Chapter 422 The Boys of That Time (59)
I have a feeling this is a hearse.
"Maybe we should forget about it, we can't rank up high enough." Gu Yanjing politely declined.
"It's alright, I'll go borrow a number for His Majesty." Nan Wan'er gently pressed down on Gu Yanjing's sleeve and quickly went to borrow a number.
Gu Yan was shocked: ...This is the first time I've realized that even a small gadget can get me into trouble.
The comments section was filled with laughter. They hadn't gotten used to Nan Wan'er and Gu Yanjing's relationship changing from mother and son to superior and subordinate, but now...
I'm sorry, it's all because Nan Wan'er is too girlish. She's practically a source of amusement for His Majesty. There's an inexplicable sense of chemistry between them.
Gu Yanjing played three games with Nan Wan'er and then gave up. Although it wasn't a serious accident, Gu Yanjing said he was too tired, his hands hurt, and he even developed tendonitis.
Whatever.
"Your Majesty, are you done playing? Want to play a couple more rounds? The mission time isn't up yet!" Nan Wan'er tugged at Gu Yanjing's sleeve and pleaded.
Gu Yanjing, without changing his expression, pulled back his sleeve, wishing he could kick Nan Wan'er to the ends of the earth: "Go sweep the floor, get out of here now."
"Your Majesty, I'm going to sweep the floor, where are you going?" Nan Wan'er cried, hugging the broom.
"Drink milk tea." Gu Yanjing said quickly, without turning her head.
"Your Majesty, please remember to bring me a cup when you come back, okay? Four Seasons Milk Tea, 70% sugar, no ice." Nan Wan'er called from behind.
"Go to hell!" Gu Yan turned around and cursed at her.
He was still angry from the game, swearing and cursing, but he seemed like a normal young man.
The mission ended in two hours. After returning the clothes and broom, Nan Wan'er carried the Four Seasons Milk Tea to the meeting point.
Gu Yanjing sat under the parasol waiting for them. His fiery red feather robe was so eye-catching that it made the incredibly handsome young man stand out at a glance.
Lu Lingjun sat beside him, fanning him with a folding fan. He was ordinary and unassuming, but his aura was on par with Gu Yanjing's, making people feel at a glance that the two of them were a perfect match.
It's a good thing these two dogs are together; otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble they'd cause to other people.
A white mongrel dog lay at their feet, panting in the shade because of the heat.
Nan Wan'er recognized him; it was Gu Congxin, who had appeared out of nowhere and was dutifully fawning over Gu Yanjing at his feet.
"What is Your Majesty looking at?" Nan Wan'er squeezed over and sat down, holding her milk tea.
The girl's smiling face always gave people the impression of having ill intentions.
"It's up to you," Gu Yanjing continued, following her lead. "Is the milk tea good?"
Nan Wan'er's smile was a little stiff: "It tastes pretty good, thank you, Your Majesty."
Gu Yan lowered his eyes, his smile enigmatic: "You should thank Ling Jun for making it for you personally."
Nan Wan'er choked instantly, almost coughing to death, and the iced milk tea in her hand instantly became scalding hot.
"Cough cough cough..."
Gu Yan raised an eyebrow in surprise and glanced at Lu Lingjun: "I told you your stuff was poisonous, look how you made that young girl choke."
Upon hearing this, Nan Wan'er coughed even more violently.
"It's definitely not poisonous; I've even tried it myself..."
Lu Lingjun waved his fan and tried to argue his way out of it.
Gu Yanjing didn't say anything, she just stared at him.
Lu Lingjun immediately chickened out and shut up before he could finish speaking, feeling a bit of self-doubt.
Is he really a kitchen killer? He can't even make a simple milk tea.
This buff shouldn't be this severe, right?
"Your Majesties, please hear my opinion. I think there's nothing wrong with this milk tea; it tastes quite good. It's just that I'm of humble birth and lack the fortune to enjoy such a blessing."
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