"I won't go out with you next time."

Lan Wenhua muttered and began to bite the dry food in her hands.

After a while, I couldn't help but say, "Brother Yin, why don't we go all night and find a place to live in the next city. In this wilderness... we have to eat dry food... Alas..."

Lan Wenhua looked at the hard dry food in her hand and sighed.

He was a dignified young man from the Lan family. When did he suffer such hardships? He walked with Yoon Seung-hyun and had finished all the hardships he had never suffered since childhood.

But Yoon Seung-hyun is still a non-talking person, and there is not even a person who can talk along the way.

There were many guards, but these guards were respectful to him. They answered whatever he asked, without any fun in chatting.

Yoon Seung-hyun still didn't say anything, and gnawed on dry food indifferently.

"Oh~"

Lan Wenhua sighed and was about to say a few more words, but suddenly she was stunned: "What does it smell so good..."

Subconsciously, his eyes looked at the place where the fragrance blew out.

When I saw this, I was shocked: "Brother Yin, look, what are they doing? Why are they so fragrant? They even have the fragrance of braised pork and roasted chicken..."

As he said that, he didn't care whether Yin Sheng-hyun agreed or not, and just walked over with a smell.

Han Xiaoya and her group were all very clear-headed, and they could hear clearly when they spoke.

Lan Wenhua naturally noticed it when she came over.

As soon as he approached, Mo Bing directly stopped the person outside: "What are you doing?"

Lan Wenhua sniffed two sips of the fragrance in the air, licked her face and said, "Girl, what are you doing?"

Mo Bing glanced at him lightly: "Cook."

Lan Wenhua: "..."

Of course he knew what he was cooking.

But when you meet him, don’t you ask politely if you want to eat some together?

Why didn't he react at all?

Not only did he not respond, but when he saw him looking at him with his neck stretched out his eyes, he even drove him straight away:

"Is there anything wrong? If nothing happens, I'll go to have a meal."

Lan Wenhua: "..."

"You have something to do?" Mo Bing was a little impatient.

I wondered why this person is so thick-skinned. Shouldn’t ordinary people avoid eating when they meet someone else’s family?

"Which one? I just want to ask if you need dry food. We bring a lot of dry food."

As she said this, Lan Wenhua still looked at the pot with her neck hooked up.

Zhao Fen has already started serving the rice.

Because there are many people, they basically have a layer of rice on the bottom, a layer of braised pork on top, and then a few people divide it into a pheasant or hare.

As the braised pork in the pot was scooped out spoon by spoon, the fragrance drifted far away.

Lan Wenhua's stomach started to scream, but she didn't want to chew the dry food in her hands. He licked his face and said, "Why... let's change?"

Lan Wenhua wanted to slap himself in the face.

He must be crazy, otherwise how could he say this?

What is someone else’s?

Braised pork, big white rice, and pheasant and hare.

Get the dry food and exchange it with them?

It's better to grab it.

Mo Bing also felt that he wanted to steal it, so he sneered, not wanting to pay attention to him anymore, so he turned around and prepared to go back for dinner.

But Lan Wenhua didn't want to leave, so she followed Mo Bing directly.

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