Yun Qingyan admired Huo Yichen's aggrieved look.
She didn't know why, but she felt happy when she saw Huo Yichen's look of wanting to hit someone but having to suppress his temper.
Maybe it's because this guy's attitude is so hateful
Yun Qingyan secretly found a reason for herself to bully others, so she grabbed a spirit fruit and ate it.
Huo Yichen smiled very deliberately, "Come on, Miss Yun, please have tea."
Yun Qingyan took it and glanced at Huo Yichen from the corner of his eye.
Huo Yichen handed another cup of hot tea to Huo Lingtian, "Dad, you drink too."
"Hahaha! Okay! Okay!"
Huo Lingtian took the hot tea and was a little flattered. Ever since his mother died in depression, the relationship between father and son has always been tense. Although it was not cold, but... Huo Yichen would never serve him tea.
Today, it was the first time that he drank tea served by his son.
Huo Lingtian couldn't help but glance at Yun Qingyan again.
Miss Yun really has a pair of hands that turn decay into magic. Even his son, who is so unruly that he doesn't take anyone seriously, is docile and submissive.
Slowly drinking hot tea and eating spiritual fruit, Yun Qingyan suddenly frowned, a few rays of light flowing out of his eyes, and looked at Huo Yichen with a smile, "Why do I feel... something is missing."
Before she could finish her words, Huo Yichen's face showed a true expression.
snort! He knew that this woman would never give up easily, and he was ready to solve all the difficulties she faced.
"With hot tea, of course there must be pastries." Huo Yichen smiled and waved his left hand. The last large trunk of the five-hundred-year-old nanmu was wrapped in star energy. There was a crackling sound of energy inside, and sawdust flew everywhere.
Then Huo Yichen raised his hand, sucked in the tree trunk wrapped in Xingyuan force, and placed it in place.
It is a simple small table, which looks like a wooden pier and a table, but it has a bit of natural ancient charm.
He then touched the space ring, took out hot pastries one after another, and placed them on the wooden pier.
"This is the signature spiritual cake I bought from the best pastry shop in Lingtian City when I went to wash the spiritual fruits. It goes well with hot tea."
He smiled 'mildly'.
Yun Qingyan touched her nose.
The city lord's palace is in the center of Lingtian City, and the pastry shop is on the edge of the outer city. Huo Yichen is really 'just a drop-in'.
Huo Lingtian also looked at his son in extreme surprise.
Is this... still his son? !
Huo Lingtian didn't know that during those days in Dongcheng, except for his temper, Huo Yichen had been trained to perfection by Yun Qingyan.
The experience he gained during those days was enough for him to deal with all 'unreasonable' requests.
After eating a few more pastries to fill his stomach, Yun Qingyan drank the last sip of hot tea and knew that she was almost done.
If he continues, I'm afraid Huo Yichen will really fall out.
"Okay, give me the Yuanqi." Yun Qingyan wiped off the pastry crumbs on her hands with a soft handkerchief.
Huo Yichen took a breath and it was finally over.
He released everything at once, and this time there was even more than before.
It can be seen that when Huo Lingtian asked him to show the collection to Yun Qingyan, he had reservations.
"These are my collections for many years, please leave them to Your Excellency Yun."
Yun Qingyan glanced at him sideways.
Will this please her, Lord Yun
As soon as she loses her value, this guy can immediately turn his back on her and turn her from Mr. Yun into a damn woman, right? !
(End of chapter)