Chapter 227 (2/2)

She has never fed a man before. Even if she is a master, she may not be able to pass the test in her heart.

Long Zixuan's eyes narrowed. His voice and smile dissipated. He floated a little cool and said, ”I'm not used to it, little feather. Are you so unwilling to serve me?”

Fengyu clenched her fist. She bit her lips and hung her head down. The reason why Shifu's hand became like that was because of his own reasons. He peeled his skin without hesitation. Didn't he think about eating?

How could she be in charge of what he did? How can there be such a thing in the world?

For a long time, he couldn't wait for Feng Yu's answer. There was a trace of disappointment in long Zixuan's eyes. He gave a sneer and said, ”forget it, little feather, since you don't want to, I won't embarrass you.”

Fengyu immediately relieved, but it seems that there are some other feelings in her heart. She didn't think much, and didn't go deep into that strange feeling.

The atmosphere was silent again.

Fengyu carefully looked up and saw that long Zixuan was holding the teacup in his left hand. His eyes fell on the teacup, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

She bit her lip and said, ”master, aren't you hungry? Let me help you. ”

Why would he rather stay hungry than try to hold the spoon with his left hand? How can there be such people in the world? And she met her?

Would he be hungry all the time if no one was willing to serve him?

Dragon purple Xuan lifted Mou to see her one eye, say, ”forget it, this don't want to force you.”

His eyes were deep and he took back his sight. With his injured right hand, he picked up the chopsticks in front of him and went to pick up the food on the table. The bandage on his hand was very thick, so the feeling of holding chopsticks was very strange and heavy. The two chopsticks were not together at all.

Feng Yu couldn't look any longer. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the chopsticks from his hand. Looking at him, he said, ”master, I don't feel compelled. Let me come.”

She picked up a clean small bowl and filled some rice. Because she knew that he had a strange habit of cleanliness, she put some untouched dishes into the bowl and put the bowl in front of him.

Long Zixuan has been quietly watching her movements, eyes without trace across a streamer, when she put the small bowl full of food in front of him, his brow and uncontrollable wrinkle up.

The bowls and chopsticks he used have always been specially made of top-quality jade. At the moment, seeing the ordinary porcelain and jade in the general's mansion, he really felt that it was hard for him to open his mouth.

Fengyu naturally didn't miss the dislike in his eyes. She has been his apprentice for such a long time. If she doesn't know what he dislikes, it's stupid.

I don't know who is used to his bad habits. He knows dishes and chopsticks when he eats.

She sighed and said, ”master, the general's house is not better than the chief's house or zizhufeng. You can make do with it. Although the general's house's dishes and chopsticks are not as good as your special ones, they can't hurt your stomach. Don't worry.”

Long Zixuan's Mou Guang looks at Feng Yu's eyebrows deeply. He can't bear to refuse her. So he frowns and opens his gorgeous lips. Mou Guang never leaves her face.

Feng Yu breathes a sigh of relief and puts the food on the chopsticks into his mouth. Although master suffers from neuroticism, it seems that she can't cure him. It seems that she needs to treat him regularly in the future.

Otherwise, this neuroticism is too terrible, just like when I was in King Chen's mansion today.

He is definitely a little neurotic, otherwise, how can he peel off his skin without blinking? This is insane.

After long Zixuan ate it, he had a feeling of nausea. He almost couldn't help spitting out the things in his mouth. However, seeing Feng Yu feeding him seriously, he forced himself to swallow.

After eating it, I feel that this feeling is not so unbearable. It turns out that he can really change it. The reason why he can't change it before is that he didn't meet the person who can make him change.

So, is little feather the one who can change him?

He ate seriously, she fed seriously, however, his eyes have not left her, it seems that only when he looked at her, his mouth dry and tasteless food will be sweet and delicious.

A bowl of rice soon bottomed out, but longzixuan still had some meaning. Fengyu picked an eyebrow and quietly filled another bowl. Longzixuan naturally would not refuse, and her charming eyes looked at her gently.

Ah, I really want Xiaoyu to feed him like this all the time. This feeling really makes him greedy. His eyes narrowed. It should be fast.

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out of the yard, Yun Yixuan sends Yun An and his servant girl away. He gently pushes Yun Hong away, and his wise eyes look at him as if they can penetrate everything.

Yunhong was a little guilty and swallowed his saliva. Holding his waist, he pretended to be weak and said, ”smelly boy, help me back to my room quickly. My waist is so sour.”Cloud Yi Xuan is taut facial expression, looking at his voice to say without emotion, ”grandfather, you just or dizzy, now become waist sour?”

Yunhong's face was stiff. Did he just say dizziness? Oh, how could he forget when he was nervous? He coughed and immediately adjusted his posture. One hand supported his waist, and the other hand pressed his head. He glared at Yun Yixuan.