Chapter 166 Let’s Fight

After being interrupted by Wen Suili, Jun Lin turned around and went to bring warmth to his lonely master.

It seemed like anyone who met her could start talking. Wen Suili, who usually didn't talk much, now seemed to have endless words to say. And Jun Lin would pick up the conversation. The two of them, sitting at the table, each holding a cat in their arms, laughed from time to time.

The ministers who were cutting other side dishes in front of the stove over there occasionally interjected a few words, and the malicious ones provoked Jun Lin to scold him. After Wen Suili gave a symbolic word of persuasion, he went straight to drink his tea in peace.

The sounds of pots and spoons colliding, conversations and laughter, cats meowing, and the aroma of food tempting the taste buds, made this place seem to overlap with Ghost Valley, and they seemed to have returned to the time when the three of them lived together.

It is also tacitly understood that no one has discussed political affairs so far. Perhaps it is because this gathering of three is extremely precious and no one wants it to be tainted with confrontational political colors.

It was simple, as if they had returned to the time before the expedition, when Jun Lin had not yet taken over Jing State, Gong Qing had not yet chosen Yue State, and Wen Sui Li had not yet been stained with blood because of the Snowland War. They tacitly agreed not to discuss the topics that made them tense, and now it is better like this, at least warmth is everywhere, and the three of them are happy.

The minister served the last dish and said, "Go wash your hands and get ready to eat."

I just exchanged cats with Wen Suili, and within three seconds of touching the orange cat in my arms, she ruthlessly threw it away: "Go, go, go play with the 'Gongqing', I'll leave you some fish bones later."

Wen Suili queued up to wash her hands like a good baby behind her.

The veins on the foreheads of the nobles were throbbing with excitement.

Guigu Chef looked at the orange cat that was kicked away but kept rubbing against Jun Lin's legs, and said with a tone of pity and ridicule: "Give it a new name."

Jun Lin wiped his hands with a towel and threw the pot to Wen Suili: "Shouldn't you ask your master for his opinion? Your master praised the name, why are you the only one who finds fault all day long?"

Wen Suili looked up in confusion, how come the fire has burned on me again?

The man obediently walked to the table and sat down, waiting for the meal to start. He picked up his chopsticks and said gently, "The name Xiaolin gave is indeed very nice."

The minister laughed in anger.

Look how beautiful that white cat is!

Even if she was named Tiezhu, Wen Suili would probably praise her against his conscience.

Jun Lin sat down and carelessly put a piece of fish into the Wen Sui gift bowl, and said to the ministers in a sly voice: "At least finish your meal before you go to the arena to seek revenge on me."

Wen Suili carefully checked whether the chopsticks were held upside down, then lowered his eyes and accepted Jun Lin's care, eating the fish slowly and leisurely.

Gongqing finally understood that if they wanted to control Junlin, they had to push her against the wall and kiss her to block her sharp mouth, and kiss her until her head became dizzy and her body became limp before she would behave herself.

Dangerous thoughts were running rampant in the senior brother's mind, and his sexy Adam's apple was rolling up and down.

Jun Lin, whose martial arts skills were at their peak and whose strength and endurance were even stronger than those of the nobles, looked at the man with a puzzled expression. She said with a "tsk" in disdain, "You remind me of a male cat in heat."

Wen Suili froze, silently lowered his head to reduce his presence, and almost ate his meal with his hands close to the bowl.

Gong Qing laughed. He was sitting opposite Jun Lin. He stood up and leaned forward to approach her slowly. He placed one hand on the table and held her chin with the other hand. His eyes were filled with mist and his tone was dangerous and cunning: "You make me unhappy?"

As his lips got closer and closer, Gong Qing's throat suddenly became hoarse and he half-lowered his eyes, looking at Jun Lin with undiminished momentum and expressionless face, but the fingers that were holding Jun Lin's chin were trembling slightly uncontrollably.

He wanted to kiss her.

Wen Suili glanced at him and saw that he was not nervous at all. He lowered his head even lower, wishing he could bury it in the bowl, because he knew -

"Hiss, it hurts so much."

Gongqing rubbed his red nose, stood up straight and complained.

It turned out that Jun Lin pushed him on the face with an expressionless palm, almost making him stumble to the ground.

She didn't say any more, just grabbed Gongqing's wrist and dragged him out.

There is nothing that can't be solved by a fight.

If so, have two fights.

The minister just thought it was funny and helpless: "Remember to show mercy later."

Jun Lin grinned: "No way."

Gongqing was troubled: "In recent years, my Qimen Dunjia has improved a lot. If I integrate it into martial arts, I'm afraid you will suffer a loss if we really fight."

Jun Lin slammed the door shut with a loud bang: "Then give it a try."

The two of them were still as eager as they were in Guiguzi, doing everything in a hurry, but in a moment Wen Suili was the only one left in the kitchen.

He put down his chopsticks and held the white cat in his arms. He was no longer as calm as before and began to caress the cat from time to time.

"She is a woman."

"Even if Xiaoqing doesn't know, he still desires her."

His long snow-white eyelashes were as beautiful as butterfly wings, half covering his clear icy blue pupils. A few strands of silver hair fell from his neck in front of his body. He was a unique and charming man, there was no one like him in the world.

The white cat gently stuck out its pink tongue and licked his fingertips. Its long whiskers made Wen Suili's skin itchy. He seemed to be in a very low mood.

The Snow Region can predict the future by occupying the rotten bones, but this can only be done by nobles of pure blood, and it costs one's life. If there is nothing wrong, no one would dare to occupy the rotten bones easily.

As the high priest, Wen Suili had naturally taken advantage of the Snow Region many times. As the Lord of the Snow Region suffered backlash, it became increasingly difficult for him to keep his mind clear.

Is it his confused nature that is to blame?

no.

If you spy too much on heaven's secrets, you must bear the punishment from God.

His heart is as clear as a mirror.

Since he didn't know how long he would live, he might as well hand Jun Lin over to the ministers. At least in this world, he only trusted the ministers.

In the end, if Gongqing and Junlin can become a couple, he won't have such great regrets when he leaves.

The New Year's Eve ceremony is like a snowflake in the sun, pure and white, with a brief beauty before disappearing.

"Meow~"

The long silence made the white cat cry out again, as if the delicate sorrow like water gently wrapped it up. The white cat couldn't help but cry out to break the silence, causing the orange cat at Wen Suili's feet to cry out as well.

Wen Suili came back to his senses and smiled faintly: "Are you hungry?"

He brought a small plate, picked up some fish with chopsticks and pushed it in front of the two cats, his eyes full of pity and compassion: "Eat it."

The two cats were really hungry, otherwise they wouldn't have sneaked into the kitchen. They were obviously habitual eaters, as they sniffed twice and then started to eat the delicious food.

Wen Suili just watched quietly at the side.

How cute.

In the future, it would be better for him to raise a cat named Junlin.