Meng'er also said something silly.

Leng Muxue gritted her teeth.

It’s not like I can’t fucking hear you?

Do you need to remind me?

"Damn it! It's impossible to practice with peace of mind like this!"

Leng Muxue looked ugly and gritted her teeth.

She couldn't help but look down.

Ye Qingyun and others were not only eating roast mutton, but also drinking.

The atmosphere was very cheerful.

But the two people in the sky had nothing to eat or drink, and they felt very uncomfortable.

"Palace Master, I want to eat too..."

Meng'er said timidly.

Leng Muxue glared at her fiercely.

"Good-for-nothing!"

Meng'er feels wronged.

"Actually, Palace Master, you also want to eat, right?"

Leng Muxue: "..."

Meng'er looked at Leng Muxue expectantly.

Leng Muxue was also helpless.

Leng Muxue really had nothing to do with her maid.

"Forget it, it's really impossible to practice like this."

Leng Muxue sighed.

She immediately flew down with Meng'er.

Everyone immediately looked up.

"Can you share some of your food with us?"

Leng Muxue said.

Although he was asking for help, his attitude was still condescending.

Others were a little unhappy.

But Ye Qingyun was very easy-going.

"all right."

He pretended to have torn a leg of lamb off.

Leng Muxue waved her hand, and the leg of lamb flew directly in front of her.

Looking at the greasy leg of lamb, Leng Muxue couldn't help but frown.

Can this thing be delicious?

But it happens to be so fragrant.

"Palace Master..."

Meng'er on the side watched eagerly, impatiently.

Leng Muxue waved her hand and gave half of the lamb leg to Meng'er.

Meng'er immediately started to bite it.

Leng Muxue also took a bite.

"Um?"

This mouthful immediately made Leng Muxue stunned.

"Palace Master! This meat is delicious!"

Meng'er was already exclaiming from the side.

Leng Muxue also never expected it.

This seemingly inferior food is surprisingly delicious.

The lamb was grilled to perfection, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Especially this sauce has a unique flavor that they have never tasted in their lives.

Where can one leg of lamb be enough?

They were wiped out in a matter of seconds.

"Palace Master, I still want..."

Meng'er said pitifully.

The corners of Leng Muxue's mouth twitched.

In fact, she wants it too.

But it can't be wiped off the face.

And I came here to practice, not to eat.

"You two girls, I still have some here. Come down and eat."
Chapter completed!