The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Mo Chengning couldn't help but sneered when he saw that Tuoba Xuan didn't even want to show his face.

Tuoba Xuan was indeed risking his life, pretending that he didn't see Mo Chengning's sneer.

Above, Mo Xiao was stroking the wine glass in his hand, with a light smile on his face, and his eyes looking at Tuoba Xuan were also profound.

"There is such a deceitful person at the feet of the emperor," Mo Xiao picked up the wine glass and drank it down. Then he looked at Mo Chengning aside and said calmly, "Next time you meet him, remember to take out this person's eyes and feed him. dog."

Mo Chengning immediately said: "Yes, I have remembered it."

Tuoba Xuan: "..."

This father and son are so vicious.

He no longer raised his head to look at either father and son, pretending that the matter was over, picked up his chopsticks and tasted these delicacies, which were not available in their country.

Mo Chengning was sitting opposite, watching Tuoba Xuan eating with chopsticks as if nothing had happened, and sneered in his heart.

After a while, Xia Ying personally brought a bowl of wontons and placed it on Tuoba Xuan's table.

Tuoba Xuan paused and looked up at Xia Ying: "What does this mean?"

Xia Ying had already retreated behind Mo Chengning.

Mo Chengning replaced Xia Ying and said, "These are wontons. Your Highness, would you like to try them?"

Tuoba Xuan held his chopsticks and said calmly: "Is it possible that these wontons are as good as the delicacies on this table?"

Mo Chengning: "These wontons may seem ordinary, but it's not easy to make them delicious. Your Highness, you might as well try them, maybe you'll like them?"

Tuoba Xuan: "Just because I look similar to that disciple, our tastes and hobbies must be similar?"

Mo Chengning blinked: "Isn't it?"

As he said that, he looked at Mo Xiao sitting on it with an innocent face: "Father, two people who look the same, can they have different hobbies? Sir, you didn't teach me, I don't understand."

At this time he knew that he was a child.

Mo Xiao glanced at Tuoba Xuan next to him and said with a half-smile: "Just because they have similar faces doesn't mean they have similar hobbies."

Mo Chengning understood and nodded: "Okay, I've learned a lesson."

After Mo Xiao finished teaching his son, he went to see Tuoba Xuan and said calmly: "The child is still young and not sensible. Master, please don't argue with him."

Tuoba Xuan took a deep breath and smiled: "Of course, His Highness is innocent and cute, how can I argue with him."

Mo Xiao changed the topic and said with a smile: "However, these wontons are indeed good. The prince can try them."

Tuoba Xuan: "..."

Tuoba Xuan looked stiff for a moment, then finally put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the bowl of wontons, and said softly: "In that case, I'll try it."

Say it, he picked up the spoon and put one in his mouth. After just one mouthful, Tuoba Xuan's face became a little tense.

If it weren't for his upbringing, he would have vomited it out.

After taking one bite of the wonton, there was nothing that could be tasted except the taste of salt. This made Tuoba Xuan suddenly think that he had just eaten a spoonful of salt.

This taste made Tuoba Xuan's mouth taste bitter.

He put a mouthful of wontons in his mouth and mentally prepared himself for a while before swallowing it with his eyes closed.

Then, he put down his spoon and pushed the bowl of wontons away.

Mo Chengning kept watching his movements with a smile in his eyes: "Your Highness, how does it taste?"

Tuoba Xuan twitched the corners of his lips and said in a stiff tone: "It's quite, quite special."

Mo Chengning suppressed a smile: "Does His Highness like it?"