Princess too Young, Prince too Old

The master watched Xie Lun and they came in, with a smile: "The barbecue can be eaten now. Xiao is going to the front yard to call the general. The two generals are invited to take their seats."

"Wow, this is also incense," Shelen walked to the grill in three steps, took the dagger and cut a piece of meat into the mouth. It was hot and hot, and he swallowed without chewing. When I got belly, I couldn't stop praising, "Master, your craftsmanship is really incomparable to that of a master chef!"

"The general is ridiculous, but practice makes perfect. The two generals use slowly, and the younger retreats first." The master Fu bowed back.

"Nanshan, sit here," Xie Lun greeted Mu Nanshan sitting next to him, and handed a dagger to Mu Nanshan, and said, "Tuban's food is really unpalatable, and it is always undercooked, but this barbecue It's so delicious, I won't get tired of eating three meals a day. "

Mu Nanshan was not as stingy as Xie Lun, cut a piece of lamb and brought it to his mouth, commenting, "The taste is OK."

"Even if it's okay?" Shelen shoved a large piece of yak meat into her mouth, and her speech was a bit vague.

"I have been eating in Beidi for twenty years, and I ca n’t eat anything better." Mu Nanshan laughed, pouring a pot of wine out of the altar and warming it on the charcoal.

"Yes, when you first arrived in Cullen, you still suspected that our Cullen's lamb was not as delicious as your Pedi, I didn't say it at the time, but I scolded you eight hundred times earlier," Xie Lun remembered the past, I couldn't help but hooked my lips, took two wine glasses and placed them in front of them, and looked at the quiet side of Mu Nanshan, "Shan, you are really different from before."

Mu Nanshan took the jug and poured it over the two. He smiled and asked Xie Lun, "What's different?"

"It used to be a proud and proud man, but now it is a stable and mature man. Shan, I'm really happy for you," Xie Lun touched Mu Nanshan while holding a wine glass, and didn't rush to drink. He still looked at Mu Nanshan and paused. After a moment, he said, "Just now, I think you seem different again, Shaner, do you have a mind?"

Mu Nanshan trembled his fingers and spilled a half glass of osmanthus wine. He took a breath and drank the wine. He did not answer Xie Lun's words, but poured another glass by himself. The wine was still drunk. When he was about to pour a third glass of wine, Sheron snatched his glass.

"What the **** is wrong with you? Since the Mid-Autumn Festival, I think you are a bit wrong." Xie Lun frowned and asked, although Mu Nanshan had a good drink, but he was never a good drinker. Never have a sullen drink like this.

"Brother Xie, didn't you say we're drunk today?" Mu Nanshan took his lip, wiped his face with his hand, and then smiled at Xie Lun, "Don't ask, we'll do well. Drink. "

"I don't ask? Then who would ask?" Xie Lun's face sank, and he put the wine glass further away. He looked at Mu Nanshan's face. The young man Lang Danger Lang smiled, but the smile was more ugly than crying, Xie Lun He gently exhaled, and rubbed Mu Nanshan's head behind him. "What? The child is thinking about it now? He refuses to tell his brother?"

Mu Nanshan's nose was sore and sour. He was too busy to take a breath, twisted his head, facing the flame of beating Huang Huang, he was half-stunned, and finally he pulled his head a little discourageously: "Xie Brother, my mother kisses No longer me. "

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