa. Hengyang City was very lively that night.

However, this had nothing to do with Xu Mo. He opened his diary and started to write his homework for today's diary.

Shenzhou Continent, Daming, the eleventh year of Zhengde, June 7th

Today is another day of staying alone in an empty room. It is not the most outrageous. The most outrageous thing is that I stayed in a brothel with four peerless beauties, and then I stayed alone in an empty room.

Do you know how painful this is?

ps/How come your beans are not old? They are already shredded, so how come they are still ripe?

We are all surnamed Huang, why are there such big differences between you? .