Swallowing the pastry with a bitter face, Nan Lingyu couldn't help but feel like vomiting, raised his eyes to Huang Xuan coldly and arrogantly, and said, "The high priest is relieved now, right?" ”

Huang Xuan smiled and nodded, "It seems that I misunderstood Miss Ling Yu."

As he spoke, he put the pastry in his mouth, and Nan Lingyu watched him chew, swallow, and eat a whole piece of pastry as if he was enjoying it, and he was particularly surprised.

"The heat is a little bigger, and the taste is not bad," Huang Xuan commented with a light smile

The corners of Nan Lingyu's mouth twitched slightly, and he said dryly: "If the high priest likes it, then eat more, I won't accompany the high priest if I have something."

Huang Xuan tapped his eyes and picked up the second piece from the goodness.

Nan Lingyu shuddered and left quickly.

Stepping out of the Night Pavilion, Nan Lingyu rubbed his arm hard, and Gu Zi muttered, "The stinky little ghost has a really strong taste, you can eat such unpalatable things, and I don't know how my junior sister does it, she can make pastries so delicious, but ......"

She smiled, her eyes full of treachery.

The stinky little ghost thinks that I deliberately can't make a good pastry to fix him, and I must not have thought that I added ingredients to the pastry, and the colorless and tasteless bitter grass can't kill you.

Humming a tune in a good mood, Nan Lingyu strode away with his head up.

At the beginning of the next morning, Nan Lingyu knocked on the door of the Yeyou Pavilion with a smile with a teacup, "High Priest, I'm here to bring you morning tea."

The pavilion was quiet, and there was not a single sound.

The corners of Nan Lingyu's lips curved, and he knocked on the door again, "High priest? ”

She knocked for a long time before the door slammed open.

The person who appeared at the door was disheveled, his face was pale, and his eyes were dark and black, obviously not resting well.

"Do what?" Huang Xuan held on to the door frame, staring at Nan Lingyu with gloomy eyebrows, he had a bad stomach, made trouble all night, and only fell asleep at dawn, it was full of anger.

Nan Lingyu curled his lips, looked Huang Xuan up and down, and said with a smile: "Didn't the high priest say yesterday that he wanted to drink morning tea?" Ling Yu didn't dare to delay, so he sent it to the high priest early."

"No need" Huang Xuan said irritably, and was about to close the door, Nan Lingyu quickly stopped, and pretended to be concerned before the other party frowned: "The high priest's face is not very good, is it not a good rest?" Do you want me to ask the cook to make some refreshing soup? ”

"No need to"

The door was slammed shut, blocking Nan Lingyu's view.

Nan Lingyu retracted her eyes, glanced at the closed door, gently pursed her lips, and poured out the teacup casually, she clapped her hands and snorted softly.

I didn't drink it, but it was a pity that Miss Ben prepared carefully.

However, it was not in vain that she could see the embarrassed appearance of the stinky little ghost, and it was not in vain that she got up early, hum, stinky little ghost, now you know the consequences of angering Miss Ben, right?

Raising her eyes and looking at the sky, the corners of Nan Lingyu's mouth bent, and a malicious light crossed the bottom of her eyes, how could she be worthy of the hard work she had to get up when she was in her teens if she didn't do something?

Thereupon......

"High Priest, the kitchen has prepared breakfast, I'll help you bring it" Nan Lingyu appeared in the Night Pavilion with a smile on his face while carrying the food box.

Huang Xuan opened the door silently, took the food box silently, and then closed the door silently.

Soon after he fell asleep, there was another knock on the door.

Huang Xuan frowned and opened the door, and the person outside the door smiled and picked up a cup of tea, "High priest, I just made a clear tea, come and taste it."

"There is work"

Knock knock.

"High priest, what do you want to eat for lunch, I'll let the kitchen prepare"

"Casual" Huang Xuan said patiently

Knock knock.

"High priest, the red-tailed pears of Nanliu Island are ripe, do you want to pick them together?"