Chapter 960

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Then he cleared his throat: "I'm starting to ask questions."

Leng Gong regained some energy and she sat up straight.

"Come here on horseback."

Chapter 328 Extra "Xue Meng's blind date with the errant young woman (3)"

Just do what you say.

The two people immediately straightened their postures and opened up their postures.

Xue Meng said: "Listen up. I am your master now. You are still you. We only have these spicy stir-fry and spicy Gudong pot in front of us, and we can't order other dishes. What will you do?"

Leng Gong's words were concise and concise: "Smash the store."

"..."

"Smash it until they are willing to cook non-spicy dishes and serve them."

"..."

After saying that, she was going to start the show. She glanced at Xue Meng first: "You are pretending to be my master now, right?"

Xue Meng: "...Yes."

"Okay. So what do you want to eat?"

The person Xue Meng came into contact with the most who didn't eat spicy food was Chu Wanning, so he reported a few things according to Chu Wanning's taste: "I want crab meat lion head, sweet and sour fish, green vegetables and tofu, and lotus root."

Leng Gong was startled when he heard this: "What's your taste..."

Xue Meng: "What?"

"...It's nothing." Leng Gong said, "You sit here while I go down."

Xue Meng hurriedly said: "Don't smash the store!"

"You really have a stubborn temper and always plead for others." Leng Gong narrowed his eyes in amusement, "Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't smash it, then I'll go directly to the cook."

"What do you want a cook for?"

"Give him two choices." Leng Gong said sympathetically, "Cook the dishes I want, but don't add his pepper."

"What's another option?"

"He puts his pepper, I chop his brain."

The corner of Xue Meng's mouth twitched: "..."

This is a poet.

The poet Leng Gong said crisply: "I'm going."

Seeing that she really planned to go down, Xue Meng was so angry that he was dizzy: "It's just a show! What are you doing? Okay, okay! Stop acting like yourself and replace yourself with your poacher. If it were him, what would he do?" After saying that, He quickly raised his hand and added, "If he can also smash up restaurants or kill people's heads, you don't have to act!"

"He can destroy any restaurant." Leng Gong rolled his eyes, "He cherishes his good reputation like a bird cherishes its feathers. Just wait, I will show you."

The cold palace's change of attitude happened in the blink of an eye. If she didn't go to the opera house to sing, it would be a big loss to the fandom.

In just a moment, her aura changed, and all the wildness and publicity she showed was absorbed into her bones. She was still the same person, but she seemed extremely calm, reserved, tolerant and considerate.

She glanced at Xue Meng tenderly, and when she opened her mouth, her hoarse and slow voice made Xue Meng's back crawl: "Master..."

"..." Xue Meng was caught off guard that he would be like this. He froze and immediately shouted, "Stop! Stop! Let me slow down first. I, I... I will adapt first!"

Leng Gong smiled, with a deep dimple on his cheek, and hummed: "Isn't it disgusting? I said he is not direct. He is obviously thinking about eating meat in his heart, but he has to push back and forth. He is not as fast as me. You, It’s time to take it easy, it’s going to get even more nauseating in a while.”

Xue Meng: "..."

Slowly, Xue Meng suddenly discovered a problem: "Wait a minute, the sanctimonious poacher you mentioned, why does she call your best friend Master?"

"Can't you?"

"Is she also your master's apprentice?"

"yes."

Xue Meng stayed for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and began to count on his hands, mumbling while counting: "One, two, three, no, this cannot be counted as two people..."

Leng Gong looked at him inexplicably. After a while, he couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?"

Xue Meng shook his head: "It's not convenient to say, I'm just thinking about whether I should accept a disciple in the future. It feels a bit dangerous, especially since I'm so good-looking..."

After saying that, he sighed again: "Hey, it's not me. The tone in which your competitor calls you Master is too mean. If someone calls me that, I won't even be able to eat."

Leng Gong Pa Pa applauded him: "Well said!"

Xue Meng asked curiously: "What do you usually call him, do you also call him Master? But your tone of calling Master doesn't seem so sweet."

Leng Gong waved his hand: "I usually have different names from him."

"Then what do you call him?"

"Just call me by name."

"Then you are more normal."

"Or call me baby."

"...I take back what I just said." Xue Meng held his forehead with a headache and said, "Okay, okay, let's continue, you continue to act. Your master, I have a headache now."

Leng Gong blinked and entered the scene very quickly. Seeing him holding his forehead, he immediately asked thoughtfully: "Do you want it?"

Xue Meng: "..."

"Why does it hurt all of a sudden? But I have a cold..."

Xue Meng: "...No. I'm angry."

"Ah." Leng Gong opened his eyes slightly, his voice still gentle, "Did I do something wrong to make you unhappy?"

Xue Meng endured it with a greenish face, but after a while he endured it again.

Unable to hold on any longer, he yelled, "Ah!" "No! It still won't work! Stop it, stop it, stop it!"

However, the young lady from the cold palace, the leader of the troupe, became addicted to the performance. She couldn't stop playing at all. She still said affectionately: "I am always stupid. Sometimes I want to please the master, but in the end I always make you unhappy." I'm happy. Master... please pay attention to me, don't ignore me."

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