What does it mean to be polite when eating? Was he not polite before? Does that mean
Jin Xiaoan's face is red, and he is very embarrassed, but he still hasn't retired because of this embarrassment. He thought to himself that he has already heard the ugly words. If he left at this time, wouldn't it be a bad thing? You have to eat and drink before you leave.
Meng Nan wanted to serve Baizhi, but there was a Hu Feng in between. He couldn't succeed every time. No matter what, it ended up in Hu Feng's bowl.
Looking at the two competing young men, Dongfang Mulle's eyebrows were open and smiling. They all met before Bai Zhi confessed. They liked Bai Zhi instead of Bai Zhi's identity, which made him very gratified. Only in this way Feelings are the purest.
It's a pity that there is only one Bai Zhi, so he naturally prefers to teach the older students by himself.
Dongfang Muchao Meng Nan said: "Meng Nan, since you are Zhi'er's lifesaver and you are familiar with Yan'er, when the two of them get married, how about you be a witness for them?"
Meng Nan was stunned, and the corn in the chopsticks fell into the bowl, looking straight at Dongfang Mu, watching his flipping lips, but couldn't hear his voice anymore.
He didn't know how the meal ended, or how he got out of Dongfang Bieyuan. When he got into the carriage, Jin Xiaoan gave him a hard push. He just woke up, but found that people were already returning. Home on the carriage.
Jin Xiaoan said: "My son, where there is no fragrant grass in the end of the world, since the flower in front of you already belongs to it, you can just go ahead and let it go!"
Meng Nan smiled bitterly: "Doesn't it mean that you can get back the feelings you have given away? If it can be as light as you said, how can this world be for people who are trapped by love?"
Jin Xiaoan doesn't understand those, only knows that the son and the white girl are hopeless in this life, no matter how infatuated, it is no use, it is better to let go, maybe a better girl will appear.
The carriage returned to Meng's house. Meng Nan drank a few glasses of wine today. He didn't feel drunk when he went out, but when he got out of the carriage, he felt dizzy.
Jin Xiaoan helped Meng Nan enter the mansion through the side door. As soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by the housekeeper: "Master, the master is waiting for you in Sanhe Hall for a long time, please move!"
Meng Nan frowned and his head became more and more faint, and he didn't know what reason his father was going to tell him again, and he was annoying to death.
Jin Xiaoan helped Meng Nan to the Sanhe Hall. Master Meng paced back and forth in the hall, and when he saw the two of them coming, he immediately greeted him: "What's the matter? Have you been drinking?"
Jin Xiaoan laughed dryly: "Master, I don't drink too much, just a few glasses. The son is in a bad mood today, and he gets drunk after drinking."
Meng Nan waved his hand: "I'm not drunk, who said I was drunk?" He pushed Jin Xiaoan away, stumbled over to the chair and sat down, picked up his father's leftover cup of herbal tea, and drank it.
The cold tea poured into his throat, and the chaos in his brain instantly became clear. He looked up at his father and asked, "Father, you are still waiting for me so late, but what's the matter?"
Seeing that his son was not drunk in a mess, Meng Yuande was relieved and said hurriedly: "I heard that you went to Prince Jin’s Mansion today, but did not see King Jin. He went to Dongfang Bieyuan again. After entering, he never came out. See Mr. Dongfang?"
Meng Nanliang smiled: "Sure enough, you sent someone to follow me, you know my whereabouts very clearly."
Meng Yuande didn't want to talk to him about this now, and asked directly: "What do you want to do in Dongfang Bieyuan? I saw Mr. Dongfang today?"