Official wizard

In the feeling of Wen Chun, Mingyue is like rolling dew in the morning leaves, crystal clear, refreshing and touching, leaving a mint -like fresh taste when you walk

Sometimes it seems that Mingyue seems to be particularly innocent. She performs innocently. It is almost a genius who pretending to be a pig and tiger. Behind her seemingly grievances. In fact, if the tricks and purpose of others are bright, she will never make a loud voice.

If the handling of weightlifting is light, the only time to lose is in the training hall, and it is planted in Wen Chun’s hands.

When Mingyue was wearing a police uniform, it was refreshing and capable, with a look of wisdom, but soft and kind, unlike many female policemen, always unconsciously rectified themselves like a sharp blade, no matter how to pretend to be affinity

It seems that everyone is like a suspect

Looking at it, Wen Chun's heart is like a wave of rolling Lang, blood and nerves flutter, and potential feelings are rippling in the heart.

As soon as Mingyue looked up, Wen Chun quickly turned the fiery eyes to the distance, and greeted the waiter with a pommons.

The waiter ran over: "Sir, what do you need?"

Wen Chun said carefreely: "Ordering"

Mingyue ordered French orange fried cake, corn pizza and Italian vegetable rolls

"What about mine?" Wen Chun blinked and asked

Mingyue asked, "I know what do you like to eat?"

Wen Chun said politely: "I am a meat animal, there is meat,"

"I am a vegetarian, the Tao is different, and you are not conspiring. You order it yourself." Mingyue handed the menu to Wen Chun

Wen Chun was studying the pictures on the menu for a long time. Finally, I ordered a German salted pig hand, as if it depends on it to appetite.

There is no way, I followed my dad Wen Yidao to walk the village, and Wen Chun was accustomed to pig running.

The food quickly came up. Wen Chun was not used to it with a knife fork. The knife was too blunt to cut the meat to be strenuous. The sound of his ping -pong, ping -pong knife and fork dish made a strange look at the neighbor.

Deficiency, I simply gave up my efforts, looked at Mingyue poorly, and whispered: "Hey, kid, can I use my hand?"

Mingyue laughed more than a long time before holding back

She brought Wen Chun's pig's hand in front of her, and helped to see a small piece, and she said, "This must be sawn, and I can see it. Do you understand?

At this moment, Mingyue is like a kindergarten teacher. She patiently explains simple common sense of life, Wen Chun is like an obedient child, and she is dementing and stood by her mouth.

I don’t know why, in front of Mingyue, Wen Chunle is enjoying all the achievements brought by pretending to be idiot or childish

After seeing it, Mingyue pushed the plate to Wen Chun again, and stretched out the slap.

"What? Do you give you a piece of pieces?" Wen Chun took a piece of meat skin, and it was on the palm of the bright moon opening.

"Yeah, what are you going to do?" Mingyue screamed and quickly retracted his hand

Wen Chun also laughed and asked, "What are you going to do?" Mingyue dragged his voice and said impatiently: "Pay tips"

Wen Chun touched it up and down, spread out his hands, and said, "No change"

"That's not okay, you have to pay, help you serve it." Mingyue grabbed the salted pig's hand over

Wen Chun was going back again, but was dragged by Mingyue

Wen Chun had to ask: "Then I owe it first, I can pay a higher interest"

Mingyue said with a smile: "Okay, the profit will be compounded."

The salty pig's hand returned to Wen Chun's hand. He picked up a piece, stuffed it into his mouth, and asked her: "Mingyue, aren't you afraid that I will default on my debt?"

"It's okay. The longer I wait, the higher my income will be." Mingyue patted the handbag beside her and said nonchalantly: "Besides, I have a treasure. Even if you run to the edge of the world, I can still find you.

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Wen Chun threw a piece of meat skin into Mingyue's plate: "Oh, then you have worked too hard. Eat more."

"You are disgusting!" Mingyue took out the fork and threw it into Wen Chun's plate.

Wen Chun ate it happily and then asked, "What will you do if I really run away?"

"Collecting debts, forcing you to pay back the money! Skin and bones, sell the land and steal the house, you have to pay back!" Mingyue looked fierce.

Wen Chun said with a smile: "I have no house or land. If you really catch me, I can only throw in a straw and sell myself to pay off the debt."

Mingyue looked at Wen Chun with disdain and said contemptuously: "Will anyone buy it?"

Wen Chun waved his fork and said innocently: "Of course, I can still sell for the price of this salty pig's knuckle with my thin skin and tender meat."

"Is it tender? Let me test it." Mingyue reached out and touched Wen Chun's face, shaking her head and said, "No, it's too thick. It won't be steamed or boiled well, so it probably won't sell for a good price."

"Really?" Wen Chunye touched his face guiltily and said pretentiously: "Well, it does seem a bit thick. How about I send it to your door to pay off your debt?"

Seeing Wen Chun's serious look, Mingyue burst out laughing.

Smiling and laughing, she suddenly realized that she had been tricked by Wen Chun again. Mingyue lowered her face and said, "You are so bad, I won't pay attention to you."

After saying that, he turned away and ignored Wen Chun again.

Wen Chun reached out and gently pulled Mingyue's hair tied behind her head.

Mingyue shook her head and still ignored him.

Wen Chun went to get the knife and fork again and wanted to put it into Mingyue's hand.

Mingyue let go of her hand, and the knife and fork fell on the plate, making a clinking sound.

"Oh, no, I've offended Comrade Mingyue. What should I do?" Wen Chun's voice was clearly filled with laughter: "How can I make Mingyue happy? By the way, I'll tell you a story, okay? Once upon a time."

A big bad wolf..."

Regardless of whether Mingyue agreed or not, Wen Chun shook his head and started talking.

"Don't listen, don't listen," Mingyue yelled

Wen Chun pretended to think for a moment and then said: "Okay, let's change it to something nicer. Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. There was an old monk in the temple telling stories to the little nun..."

"You're a nun, don't listen." Mingyue covered her ears.

"I am a monk, not a nun. On another Mid-Autumn Festival night, I held up a big mooncake, facing the bright moon in the sky, took a bite of the mooncake, looked at the moon, and then took another bite

Take a bite of moon cake and look at the bright moon again..."

"You are so beautiful." Mingyue turned around, rolled her eyes at Wen Chun, and couldn't help but feel happy.

Hahaha, Wen Chun couldn't stop laughing: "Aren't you angry anymore?"

"Angry!" Mingyue's face turned serious again, looking unyielding.

Wen Chun said pitifully: "Mingyue, how can you not be angry?"

"Am I angry?" Mingyue rolled her eyelids and looked at Wen Chun with a smile.

Wen Chun smiled helplessly. He really couldn't do anything about this weird elf Mingyue.