"Looking for sleep?" Ye Feng felt it was very strange. "Can I find it in this position?"
What principle.
Yan Xiao actually nodded in a serious manner: "I really found it."
Ye Feng blinked: "So Young Master Yan is going to sleep?"
Yan Xiao pondered for a moment and said, "Now that I've found it, I won't rush to sleep."
Ye Feng was confused. What kind of trick was this?
I didn't understand, so I just stopped thinking about it and asked, "Since you're not in a hurry, are you interested in having a couple of drinks together?"
At night, after drinking, it is a good time to talk.
Ye Feng has always held the idea that problems should not be left overnight if possible.
"Oh? You want to drink? With me?"
Yan Xiao looked into his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up a little, and his smile seemed somewhat genuine.
"Yes, do you want to drink it?" Ye Feng felt that he had a lot of questions in his mind, and he would not be able to sleep well if he didn't answer them.
Besides, I don’t want to sleep yet.
Yan Xiao answered readily and happily: "Okay!"
He shook open his cloak, revealing his hands: "Whatever flavor you want, I'll make it for you."
The two wooden stakes in the corner were finally unsealed and came back to life.
They glanced at each other secretly, then looked at Ye Feng, as if they were looking at the Bodhisattva Guanyin who saves people from suffering.
It turns out that only Young Master Ye can break the low pressure of their Young Master Yan.
If Young Master Ye doesn't come back tonight, they will dry up like mummies on the spot.
Ye Feng looked around and suggested, "Your place is quite bright outside, how about we set up a table and have some drinks and eat some skewers?"
"good!"
Yan Xiao waved towards the corner, and Ye An and Ye Xiao ran over happily to obey his orders.
"Did you hear what Master Ye said? Go and do it."
"yes!"
After a while, the two of them ran down and brought people to move the floating tables and chairs, grills, baking trays, and skewers over, and even brought over the cocktail counter.
Ye Feng touched his chin: "Isn't this a bit of a big deal?"
"That's nothing!" Yan Xiao waved his hand nonchalantly.
"If they can't even do this to my satisfaction, what good are they to me?"
Some people with poor mental qualities begin to tremble slightly in their hands and become more cautious in their movements.
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