Yun Qingyan admired Huo Yichen's aggrieved appearance.

For some reason, she was in a happy mood when she saw Huo Yichen's look of wanting to hit someone but having to suppress her temper.

Maybe it's because this guy's attitude is too hateful?

Yun Qingyan secretly found a reason to bully people in his heart, and grabbed a spiritual fruit and ate it.

Huo Yichen smiled very deliberately, "Come on, Miss Yun, please have tea."

Yun Qingyan took it and glanced at Huo Yichen from the corner of his eyes.

Huo Yichen handed another cup of hot tea to Huo Lingtian, "Dad, you drink it too."

"Hahaha! OK! OK!"

Huo Lingtian took the hot tea and was a little flattered. Since the boy's mother died of depression, the relationship between father and son has always been a little nervous. Although it is not cold, Huo Yichen never serves him tea.

Today, this is the first time he has drunk the tea served by his son.

Huo Lingtian couldn't help but look at Yun Qingyan again.

Miss Yun really has a pair of hands that turn decay into magic. Even his son, who is so rebellious that he doesn't take anyone seriously, is tamed and obedient.

Slowly drinking hot tea and eating spiritual fruits, Yun Qingyan frowned, and a few rays of light flowed out of his eyes. He looked at Huo Yichen with a smile, "Why do I feel that something is missing?"

Before she could finish her words, Huo Yichen had an expression that was indeed like this on his face.

Humph! I knew that this woman would never give up easily. He had prepared solutions to all her difficulties.

"With hot tea, there must be pastries." Huo Yichen smiled and waved his left hand. The last large section of the trunk of the five hundred-year-old nanmu was wrapped in star energy. There was a crackling sound of energy hitting inside, and wood chips flew.

Then Huo Yichen raised his hand and sucked the trunk wrapped in Xingyuanli, and placed it.

It is a simple small table, like a wooden pier or a table, but it has a bit of natural ancient charm.

He then stroked the space ring, took out the hot pastries one after another, and placed them on the wooden pier.

"This is the signature spirit cake I bought from the best pastry shop in Lingtian City when I went to wash the spirit fruit. It was just right with hot tea."

He smiled 'gently'.

Yun Qingyan touched his nose.

The city lord's mansion is in the center of Lingtian City, and the pastry shop is on the edge of the outer city. Huo Yichen is really "stop".

Huo Lingtian also looked at his son in extreme surprise.

Is this his son?!

Huo Lingtian didn't know that in those days in Dongcheng, Huo Yichen had been trained very "perfectly" by Yun Qingyan.

Those days of experience were enough for him to deal with all the requirements of "unreasonable trouble".

After eating a few more pastries to fill my stomach, Yun Qingyan took her last sip of hot tea and knew that she was almost done.

If you continue, Huo Yichen may really turn against him.

"Okay, give me the components." Yun Qingyan wiped off the pastry crumbs from his hand with a soft palette.

Huo Yichen breathed a sigh of relief and it was finally over.

He put everything out in one go, and this time there were more than before.

It can be seen that Huo Lingtian asked him to show his collection to Yun Qingyan before, and he was holding back.

"These are my collections for many years, so please ask Lord Yun."

Yun Qingyan glanced at him sideways.

Is there any request for her? Is it that Lord Yun?
Chapter completed!