This villain in quick time travel is a little bit love

Chapter 222 When You Met Your First Love 3
The restaurant is very lively and noisy.

The restaurant is a two-story building, and the downstairs is where ordinary people eat. One table and four benches are a simple place to eat.

On the contrary, the place where the distinguished guests eat and live upstairs is completely different from the first floor.

Yun Qian stepped up the steps on the second floor, a faint scent of sandalwood wafted around his nostrils, he stared at it carefully, and found that the source of the aroma was the handrail of the stairs, and the hollow carved window tallow at the corner of the second floor cast fine sunlight on him , Looking up, the exquisite craftsmanship of carved windows is also extraordinary.

Yun Qian's eyes narrowed slightly.

This store is not easy.

Mingxi Town is located in a remote mountainous area. Although the scenery is beautiful, it is definitely not a place where you can make money.

The wood used for the decoration of this store is all high-quality sandalwood that can only be owned by the ministers of the court or the royal family and nobles. Not only that, but even the delicate technique of carving windows is unique to the carpenter of Gu Guogong, who was exiled from the capital...

It seems that he needs to test the boss.

"What's the matter, little monk?" Seeing that Yun Qian couldn't leave, Xiao Bo looked back suspiciously.

Yun Qian lowered her eyes to hide it, "It's okay, let's go, I'm hungry too."

Xiao Boru can't let Xiao Boru know about her at the moment.

"Hungry?" Xiao Boru was surprised.

He has known the little monk for more than half a month, sometimes even if the little monk was hungry, he would never say it out of his mouth, but today he heard it twice.

Could it be that the little monk is not restrained because he is familiar with him?
Yun Qian seemed to understand what Xiao Boru was thinking, nodded her head, said "um" concisely, skipped Xiao Boru and walked to the window seat on the second floor.

Xiao Boru followed Yun Qian's back as he walked away alone, feeling a little depressed.

Why did the little monk treat him so far and so close.

This morning, she was holding his hand and crying pitifully, but now she has turned her face.

After having a wife, I don't know how to go too far.

Xiao Boru thought to himself, and after an unknown amount of time, he walked slowly to sit down opposite Yunqian, and found that the little monk had even ordered the food.

He looked at the little monk.

The young monk's face was calm, and he only spoke a few words, but it made Xiao Boru smile.

"I see you're thinking about something. When Xiaoer comes, I'll order food according to your preference. Do you still like it?" Yun Qian asked, staring at Xiao Boru.

I know what he likes in my heart, but I know it well.

Sure enough, Xiao Bo smiled happily.

"Little monk, you know me quite well. You order all my favorite dishes." He picked up his chopsticks, put a piece of his favorite Kung Pao chicken in the Yunqian bowl, and said cheerfully.

"Reward you."

Young monks are not real monks, and it is normal to eat meat.

Yun Qian's eyes fell on the chicken brought by the man in the bowl, his eyes were slightly bright, and there was a little joy in them.

Although he doesn't like to eat chicken, but this is what Xiao Boru picked up, so it's different, it's no longer ordinary chicken, but the chicken that Xiao Boru picked up for him.

Yunqian stretched out her slender white hands, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the chicken in the bowl, and just as she touched her lips, her face suddenly turned pale, her hand holding the chopsticks trembled, and the temperature on her body dropped.

Xiao Boru looked at the reaction of the little monk, and his heart was suspended, and his first reaction was: "What's wrong? Could it be that the chicken is poisonous!"

He speaks a lot.

The guests sitting next to him looked at him one after another, and followed him to the young monk opposite, neither spitting up food nor spitting it out.

Yunqian noticed the gazes from all around, the veins on her forehead were aching, her eyes looking at Xiao Boru were a bit hollow.

"The vegetables are not poisonous, so eat with confidence."

The surrounding guests, including Xiao Boru, all heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"Then why are you so pale?"

Looking at the young monk's pale and bloodless face, Xiao Boru asked at a loss.

Is the little monk sick?
Yun Qian also frowned blankly, her pale lips were pursed tightly, and her black pupils were loose and out of focus.

She seemed to be dying.

She's bleeding down there...

(End of this chapter)