"That's good." She sighed and went to serve tea again. Before her hand touched the tea cup, Song Lang snatched the tea cup away.
"This tea is cold. I'll pour you another cup." As he said, he poured out the tea and poured another one.
Bai Zhi staggered his gaze, looked at the sky gradually shining outside, and asked, "When are you going to release Princess Qianfang?"
Song Lang pushed the tea cup in front of her, "When did I say I would let them go?"
"You'll let them go sooner or later, won't you?" She curled her lips, a small smile formed at the corners of her mouth, with a sharp insight into the hearts of the people.
Song Lang shrugged: "Maybe, but not now, you know it too well, don't you?"
He condensed her face, the face under the candlelight, not like a mortal in a trance.
"You and Qianfang have never been ignorant of your life, why do you care about her so much?"
Bai Zhi shook his head: "Sincerity? It's just a few more questions. It's still much less than what you did."
Song Lang frowned, an annoyed expression on his face.
"You can't say two nice sentences? Even one sentence?"
Bai Zhi shook his head again: "I am a straight person. One says one, and the other talks two. I don't know how to lie."
Song Lang was very angry. This girl, obviously deliberate, just wanted to piss him off, hum, she didn't let her do what she wanted.
Thinking about it, the irritation on his face immediately disappeared, and a group of blandishness was restored: "Do whatever you want!"
Bai Zhi stopped talking and only drank tea in silence.
Song Lang is also calm and relaxed, drinking tea to admire the beauties, happy!
After a while, Xiaoqing came in with two plates. One plate was fried dishes, and the other was noodles. No, it should be said to be pancakes. It was more than a little thicker than the crust made by Bai Zhi.
The scent of the dish is also wrong, completely different from the one he had just eaten.
Song Lang frowned immediately, and was about to speak, but Bai Zhi first spoke: "It looks good. I didn't expect that Sister Xiaoqing still has such a skill. Just glanced at what I did, and immediately did exactly the same. ."
Song Lang couldn't say anything after hearing her words.
Xiaoqing was overjoyed in her heart, and hurriedly rolled a sheet for the son and handed it to him.
Song Lang took it, frowned and took a bite. The taste was okay, but it was far worse than what Bai Zhi made.
He only reluctantly ate one and refused to eat it again: "I'm full."
Although the son only ate one piece, Xiao Qing was still very happy. This was the first time the son had eaten something she made. She had done it before, but son had never even looked at it.
At this time, the sky outside was already bright, Song Lang finally got up, "I will go to see the medicine pond, Jin Wang guess this will be waiting at the door."
Bai Zhi just didn't hear the latter sentence, "Can I go and have a look together?"
Song Lang nodded: "It's okay, I'll see it sooner or later." As he said, he turned and walked out.
Xiaoqing followed behind Bai Zhi, and suddenly stretched out her hand to pull at her sleeve, and asked, "Can you teach me to make a thin skin like yours?"
Bai Zhi looked at Xiaoqing in surprise. This girl, who used to look at her with cannibal eyes before, is now like a little daughter-in-law again
She nodded: "Of course it can, but not now. I'll be busy for a while, if I have a chance, I can teach you."
Xiaoqing looked excited and nodded quickly, grateful.
In this era, a dish and a prescription are all treasures that can be used as heirlooms. No one can teach others like her.
No wonder this girl would be so happy.
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See you tomorrow!