Chapter 82 Slave (1)

   There was a moment of silence in the private room, and the dull atmosphere made Mo Kuang shrink back involuntarily. Could it be that she said something wrong?

  Liu Yuan and Bai Heng also moved uncomfortably. Looking at the two immobile people beside them, they suddenly felt a little bored about the surrounding atmosphere.

   "Dengdengdeng—" A sound of footsteps came from downstairs, from far to near.

   Within a few breaths, those footsteps stopped outside the private room, and then came the voice of the servant, "Master, the meal is ready."

   Hoo!

  Mo Liubai and the others breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. The atmosphere just now almost suppressed them to death.

   "Come in." The boy came in time, and relieved the dull atmosphere in the room. Junli secretly said.

  Looking at the simple but tangy dishes, Mo Kuang also forgot the embarrassment of the atmosphere just now. He looked at these dishes with drooling eyes, almost pounced on them with a look of salivation.

  Junli smiled. It is a miracle that such a straightforward character can survive till now. But when he saw the dagger at her waist, he knew it.

  Knowledge in martial arts, even if she has a straightforward personality, she won't be bullied much.

   "Eat it all." Seeing that someone's saliva was about to drip, Jun Li picked up a cloth handkerchief beside him and handed it to Mo Kuang.

  Mo Kuang was stunned for a moment, staring at Bupa, not knowing why.

  Bai Heng raised his forehead, pointed to his mouth, and then pointed to Mo Kuang.

   Mo Kuang was puzzled, but he still put the shou on his own lips. When you notice the viscous liquid on your mouth. His face immediately turned red.

   Seeing several people looking at him with smiles at the corners of their mouths, Mo Kuang quickly wiped the liquid from the corners of their mouths with his sleeve. His face was flushed and he lowered his head.

  I believe that if there is a crack in the ground at this time, she will definitely get in without hesitation.

  Jun Li opened his mouth to help Mo Kuang and said, "Okay, let's all sit down and eat."

  Mo Kuang heard the words and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If they keep staring at her, there is no guarantee that she will run away immediately.

  But this kind of thinking disappeared when I saw the table of fragrant food.

  Resisting the desire for these foods in his heart, he looked at Junli with some hesitation. Waiting for her, the host, to move the chopsticks first, and then their guests will move the chopsticks.

  Jun Li waved his hand, "I don't have so many rules when eating here, you don't have to be polite about what you want to eat, and you don't have to worry about Mu."

   As soon as the voice fell, the beggar chicken placed on the table in front of him was taken away by a black shadow in an instant. When I looked at it again, I was already eating it in someone's mouth.

  Mo Kuang was eating with relish, when he suddenly saw several eyes all on him, he couldn't help but pause while chewing. He looked at the chicken in his hand, then at the food on the table, and finally at the faces of several people. Then, with a face full of reluctance, he tore apart the chicken that had already been bitten a few times, divided it into several portions, and put them one by one in everyone's bowls, with eyes full of reluctance, "Eat it too."

   Several people looked at the beggar chicken stained with a few drops of suspicious liquid in the bowl, and the corners of their mouths twitched at the same time. Unanimously, they pushed the hot chicken in the bowl to Mo Kuang, and said, "Eat it, we don't like it."

  Mo Kuang was stunned at first when he heard the words, and asked doubtfully, "Really?"

   Several people nodded fiercely at the same time as if they had made a deal.

  Seeing this, Mo Kuang ate all the bowls of beggar chicken with a smile on his face. Then he pushed several bowls in front of several people with his hands full of oil, and said, "Return the bowls to you."

   Several people were instantly stunned by lightning.

  Looking at the oily bowl with finger prints on it. Several people suddenly felt that they didn't seem to be hungry at all.

   After Mo Kuang finished eating the beggar chicken, he picked up another plate of fish and began to feast on it.

   Jun Li, who is giving way to food like this, can't help wondering, how many years has she not eaten?

  Bai Heng on the side seemed to have guessed Jun Li's doubts, and said, "Brother Mo, her appetite...cough, it's always been better."

   Everyone knows this better meaning.

   It's just Jun Li's curiosity, how did Mo Kuang survive in the past? Judging by her attire, she doesn't look like someone from a rich family, and she has such a big appetite, can she eat enough every day?

Bai Heng on the side said again, "Brother Mo's family is poor, and every time he doesn't have enough to eat, he will go hunting in the mountains, hunt some rabbits and pheasants, and catch some fish to fill his stomach. Arrived wild game."

   It turned out to be like this.

  Junli nodded, and the way he looked at Mo Kuang changed slightly. A person who can have such a simple heart, if he is an official, must be a good official with integrity. I just listened to their conversation just now, Mo Kuang doesn't know how to write poems and songs, but only martial arts. In this way, if the martial arts foundation is good, it is possible to make an exception and give a half-job to serve the court.

   "Don't you all eat?" As he was eating, Mo Kuang realized something was wrong. Looking up, I saw that several people seemed to be chatting about something, and they didn't move anything on the table at all.

   Several people were startled, looked at each other, and said with a smile, "We are not hungry, you should eat."

  Mo Kuang just thought about it for a while, and muttered, "I don't want to eat such a delicious thing, I really don't know how to taste delicious food." Then she continued her journey of eating.

  Hearing this, several people stroked their foreheads helplessly.

   Tasting?

   Are you sure that you are tasting like you are wolfing down?

  Lunch ended while watching Mo Kuang gobble it up.

  After lunch, Junli arranged a wing room for several people on the fourth floor to rest. An hour later, all of them, except Mo Kuang, got up and sat together drinking a few cups of bamboo leaf tea and eating delicious snacks.

  I thought it would take another hour for Mo Kuang to wake up, but they just ate a snack, and Mo Kuang walked down with crumpled clothes and messy hair, eyes shining.

When he saw a few people eating dim sum, Mo Kuang shouted exaggeratedly, "Wow, you guys, you don't call me when you have something delicious." After speaking, he sat down unceremoniously, picked up a piece of dim sum and forgot his mouth delivery.

   After another full meal, Mo Kuang patted his stomach in satisfaction. He raised his eyes to look at a few people, only to realize that they looked at her with strange eyes

   Mo Kuang was puzzled, "What's wrong? They're all staring at me."

  Bai Heng coughed lightly and reminded, "Brother Mo, your... clothes and hair."

  Mo Kuang was stunned, and then remembered that he hadn't taken care of his clothes and hair after getting up, and his face was embarrassing, and he ran up to hug him as if fleeing.

   Half an hour later

  Several women with different temperaments and appearances walked on the street, attracting countless people to look back.

  Of course, what they all looked at was the stunning woman in the middle who was dressed in ink-colored clothes, and her every move was peerless. There was an indescribably noble aura everywhere on her body, and when she looked back, the sparkles in her eyes revealed an extremely mysterious and evil aura.

  In an instant, the souls of all the men wearing veiled hats on the street were hooked.

  (end of this chapter)

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