"Shall I rub it for you?" Zhao Jingting put down the dagger in his hand, walked to Xie Lun's side and sat down. He reached out to hold Xie Lun in his arms and rubbed Xie Lun's belly. "Is this comfortable?"
"Comfortable, this yak meat is so delicious! It's boring to eat it dry. If it's paired with osmanthus wine, tsk tsk tsk, it will definitely be more delicious." Xie Lun leaned comfortably in Zhao Jingting's arms and licked happily. Burp.
"Yak meat with osmanthus wine, haha, you really think about it." Zhao Jingting said with a smile.
"Hey, I just suddenly want to drink osmanthus wine. I haven't drunk osmanthus wine in many years," Xie Lun said while sipping the taste. "Everyone says that Suzhou's osmanthus wine is the best, but I think the osmanthus wine from Jingshi is the best." It's a unique thing. I want to buy osmanthus and drink it, but it's not the same, young man."
"Are you really that greedy?" Zhao Jingting looked at his little appearance and felt as if grass had grown in her heart.
"Yeah, I'm so greedy," Xie Lun rested his head on Zhao Jingting's thigh and looked at him lazily, "What? Do you want to treat me to a drink?"
"Yes, I really want to invite you," Zhao Jingting pursed her lips and smiled, reaching out to touch Xie Lun's red face, "When the time comes, my brother will invite you to drink osmanthus wine. Can you sing "Zhang Sheng is on the Fifth Watch" to my brother? "
"Bah! Shameless!" Xie Lun's face suddenly turned redder. He glanced at Zhao Jingting fiercely, paused, and then whispered, "Then we have to see the wine first."
"Sure!" Zhao Jingting smiled cheerfully, "No credit will be given after the money has been paid. I understand this rule!"
The corner of Xie Lun's mouth twitched: "... Zhao Jingting, did you go to Goulan Courtyard behind my back?!"
Zhao Jingting was shocked: "Alan! You have wronged me!"
"Did I wrong you?!" Xie Lun almost turned into a fighting cock, cocking his neck and staring, "You know all the rules, so you can see that you go there often! Why should I wrong you!"
"Isn't this the rule of our tavern in Culun?" Zhao Jingting looked at Xie Lun with a confused look on his face, "Is it possible that the same rule applies to Goulan Courtyard?"
Xie Lun: "..."
Zhao Jingting probed: "How did Allen know? Could it be that Allen has been there?"
The corner of Xie Lun's mouth twitched even more fiercely, "...if I can go to that place, what the hell do I have to do with you?!"
"Hahaha!" The next second, Zhao Jingting couldn't help but kiss his little fighting cock. He couldn't get enough of it.
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Enough fussing, the two of them huddled together and talked about business.
"I heard that the Tubo royal family sent a letter of surrender yesterday?" Xie Lun still looked lazy, but his voice was softer.
"Well, I was sent back by Nanshan." Zhao Jingting said.
Xie Lun was startled: "Why is this? Haven't you been waiting for the letter of surrender from Tibet?"
"But only a prime minister and an unknown prince came, and not even a prince came. I'm too lazy to see them," Zhao Jingting said, while adding, "But when it comes to the princes of Tubo, I'm not very willing either. See."
"The eldest prince and the second prince of Tubo are both married to Siamese princesses, and they are both serious sons-in-law of the Siamese royal family. Naturally you are not happy to meet them," Xie Lun said, frowning, "click below. Son."
"Here?" Zhao Jingting's big hand slid down and came to Xie Lun's waist, "Is it uncomfortable here?"
Xie Lun felt a little uncomfortable and grumbled: "Why did you get so crazy last night? You don't know how... I'm not made of iron..."