Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Compared with the hustle and bustle outside the lobby, the inside of the lobby looked much warmer, but it was so warm that Mu Ziling, who came in with the last dish, frowned speechlessly.

In the lobby, apart from a few servants who were waiting on the sidelines, there were only four or five of them.

Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling, who hadn't seen each other all day, were sitting in front of the big round dining table, while Le Tian, ​​dressed in white, was like a big light bulb, sitting in a space between them, drinking tea leisurely and comfortably.

Long Xiaoyu, who is resting with his eyes closed, and Letian drinking tea in a world of their own, let's not talk about it.

It stands to reason that Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling, two living treasures with mouths like machine guns, shouldn't be so quiet, but this meeting is so quiet, so quiet that Mu Ziling went to the wrong place by himself.

From the corner of her eyes, Qing Ling, who was resting her chin in a daze, caught a glimpse of Mu Ziling standing still with a plate of dishes, she quickly got up and took the dish from her hand, sniffed it in her nose, salivating: "It smells so good...Little Lingzi, you are so amazing, you actually cooked all the dishes in the peerless recipe, it must be very hard work, right?"

Mu Ziling smiled, and just about to speak, was interrupted by Long Xiaoze who followed the stinky fart.

"Sister-in-law three, do you have a sore back after cooking so many dishes? I'll beat you—"

As he said that, Long Xiaoze had already walked around behind Mu Ziling, stretching out his hand like a dog's leg, ready to squeeze her shoulders and beat her back.

Mu Ziling dodged his extended claws, and then angrily slapped the two sleazy afterthoughts, pretending to be angry: "I know I've worked hard and my back is sore, where did you go today? Why didn't you see anyone? I don't know how to come to help."

Qingling twitched the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, avoided answering, and returned to the dining table with the dishes.

Long Xiaoze glanced at Qing Ling who had already returned to his seat, and then "ouch" supported his old waist, and said with a smirk, "Look, I didn't do that last night...I hurt my waist, and I've been recuperating in the room all day."

Mu Ziling heard the words, and looked at his vivid interpretation of low back pain, it seemed that there seemed to be a story in it that made people daydream.

However, knowing that Long Xiaoze likes exaggeration most of the time, he can't get out of shape when he talks endlessly, Mu Ziling twitched the corners of his mouth, ignored him, walked over to Long Xiaoyu and sat down.

Looking at the delicious food on the table, Mu Ziling let out a heavy breath, but her heart was extremely full and satisfied.

Long Xiaoyu opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and compassionately wiped her face clean: "Tired?"

"No." Mu Ziling shook his head, then greeted everyone with a happy smile.

Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling couldn't wait to move their chopsticks, and started to eat voraciously.

Just as Le Tian picked up the chopsticks, he suddenly seemed to think of something. He stood up and gestured at Long Xiaoyu viciously: "Boss, this year is no better than in previous years, so do you want something... special this year, a lot of it, and treat you for a while?"

This gesture was made, clearly asking for a red envelope.

Mu Ziling stared in disbelief, she never imagined that this guy, Le Tian, ​​was also a miser, and he was so shameless when he asked for red envelopes, his usual elegance and humility were all thrown away by him.

Long Xiaoyu snorted faintly, and winked at the old butler beside him.

The old butler immediately understood, took out three red envelopes from his pocket and distributed them to the three people at the table except Mu Ziling, and then ordered a few younger ones to distribute red envelopes to everyone outside the lobby.

"As expected of a rich and powerful boss, feel free to come to me if you have anything to do in the future." Le Tian opened the red envelope, peeked at it, and immediately enjoyed the meal.

"Hey..." Long Xiaoze opened the red envelope, his eyes sparkled, and he immediately became excited: "Young master can go wandering for a while again."

Qing Ling, who was only interested in the delicious food on the table, stuffed his mouth full of food, put the red envelope into his pocket, and thanked inarticulately: "Thank you, brother..."

Seeing that everyone was so happy that they got the red envelopes, Mu Ziling also stretched out his hand to Long Xiaoyu, with an aggrieved expression on his face: "They have all of them, but what about mine?"

"How could you be missing a little money fan?" Long Xiaoyu chuckled and rubbed her head lovingly: "Let's eat first, huh?"

Why don't you just give a red envelope, and it's a trick for her... Mu Ziling curled her lips depressedly, and had to fill her stomach first.

During the meal break, the atmosphere became quiet again.

It doesn't feel right!

Mu Ziling looked at Long Xiaoze, then at Qing Ling, Hu asked a question: "Did you two quarrel?"

The movements in the hands of the two stopped.

"No!" Long Xiaoze immediately shook his head, with a proud and magnanimous expression on his face: "I am a good man who is hard to find in the entire Dajialuo, how could I quarrel with a little girl? Is it possible?"

These words clearly mean that there is no silver three hundred taels here.

She wouldn't believe these two live treasures if they were innocent.

Mu Ziling had a gossip face, and asked Qing Ling with a smile: "What's going on?"

"What's going on?" Qingling's eyes fluttered for a moment, and then she let out a "sneer" from her mouth, like contempt or disdain, she snorted coldly: "Who would quarrel with a three-none man, it's a waste of saliva."

A man's dignity was trampled on by a little girl, Long Xiaoze clapped his chopsticks in anger, looked past Le Tian in the middle, and glared at Qing Ling: "You stinky girl, who are you talking about?"

"It's you, how about it?" Qingling puffed out her chest without any fear, and added: "No good, no morals, no virtue."

"Hmph, if I'm three-no, you're three-no." Long Xiaoze was so unconvinced, he didn't even think about it, and just turned back: "No breasts, no butt, no taste."

Because of his words, Qing Ling suddenly remembered the embarrassing incident before, she blushed, and said in embarrassment: "You have no breasts, no butt..."

"You're half right. I'm a big man, of course I don't have any breasts, but I have pectoral muscles, which are strong. Maybe they are bigger than your chest."

"You are shameless!"

"I have teeth, but they are white."

...

Seeing the two of them quarreling so dirtyly at the dinner table, Mu Ziling was speechless and funny at the same time, she just stayed out of the matter and continued to eat the crayfish that Long Xiaoyu peeled for her with relish.

Facing the war of words between the two on the left and the right, three black lines suddenly hung on Le Tian's forehead: Who is he provoking? Not quiet even after eating?

In order to avoid waiting for the next two to fight, and he, the middleman, will suffer, Le Tian directly picked up the bowls and chopsticks and changed positions.

But who knew that Le Tian had just finished changing positions with peace of mind, and before his buttocks sat still, there was a voice behind him that was enough to make his scalp tingle.

"Hey, you're all eating... Yi'er, it's really a coincidence that we came early, and we just caught up by such a coincidence."

This is a male voice that seems to have been specially processed, and the tone of the voice is strongly mixed with the femininity of the empress.

Le Tian, ​​who knew who he was just by hearing his voice, almost fell off the chair, and his whole body was not well.

There is only one person in the world who can make the always calm and elegant Le Tian react in such a panic.

It was Li Xinyuan and Long Jiayi who came.

It seems that because of the festive new year, both of them are dressed more fancy than before, with floor-sweeping red robes on their bodies, and their temperament is eye-catching.

A dignified and luxurious, bright and colorful.

A man who is full of vigor, but also has a sense of grace and beauty.

Just when Le Tian's whole body was tense and numb——

I saw Li Xinyuan who entered the door with Long Jiayi, as if seeing something happy, clapping his hands and jumping his feet: "Ah... my little Tiantian is also there, Yier, you don't know, I haven't had dinner with my little Tiantian yet, now I finally have a chance, it's so good..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Xinyuan had already left Long Jiayi behind, and with his delicate orchid fingers raised, he happily ran towards Le Tian who was sitting upright.

Seeing this, Mu Ziling's cheeks puffed out, and she almost spat, but the corners of her mouth curved even more unconsciously.

Well, it's even more lively now, and it can be said that the whole family is much happier.

How good would it be if the big profiteers were there at this time?

Mu Ziling held back the smile on her lips, and looked at Long Jiayi who was left behind by Li Xinyuan.

She had been puzzled before when Long Jiayi left the Central Prosperous World last time, what she told her to remember the name Ye Zimu, some vague words, now she understands.

Long Jiayi should have known Ye Zimu very early, no, it should be Mu Ziye, but the relationship between them is unknown.

At this time, Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling had already stopped their war of words, and the two of them cast a sympathetic look at Le Tian in a tacit understanding.

I saw——

This big dining table can accommodate more than a dozen people, but Li Xinyuan moved a chair nearby and sat down next to Le Tian: "Xiao Tian Tian, ​​​​it's been so long since I've seen you, don't you miss him? He misses you so much."

While speaking, he clasped his hands together and placed them on his chest, then naturally leaned his head towards Le Tian's shoulders that seemed to have been acupointed.

Suddenly feeling the gravity on his shoulders, Le Tian trembled violently, but he still couldn't escape, and fell down from the chair in despair.

"Oh, Xiao Tiantian, why are you so careless." Li Xinyuan pursed her delicate red lips, blamed and distressed at the same time: "Get up quickly, let me see if the fall hurts?"

Seeing Li Xinyuan stretching out his paws, Le Tian immediately transformed into a kitten with fried fur, got up from the ground even crawling, and shouted angrily: "Damn sissy, stinky plague god, stay away from me—"

"Hmph, I'm not the god of stinky plague, I smell it." Li Xinyuan stomped his foot coquettishly, and stretched out his hand to him: "If you don't believe me, smell it, does it smell good?"

Le Tian felt dizzy for a while, and felt dissatisfied with the few mouthfuls of food he ate just now, clamoring in his stomach to spit it out.

At this time, Long Jiayi had already walked over, and she took a look at Li Xinyuan who was still reluctant to let go of Letian: "Okay, look at your virtue, don't scare people away when you come."

"Yi'er is right." Li Xinyuan seemed to understand, and quickly asked Le Tian to sit down: "Little Tiantian, come quickly, sit next to me..."