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Chapter 68: The Roasted Crow Must Taste Good

  But unexpectedly, Ye Mo didn't seem to have lost his appetite at all. Not only did he finish the dish of sautéed flowers with chopsticks, but he also went on to take a second helping.

  "In the future, you two should get along peacefully." Lu Yao was also eating from that plate of flowered dish, "Don't always scare it, after all, it's just a bird."

  "Wow! Master! You're underestimating Xiao Qi too much." Is he saying that Seventh Young Master is just a bird? That's also a top-notch bird, "Xiao Qi has been living in this city for many years to learn human language?"

  "How many years is many years?" Luoyao picked up a mouthful of rice, seeing Yemeng so fond of flower vegetables, leaving the rest to him, and turned to attack that plate of boiled meat slices that had been improved by the chef.

  The red rape flower's red oil dish is made into a light flavor, but the meat is still as tender and fragrant.

  Kan Luoyao eating boiled meat slices, Ye Moyuan also followed suit and picked some up.

  Zhou Ming slapped his own head and secretly smiled on one side.

  How can he be so stupid and forget that the young lady is his master's dessert?

  As long as Young Madame likes to eat it, Young Master will definitely like to eat it too. I was really worried for nothing just now.

  After dinner, Ye Mo didn't return to the study, instead accompanying Luo Yao back to the bedroom.

  Luoyao didn't mind, she was now single-mindedly trying to find a place for Xiaoqi to live. She searched high and low in the bedroom for half a day, but couldn't find an ideal location.

  "What do you want to do?" Ye Mo Yuan looked at Xiao Ai, who didn't take himself seriously at all, and couldn't help but walk over. "Tell me, I'll help you solve it."

  "Don't want to do anything, just want to build a nest for Xiao Qi."

  "Do you want to raise it in our house?"

  Ye Mo Yuan coldly stared at the raven, if it dared to respond, he would definitely pluck out all its feathers.

  Xiao Qi immediately let out a loud cry as soon as she came into contact with that cold gaze.

  "Wow! I don't want to live with you guys, I'm a wild bird, not suitable for living in air-conditioned rooms, this will reduce my sensitivity to nature."

  "Hmm! You understand quite a lot." Ye Moyuan praised with a hint of a smile.

  Xiao Qi rolled her green bean-like eyes and looked at the man with a wronged expression.

  Dad! If I didn't say it this way, would you let me off? Looking at the way you're staring at me like you want to eat me up, if I insist any further, won't my life be in danger?

  Ye Moyuan raised an eyebrow, his eyes clearly implying: Good for you that you know better, otherwise the taste of roasted crow would definitely be good.

  Xiao Qi shuddered and bowed her head, opening her mouth to plead: "Master! Open the door and let me out!"

  "Are you really not staying here?" Luo Yao opened the door with a skeptical expression, looking at the crow flying out. "Will you be in danger if you're alone outside?"

  "Wow! No way. The night garden is so big, I can just find a random tree and build a nest." Xia Qi's voice was getting farther and farther away.

  Luoyao retreated back, closed the door, and just as she turned around, she bumped into Ye Mo's chest.

  "What are you going to do?" She was a bit nervous, incoherent, and that damned good-looking man's face was too close for comfort.

  Ye Moyuan stretched out his long arm and pulled the person into his embrace, with a questioning gaze in his eyes.

  "I'm not doing anything, I just want to ask you, don't you have anything to say to me?"

  Luoyao nestled in the man's arms, resting her head against his chest.

  It's sour and sweet, astringent, with all five flavors mixed together.

  Chen Hengzhi was too cruel to her, and she felt sad in her heart.

  Ye Moyuan was too good to her, she felt happy in her heart.

  But she is not Chen Ceng, and all of this may be just a reflection in the water or a flower in the mirror to her, something that can be seen but not grasped.

  Is this man destined not to be hers? Should she let her heart sink because of it?

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