Tang Muxia glanced at a piece of black suit pants.

She wanted to say there wasn't.

But afterwards, I just smiled.

In Di Miaomiao's view, that smile was self-evident.

"Grandma is so nice to you. I heard from my third brother that this Mingche is extraordinary, a very powerful academic master."

"Do you like it too?" Tang Muxia looked at Di Miaomiao with envy and couldn't help but become curious.

"I have the aura of a top student."

"Then isn't your brother Tingye more powerful?"

"He is suitable to be the president, and the rest are not suitable."

"You are her own sister, I think you are right!" Tang Muxia replied firmly.

"Brother Tingye is just a machine, an emotional machine. He probably doesn't know how to give birth to a baby with Yi Menghui." Di Miaomiao suddenly laughed.

The next second, a chestnut fell on her head.

"Ouch! Who!" Di Miaomiao covered her head and looked back fiercely.

When she saw that it was Di Tingye's cold and handsome face, she immediately whispered.

"Brother Tingye, why did you knock my head? I'm not smart at all!"

"Is there anything wrong with knocking you?"

"I'm telling the truth." Di Miaomiao nodded, feeling very aggrieved.

"Okay, let's wash it, go over and ignore him."

Tang Muxia held the fruit plate in one hand and pulled Di Miaomiao away with the other.

Ignore Di Tingye directly.

Di Tingye's face was always cold. He followed the two of them and walked straight towards the dining table in a cold manner.

Tang Muxia walked over and was about to sit down. Di Tingye walked over directly and sat in the position she was about to sit.

Then he ignored it and picked up the lemonade in front of him and took two sips.

That location was originally from Tang Muxia.

Because the old lady was sitting in the main seat and she was chatting with Mingche, the closest person to the main seat was Mingche. Originally, Tang Muxia was going to sit next to Mingche.

Just as he set the fruit plate, Di Tingye walked over, sat in her seat, and sat next to Mingche.

Very conscious and ignored.

Very cold and unruly!

Seeing this, the old lady gave Di Tingye a wink.

Di Ting was drinking water at night, but he didn't see it.

Tang Muxia couldn't say anything, so he pulled Di Miaomiao to sit opposite him.

The old lady was smiling happily just now and became unhappy in an instant.

This brat just said he wouldn't make trouble!

"Tingye, aren't you the busiest one? Why are you here? Why are your legs injured? Are you all right?"

"Thank you grandma for your concern. My leg is just a minor injury. I am not busy today. I want to come and accompany my grandma."

If it weren't for Mingche, the old lady wanted to drive him away.

The reason why Yi Menghui became pregnant made her feel angry and had no place to spread.

I didn't want to worry about it.

But this little brat even came up to her and angered him!

Let's see how she dealt with her later.

Aunt Fang served the food, and the old lady asked everyone to get the chopsticks.

The first chopstick she picked up a tiger-skin pepper for Di Tingye.

"This tiger skin pepper is delicious. Your Aunt Fang's new dish can eat 20,000 rice in Xiaxia."

Tang Muxia looked at the old lady's chopsticks and stretched over with great force.

She suddenly thought of something and picked up a chopstick for Di Tingye.

Di Miaomiao looked around and wanted to remind her.

Brother Tingye can't eat spicy food...

But when she saw the grandma's eyes stopping her, she didn't say it, and she silently ate the rice.

Today's meal is obviously the meaning of Hongmen Banquet for Brother Tingye.

"Yes, it's super delicious." After Tang Muxia finished picking it up, he also picked it up for Mingche.

But when she dropped the chopsticks, she asked thoughtfully: "Do you eat spicy food? This one is a bit spicy."

"I've eaten lighter. If you like it, eat more."

"Okay, then you eat this, Aunt Fang's specialty." Tang Muxia put the tiger skin pepper in his bowl and chopsticks.

Picked sweet and sour pork ribs for Mingche.

"Thanks."

Thank you politely.

Tang Muxia looked at the old lady, then picked up the small bowl and had a meal.

But his eyes were always looking at Di Tingye's direction.

Emperor Ting didn't eat spicy food at night, and Tang Muxia already knew it when he was in Jiangnan.

His taste is light.

Grandma did it on purpose, so did she.

I just want to see how he eats it!

Di Tingye looked at the rice bowl in front of him, and there were two large pieces of tiger-skinned pepper piled up.

The whole bowl of rice was probably stained.

He pretended to be fine, picked up the small bowl gracefully and ate expressionlessly.

Chew slowly and suck in a gentle and elegant manner.

There is no sign of anything unusual at all.

Tang Muxia glanced at the old lady.

The two of them seemed to say something again.

Tang Muxia: Isn’t he afraid of spicy food? Can’t eat spicy food?

Old lady: Yes, what's going on?

The two blinked their eyes.

Then he continued to look at Di Tingye.

It's still nothing.

Nothing unusual is seen.

If a person who cannot eat spicy food and eat such spicy chili, he will drink water at the least, and cry at the worst.

Then it will get out of control.

Di Tingye is fine.

The sitting posture is straight and the dining etiquette is extremely elegant.

But there was a fine sweat on my forehead.

In addition, it is as motionless as a mountain.

"Brother Tingye eats very deliciously, eat more." Tang Muxia took the initiative.

Seeing that he had eaten almost the same food, he immediately picked up another chopstick for him.

These chopsticks were almost the meal she had for a bowl of rice.

Di Tingye looked at the chopsticks that stretched out, and his deep black eyes were not at all turbulent.

He just stared at Tang Muxia for a few seconds.

Tang Muxia felt panicked.

She was afraid of him. She knew she was wrong, but she would dare to do it next time!
To be continued...