Delicious Delicacy of the Demon Spirit

Ever since He Weiran lived in Yan Yang's courtyard, he occupied the small kitchen in the west wing.Cooking on fire from time to time, the gluttonous aroma filled the entire fox secluded residence, even covering up the strong smell of powder on the fox demons.

Yan Yang really likes He Weiran, but what's the matter with feeding her seven or eight meals a day?Immortals can't bear to eat like this all day long...

"Well... miss He..."

"Didn't you agree to call me Sister He?"

"Uh...Sister He." Yan Yang looked at the food box in front of her, and then at the bright moon outside the window: "It's already midnight, I can't eat anymore."

"It's just some snacks and soup, which won't take up much space. Could it be that you are tired of my craft?"

He Weiran frowned, making a look of grievance, and couldn't bear to see Yan Yang, and he didn't know where the kindness came from... so he swallowed hard, and said bravely: "Not greasy, not greasy... I eat me eat..."

He Weiran laughed again when he heard what she said, and while putting the snacks in the food box on the table, he said: "I don't know why, but I just want to cook for you, especially for these years I'll make you a new dish at once. Come, try this sour red lotus root first."

Yan Yang looked down at the chopsticks that had been stretched out in front of her, opened her mouth honestly, followed He Weiran's intention, and took a bite of the red lotus root slices with her hand, it was sour, crisp and refreshing, with the fruity aroma of bayberry.

"I, it's been a long time..." He Weiran held up chopsticks in one hand to feed her, supported the table with his face in the other hand, and sighed with emotion: "It's been a long, long time since I wanted to cook for anyone."

Yan Yang couldn't help feeling shy after eating what she fed, and quickly bit the rest, chewed and swallowed it twice, feeling very appetizing, and his eyebrows and eyes were stretched, as if he regained his appetite in an instant As if, he simply picked up the chopsticks and started to eat them by himself. While eating, He Weiran looked at her with a smile and said, "You're right, if your previous customers know about it, wouldn't you be so mad?"

He Weiran tilted his head slightly, and said lightly: "I don't care about them at all. No, I waited for you...then quickly closed the restaurant, how can I care about others?"

Yan Yang almost choked, and thought she was joking, so she responded in a joking tone: "What? It's as if I practiced some kind of charm skills to attract you. I'm serious Foxes don't know that."

"I know, your 'little ancestor' is different from them, you are a little old-fashioned."

"What kind of old-fashioned?! Did they speak ill of me behind my back? I think they hadn't enlightened their wisdom when I was doing evil in the sky! It's just that I changed my temper... I don't want to mention this."

He Weiran squinted her eyes, her eyes were tightly glued to her rouge face, as if she wanted to discern something from it. In the dim candlelight, her long eyelashes cast a shadow like a feather fan, but it couldn't cover her eyes. It seems to be charming and treacherous.

Yan Yang looked around uncomfortable, always felt that this woman was weird, and she didn't know her identity.She fixed her gaze back on He Weiran again... People must not be people anymore, what kind of powerful monster is it?Hide your taste?Naturally, she approached He Weiran's neck, shrugged her nose, and shrugged her nose vigorously, as if there was a smell of heaven...

Ok?Could it be...

He Weiran saw that Yan Yang came over and sniffed around her neck, the tip of her nose was almost touching her chin.She couldn't help but raise her hand to hold her face: "What are you doing?"

The two looked at each other, and their faces were very close... But what He Weiran saw in the eyes of the little fox was full of panic, so he stopped teasing her, and just wiped away the red stain on the corner of her mouth that didn't exist. : "Eat all over your face."

Yan Yang leaned back vigilantly, wiped her mouth subconsciously, and asked suspiciously: "You...you are not sent by the queen mother to watch me, right?"

He Weiran froze for a moment, then shook his head frankly: "No."

"Oh." Yan Yang breathed a sigh of relief, believed her words for no reason, then took out the jade from the sachet at her waist: "I wanted to ask you earlier, this thing...do you recognize it?" ?”

He Weiran sighed, but the little fox didn't notice the ambiguous scene with Fang Cai.After receiving the jade stone, but seeing the words "Bafangguan" engraved on it, he couldn't help but move his eyes again: "Where did you come from?"

"Ah... I don't know either." Yan Yang explained the cause and effect of being demoted to He Weiran one by one, and finally said: "I thought that if I found the Bafang Pavilion, I would always find something... So you, the proprietress, also Can't give me an answer. It seems that my Bafang Pavilion is different from your Bafang Pavilion."

He Weiran lowered her eyes, although Yan Yang couldn't see the struggling expression in her eyes, she had faintly sensed the other party's emotional fluctuations, so she didn't dare to say anything, and waited quietly for her to say something.

After a long while, He Weiran finally raised his head, smiled wryly and said, "You don't need to look any further, I will tell you something, just not now."

Yan Yang frowned: "When was that? Why not now? Do we have something to do with each other? You...why are you crying?"

With tears in He Weiran's eyes, he stroked his rouge and soft hair: "I just... miss you so much. Fortunately, everything is worth it."