Yellow-haired two dogs

Zhuang Yuyan wanted to agree again, but she thought that she had already refused coldly just now, and what was the matter of repenting and agreeing to agree?

"Hmph, what kind of serious business can this guy have? I said it at the banquet before, don't go!"

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yuyan turned around and entered the practice room to start her day's homework.

The next day, the Tianqin Embassy sent another letter.

The personal palace maid came to Zhuang Yuyan again and reported: "Prince Lord, the embassy of Tianqin has sent another letter."

Zhuang Yuyan took it and opened it, and the divine pattern turned into Xiang Chen's little man again: "Hi, the beautiful Lord of the Star Palace, my respected queen, do you have free time today? Can you please come out and have a gathering with me? Have dinner together?”

Zhuang Yuyan's face darkened: "Don't go!"

On the third day, the letter came again: "Dear Yuyan, dear queen, can you do it today-"

On the seventh day in a row, the letter was still the same. Zhuang Yuyan said annoyedly, "Are you annoyed? Are you eating oil cakes?"

On the ninth day, Zhuang Yuyan was carefully putting on light makeup. The palace maid was a little surprised when she came to deliver the letter. Today, the palace master actually put on makeup!

It was originally a stunning face and excellent temperament. I put on a little light makeup, scribing my eyebrows, and squinted my eyeliner. The whole person suddenly became more beautiful and thrilling.

"Prince Lord, the Tianqin Embassy has sent another letter."

"I understand, let it go."

Opening the letter, Xiang Chen's little man projection appeared again, and he still smiled and asked the same question: "Dear Yuyan, the beautiful palace master--"

Zhuang Yuyan said expressionlessly: "Time, place?"

In the Tianqin Embassy, ​​Xiang Chen, who was holding Erlang's feet up on the desk and playing games with the magic mirror in the Shenji, suddenly sat up straight, then stood up and said, "Xuanwu Street, today at Xu hour, See you!”

In the evening, Xuanwu Street.

As one of the four bustling main streets in Fanxing City, the flow of people here is amazing and the shops are dazzling.

Xiang Chen looked at Zhuang Yuyan today, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I saw her wearing light makeup, like a beautiful and beautiful landscape painting, quiet and profound. Her eyes were black and bright, like the brightest stars in the night sky, shining with wisdom and tenderness.

Between the eyebrows, a slightly sword-like eyebrow was gently raised, revealing a hint of unruly and firmness. The thin red lips were slightly raised, like a cherry blossom in bud, both subtle and attractive.

Wearing a purple dress, she seemed to be integrated into the twilight of late spring. The deep violet skirt swayed gently in the wind, making her skin as white as snow, making her look even more mysterious.

The dusk of Xuanwu Street is shrouded in the amber twilight, with beauties as jade and gentlemen as rainbows.

"Beautiful Palace Master!"

Xiang Chen sincerely exclaimed: "I am worthy of being the number one beauty in the Star Palace. I think I am the number one beauty in Hongmeng Tianwu!"

Zhuang Yuyan's tone was indifferent and said proudly: "Talk the serious business."

"Hehe, come with me." Xiang Chen smiled and stepped forward, grabbed Zhuang Yuyan's tender little hand, pulled her away.

Zhuang Yuyan's face was flushed and she wanted to break free, but she was imprisoned by a force of space and could not break free unless her divine power was exploded.

The portable palace maid Xingren behind her was stunned!

Xiang Chen pulled her to a newly opened shop.

There are several large characters decorated with rainbow divine lights "Tianqin Veteran BBQ" above the shop

Taking Zhuang Yuyan into the store, Xiang Chen shouted, "The boss has three strings of dragon waists, one string of external jigs, four phoenix wings, one grilled arowana, ten strings of thousand-year-old leeks, and a jar of thousand-year-old wine--"

The two of them sat down, and the palace maid next to them was guarding outside the door.

Zhuang Yuyan looked at the table with a little greasy eyebrows and frowned slightly.

And Xiang Chen has already started fiddling with the barbecue fire box.

Xiang Chen squatted in front of the barbecue fire box and fiddled with the charcoal fire, and the hem of the black brocade robe was casually tucked around his waist.

He hummed a "yellow" tune, and brushed the chicken wings with Tianqin secret sauce while his fingers flew. The crackling sparks of charcoal fire made the side face light and dark.

"Is this what you are talking about?" Zhuang Yuyan stood five feet away, frowned and looked at the greasy barbecue. She deliberately changed into a plain purple star pattern skirt, but at this moment she was so smoky that she took a step back by the cumin flavor, and the star chains on her wrist were tinging.

Xiang Chentou handed the bamboo stick without looking back: "Of course, what kind of business is more important than eating? Try this, the moonlight mushroom I personally skewed with the Yaochi Fairy Dew, soaked it for three days and three nights."

Three mushrooms were skewed on the bamboo sticks, and there was a suspicious purple light in the scorch.

Zhuang Yuyan looked at the string of ghost things with a little disgust. When she took the bamboo stick, she shone with starlight on her fingertips and secretly used poison detection techniques, but she was shocked to realize that pure moonlight was flowing in the mycelium: "Use the cloudy sky fire." Baked?”

"The Palace Master has good eyesight." Xiang Chen wiped his hands with a mottled oil-stained towel, "This string of mushrooms is like my feelings for you. It looks rough on the outside and hides the universe inside-"

He shook the folding fan like a magic trick, and wrote a crooked poem on the fan: The galaxy river is not as hot as barbecue, and the bright moon is not as cool as a girl.

Zhuang Yuyan's ears were slightly red, but she saw that the guy had already rushed to the other end of the grill. The charcoal fire rose three feet of flames, eighteen skewers of lamb danced on the iron net, and the oil stars splashed into golden snakes dancing wildly.

Xiang Chen held two palm-shaped fans in his hand, the left fan triggered the Taoist rhyme of Lihuo, and the right fan raised the true meaning of Xun Feng, which actually demonstrated the ordinary cooking dance to achieve Taoism.

"Look at it!" He suddenly threw the palm fan into the night sky, and formed seals with both hands to summon the power of the Nine Yang's fingers. The red fingers fell like a meteor shower. The meat skewers in the air in every precise spot instantly stimulated the burnt fragrance that caused diners across the street to stretch their necks and look around.

If the Zen Master of Yue Chan Country knew that one of the highest martial arts in Yue Chan Country in billions of years was used to grill, I wonder what he thought?

"Try this again." Xiang Chen held the celadon plate and approached the barbecue with a gilded luster. "I call it Golden Wind and Jade Dew - Gold is tempered by Jiuyang Tianhuo, and jade is marinated by Kunlun Snow Salt."

Zhuang Yuyan reluctantly couldn't take a bite, and her beautiful eyes suddenly contracted.

The moment the gravy exploded on the tip of the tongue, the Taoist rhyme flowed like a galaxy, and the seven flavors bloomed layer by layer: at first it was the rough swell of the wind and sand of the northern desert, which instantly turned into the lingering rain of the south of the Yangtze River, and finally settled into the clear dew of the night dew of the star palace.

This kind of fireworks taste is a taste she has never enjoyed in the palace.

She enjoys too many high-end ingredients and high-end methods.

However, this way of eating at a barbecue stall in the market is indeed the first time for her to eat a big girl in a sedan chair.

"How?" Xiang Chen looked at her with his chin. When the barbecue, the charcoal ash was smeared on the tip of his nose like a cat: "This taste is comparable to the dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder in your palace."

"It's okay." Zhuang Yuyan answered with a stunning expression.

But when Xiang Ergou suddenly approached, his fingertips brushed across the corner of her lips, he picked up a white sesame seed: "Master, can you tell me that I have not eaten yet, and I am full when I see you."

Zhuang Yuyan waved her hand to hit Xiang Chen’s thin fingertips just now, frowned and asked, “Why?”

Xiang Chen smiled and said, "Because you are so beautiful, you are my dish!"

Zhuang Yuyan's delicate body trembled slightly, and she felt goose bumps that were rare once every thousand years.

The sparks brought about during breathing were floating between the two of them. Zhuang Yuyan opened her mouth slightly, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Yes, the palace lord who received higher education since childhood has never seen such a shameless greasy gangster yellow-haired person!