Cannon fodder master, she became a group favorite after tearing up the script

Chapter 401 Like it or not

Being stared at by the other party, Yu Yan took the spoon from her mouth and stopped.

Feng Su hurriedly looked away, but from the corner of her eye, she kept paying attention to Yu Yan's sensation.

Yu Yan sat at the table, the little blue beast in her arms was sleeping peacefully.

She held the bowl in one hand, and brought the jade spoon to her mouth with the other.

The moment her lips touched the porridge, she keenly sensed the mystery.

Xin Dao could it be that Feng Su mistook salt for sugar?

The stagnation of the movement was only for a moment, she took a sip, and her brows frowned reflexively.

It is indeed salty.

It's not bad to drink, it's just weird.

Feng Su, who had been paying attention to the woman's reaction, felt his heart skip a beat.

The moment Yu Yan frowned, the man pursed his thin lips.

It seems that Master really can't drink.

Feng Su looked back, "Master, I made two flavors, you wait, I'll bring you another bowl."

He didn't know why he wanted to make salty porridge after Master said he liked sweet porridge.

Maybe he was competing with Li Ze, he thought.

After all, the younger brother has never made salty porridge for the master, so he will be the first one.

It's just that the result is very unsatisfactory.

Yu Yan put down the spoon, surprise in her eyes, "Master, I thought you didn't do it on purpose."

It is not intentional to make the porridge salty.

Feng Sufeng's eyes trembled, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed when he met Shang Yuyan's smiling eyes.

There was no emotion on Jun's face, but the roots of his ears turned red quietly.

When he turned and left without saying a word, Yu Yan caught the red tip of the other's ear.

She chuckled.

Feng Su left in a hurry, because he didn't know that after he left, Yu Yan brought the porridge to his mouth spoon by spoon.

Don't like it?

The first time I tried this taste, after I got used to it, it was more fresh.

After all, it was the apprentice's wish, so she didn't want to make people feel cold.

Of course, if Yu Yan really disliked this kind of taste, she would not force herself to take care of Feng Su's mood no matter what.

Yu Yan, who knew herself very well, concluded that she liked salty porridge.

When Feng Su came back, he saw a jade bowl with half porridge on the table.

The woman in purple was lazily leaning on the soft couch, her hand seemed to be about to touch the water unicorn, but for some reason it suddenly turned around and turned into a belt wrapped around her fingers.

Thinking of Master drinking half a bowl of porridge, Feng Su's depressed mood suddenly came alive.

"Master, do you want to try this again?"

The man had an obvious smile on his mouth, looking too good on that soul-stirring handsome face.

Yu Yan's eyes moved slightly, and she said, "Come here."

Feng Su approached immediately.

Before the bowl in her hand was delivered, Yu Yan said again: "Bend down and bow your head."

?

Feng Su lowered her eyes, her doubts were only momentary, but her body involuntarily bent down following Yu Yan's words.

The tip of the nose was hooked slightly.

Feng Su froze in place.

Master...

"A little dusty."

Yu Yan handed her finger to Feng Su.

She didn't know why she wiped it off for him with her own hands, but she did it if she did, he was her apprentice, it was nothing.

Feng Su's mind went blank, and the slender fingers in front of him pulled back his consciousness.

There were traces of gray on the pale pink fingertips, just as Yu Yan said, the tip of his nose was stained with gray at some point.

The wind is so embarrassing.

The embarrassment of a beautiful man is never shown on the face, but behind the ears, on the neck, and the out-of-rhythm heartbeat.

"Has Master wiped it clean?"

Feng Su maintained the movement of possessing her body, raised her eyes and asked.

(End of this chapter)